<?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-1069358346612034358</id><updated>2011-07-28T03:59:26.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsalicious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-8551414982999062930</id><published>2010-08-12T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T06:59:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought b4 action?</title><content type='html'>Blogs are public spaces. Most anyone can read a blog. Blogs can be funny, blogs can be happy, and blogs can make you hurt as well. Freedom of speech is great. But I would think that certain people might be a little more sensitive about the things that they say in general...let alone on their blog. Especially about topics that could hurt family. Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-8551414982999062930?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8551414982999062930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=8551414982999062930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8551414982999062930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8551414982999062930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/08/thought-b4-action.html' title='Thought b4 action?'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-200586578483686176</id><published>2010-05-24T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:27:00.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could It've Been Any more fun?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could my weekend have been any more fun? I submit that it could not! I was so busy, but doing nothing but fun things which was FANTASTIC! Friday night Mern planned a sleepover with Jensen and Annie. Ever since the last sleepover we had w/ all 4 nieces and nephews Annie has not stopped talking about it, so it was fun to finally get to have another one! Even Brighton got to come hang out for a little while! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474949358941557474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S_rtbzb20uI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bzZeEPBqdJw/s320/brightnlinz.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at this cutie! I love the crap out of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474949364742216818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S_rtcJC13HI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ZiFBiyP2-sU/s320/jenseonmern.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mern got Toy Story 1 AND 2 to watch and Jensen just plopped himself right down on Mern's behind to watch! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up on Saturday and had to leave the breakfast fun to go into work :( Boo. But right after work Mern, Christi, Charles and I went to the lake! We all know how much I love the lake. It was amazing. At about 4 I met up w/ Jake and his friend Gene at one of the coves and we went quading! Um hello I love jetskiing and I love quading, so getting to do both of them in one day = Heaven!!!! There are so many trails up at Butcher Jones, I didn't even realize! We went up this really steep hill (got stuck and had to back down and go up another way) and the view up top was BEAUTIFUL!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474949375087419906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S_rtcvlVIgI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VNp9-fdRb3c/s320/quad1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before heading out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474949375936492930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S_rtcyvw9YI/AAAAAAAAAgI/3bSr5JKJDrU/s320/quad2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;K seriously? You can even see the lake in the background. I love the AZ desert!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474949380699023010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S_rtdEfPZqI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/JcU8lYYPD2Y/s320/quad3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All 3 of us! It was such a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Jake and I went and did the paperwork for our apartment! We also got to pick out apartment in the complex. PS for those that didn't know I'm moving! Yay! I will be living in downtown Phoenix. I'm real excited about it! And my new apt is super cute!&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/1069358346612034358-200586578483686176?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/200586578483686176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=200586578483686176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/200586578483686176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/200586578483686176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/05/could-itve-been-any-more-fun.html' title='Could It&apos;ve Been Any more fun?!?'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S_rtbzb20uI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bzZeEPBqdJw/s72-c/brightnlinz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4398275407012721154</id><published>2010-04-05T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:19:05.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter/Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had SUCH a fun weekend hanging out with the family for conference and Easter!! I'm starting to love going home more and more! I felt like I was snapping pictures left and right because I have such freakin cute nieces and nephews!!! I drove up w/ Tyson and Kim and the Kids on Friday night. We made it just in time to see the end of Dallin's baseball game. It was cold, but super fun to watch!! Pretty much just hung out all weekend, vegging, napping, watching conference. Everyone knows how Conference weekends are!!! Warning: Picture overload to follow....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456709993086330322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og0-w8JdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/WIfRFV9LH2Q/s320/splitpersonalities.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Drive up! Clearly Jensen is thrilled....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456709977687962530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og0FZrs6I/AAAAAAAAAdg/HIX1JwwEKNw/s320/drive+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He finally perked up a bit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456709967018582338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ogzdp54UI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Pphit6U1kQs/s320/dillygame.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Such a good ball player, he got an RBI 3 minutes after we got there!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456709975868495122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ogz-n41RI/AAAAAAAAAdY/S1sy_aW_rmw/s320/crazies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wow Mern....Wow...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456709984334648034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og0eKYEuI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zSjYQNUZOuE/s320/gramps.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I LOVE this picture of Jense and Grandpa!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710110211131682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og7zFqySI/AAAAAAAAAeA/89zvTDBmBts/s320/auntmern.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once we got out of the cold Mern wanted to snuggle up on B-Dubb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710124307642642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og8nmieRI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6yid9vxVVRg/s320/basketheads.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Getting ready for an Easter Egg Hunt in between Conference sessions&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710106799500274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og7mYRa_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/Fjb5I7GfEzE/s320/anniehunt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710508426779090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohS-jrWdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sGP2NoMw2Ys/s320/jensehunt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710134811195538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og9Oux-JI/AAAAAAAAAeY/r4R2yrR_OOo/s320/eggdye.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then the egg dying began! I don't care how old you are...this is still fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710309128543154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohHYHRm7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PNF6rtUrYU4/s320/eggs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710129581956322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og87QCHOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/HRjbIReNcCA/s320/bdubb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brighton clearly couldn't dye eggs, so he just chilled&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710333587638626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohIzOxyWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/D0Tu42eGqUc/s320/heh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and made cute faces!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710315612764386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohHwRO-OI/AAAAAAAAAeo/hSIZXB9DLJw/s320/elk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It wouldn't be a trip to RV w/out seein some elk would it?! I know u can barely see them, but they're there!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710531501618226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohUUhJdDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Wc4n7o_0Tzs/s320/stairs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The easter bunny found them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710524322755826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohT5xktPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/l3HWMI_LApo/s320/loves.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't think she wanted to leave Grandpa!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710511267239554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohTJI5VoI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lVJ0iej58Ck/s320/lips.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;K. Ignore the hair and the lack of makeup...but seriously haven't you ever dyed ur lips w/ Robin Eggs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710328705479778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohIhCx9GI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vRjnEL2kJ5Q/s320/hauk.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gettin ready to drive back to Mesa!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710528974888706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohULGunwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/OrB-UACtSTI/s320/smiles.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brighton was awake and all smiles the whole way...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710326593768898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7ohIZLTzcI/AAAAAAAAAew/JVV0KVe1TXo/s320/hatsleep.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jensen clearly was not....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-4398275407012721154?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4398275407012721154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4398275407012721154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4398275407012721154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4398275407012721154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/04/easterconference.html' title='Easter/Conference'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7og0-w8JdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/WIfRFV9LH2Q/s72-c/splitpersonalities.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-240614486405297165</id><published>2010-03-31T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:31:43.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pageant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night Tyson and Kimberly asked me if I wanted to go to the Easter Pageant with them. Um...YES PLEASE!!!! I went ahead early and got seats when I got off work, definitely worth it to get up close :) Jensen and Annie kept wondering 'Where's Jesus?!' and Annie right in the middle of the show when Mary was on stage said 'Mary? Mary had a little lamb...' bahaha. Wrong Mary, but SO cute at the time!!!! It was fun for sure :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454804695182459218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7Nb-C97wVI/AAAAAAAAAcw/EXnnsLUjULE/s320/bored.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I got bored waiting after awhile, so had to entertain myself by taking self portraits....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454804679243842034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7Nb9Hl3wfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nz329CeGV-k/s320/aww.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Little B-Dubb is getting so huge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454804784014383266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7NcDN5HWKI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-ZTQinQMZr0/s320/yellow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Annie looked so adorable sportin my favorite color around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454804708471727826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7Nb-0eV5tI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XOkJkfh_TRg/s320/turtle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love Jensen's face in this one. I think it was his pre 'cheese' face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454804701468359570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7Nb-aYm-5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/fGrF0bRm8lc/s320/sillygirl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you know Annie, you know that this is a normal face for little missy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454804690928266114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7Nb9zHp64I/AAAAAAAAAco/DYao_29Lyn8/s320/bdubb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How presh is that????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-240614486405297165?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/240614486405297165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=240614486405297165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/240614486405297165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/240614486405297165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-pageant.html' title='Easter Pageant'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S7Nb-C97wVI/AAAAAAAAAcw/EXnnsLUjULE/s72-c/bored.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6936371499880445717</id><published>2010-03-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:11:07.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin's Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dallin's choir is on their tour this week. They get to go on a cruise! Super jealous about that, but excited for him!!! My parents get to go as chaperones so they should all have an awesome time! Before the choir went over to San Diego though, they came and did a show here in the valley at San Tan Village. I'm not sure why I didn't take any pictures of him, but I did manage to get one of Brighton!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451521562221152098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ex-jmTB2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Pwzddrgnpos/s320/brighton.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't he such a stud muffin? It was fun to watch Dallin's show though! Pretty much the whole family came to watch it! They looked hot performing in the hot sun, but what are you gonna do right? I did take a video of them doing a portion of their show, I hope I can upload it!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9287054cc5a57215" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9287054cc5a57215%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331404765%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54E1CA10FC408B865F0EB9F5FAB710DFA75245F5.472540AF4D44F81133F1BF77C58CEE13645DA573%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9287054cc5a57215%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdEdxvOzQ01m_Jh4XHKNMlFTeQKQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9287054cc5a57215%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331404765%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54E1CA10FC408B865F0EB9F5FAB710DFA75245F5.472540AF4D44F81133F1BF77C58CEE13645DA573%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9287054cc5a57215%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdEdxvOzQ01m_Jh4XHKNMlFTeQKQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6936371499880445717?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6936371499880445717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6936371499880445717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6936371499880445717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6936371499880445717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/03/dallins-choir.html' title='Dallin&apos;s Choir'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ex-jmTB2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Pwzddrgnpos/s72-c/brighton.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-8147206166281064318</id><published>2010-03-22T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:03:36.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedona</title><content type='html'>Man I haven't been to Sedona in FOREVER! This weekend I had the chance to go down with my sister Trisha, Brynn, and our friend Robin. It was SO fun. The weather was PERFECT, and although the scenery wasn't too green yet it was still just awesome! Sadly we didn't have enough time to go to any vortex's, but guess that just means we'll have to go again huh?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451519716980771650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewTJitS0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fOP5q1uEUxM/s320/what.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451519622480476978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewNpgFOzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4am-QmQ1JHM/s320/group1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stopped at Page Springs for a little lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451519653224836354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewPcCG7QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/f58Ow8g-_as/s320/sistas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sista's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451519639620736978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewOpWo19I/AAAAAAAAAb4/SBP5-GanR80/s320/Page+springs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Good thing Brynn let me use her glasses! I have a habit of losing mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451519645643541922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewO_yljaI/AAAAAAAAAcA/YrzZyUfD30g/s320/sedona.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got Sedona behind us and the Red Rock behind that! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451519631815274962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewOMRq8dI/AAAAAAAAAbw/N7buxzqwXAQ/s320/one+eye.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All u can see is the one eye. Cracks me up! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-8147206166281064318?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8147206166281064318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=8147206166281064318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8147206166281064318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8147206166281064318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/03/sedona.html' title='Sedona'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6ewTJitS0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/fOP5q1uEUxM/s72-c/what.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-474456314979584692</id><published>2010-03-19T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:24:06.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St Patty's Day Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever since moving out of my parents house St. Patrick's day hasn't been something that I've really gotten into. I might've worn green, I might've not...honestly I can't remember. But this year it seemed that everyone around me was getting SUPER into St. Patty's day....and it was kinda fun!!! Our team went on a team builder to a Spring Training game; Athletic's vs the Giants. The A's colors are green so I'm not sure if everyone was dressed up for St. Patty's day or just for the team. Who knows? All I know is that everyone was drinking green beer and it looked weird. It was nice to catch some sun tho even tho it was only my right side that soaked up the rays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450364770058062146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6OV4Y-dSUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P053NZcn8IY/s320/spring+training.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had to lean over Brian to take this picture. It's why we both look kinda goofy. This is my roomate Audra and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450364773119317874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6OV4kYUV3I/AAAAAAAAAbY/5670UJaXlXY/s320/training+game.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My eyes were killing me so my manager let me wear his sunglasses for a bit. They look good on me right?...So either my manager wears girly glasses or...........ya he actually does buy girly glasses. We make fun of him all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the game Tyson and Kimberly had invited me over for dinner to eat some yummy green things! It was fun to hang out and play soccer with the kids for awhile. Then tyson fixed up a swing and they both wanted turn after turn after turn. I have a feeling its going to be a hit at the Haws house lol. Dinner was delish as always! Kim made chicken w/ green gravy, green mashed potatoes, green beans and broccoli, rolls, green limeaid, and key lime pie for desert! It was great!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450365890179651458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6OW5lwQV4I/AAAAAAAAAbg/kAHS2imhmiE/s320/st.+patty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-474456314979584692?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/474456314979584692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=474456314979584692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/474456314979584692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/474456314979584692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-pattys-day-festivities.html' title='St Patty&apos;s Day Festivities'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S6OV4Y-dSUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P053NZcn8IY/s72-c/spring+training.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5767085092281870474</id><published>2010-03-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:26:29.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly like a paper and I fly like a bird!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I am aware that those are the WRONG lyrics to the song, however they are the only words that were stuck in my head all night after a jam session with Lace Face, Pat Pat, Jaron, and.....what's his name (I can't remember). What's his name had an amazingly huge house tho, which is where this little jam session took place!! Behold: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449237096363351362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5-URJGeXUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/hHWK10jF59Q/s320/House.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ya huge. Anyway so, we went straight from the driveway into the backyard, so I hadn't seen the inside of the house. After Lace Face and I jammed out a little on the good ol guitars I was given a brief house tour. The front entrance is  AMAZING! It seriously reminded me exactly of an area on the cruise that I went on last year. It had two banisters coming down on the left and right with a gorgeouse chandelier above it! So naturally what do I decide to do? Take an awkward Prom picture of course!!!! Lacey would only do it if she could be the boy so......this is it. Bahaha. Cracks me up still :) I love Jammin. And Lacey. The end. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449237105921867474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5-URstZvtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/2Pe1mDVZosw/s320/Prom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5767085092281870474?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5767085092281870474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5767085092281870474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5767085092281870474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5767085092281870474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/03/fly-like-paper-and-i-fly-like-bird.html' title='Fly like a paper and I fly like a bird!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5-URJGeXUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/hHWK10jF59Q/s72-c/House.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-1588012197495954717</id><published>2010-03-09T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:06:57.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend was rad cuz the parentals and the little bro were in town! They came down for Brighton's baby blessing and dad was on a mission to get a new truck while he was down here as well. Saturday began for me by going to lunch (yes you read that right, my day BEGAN with me going to LUNCH lol) with Mern, mom, dad, and dilly dall at Ranch Market. OMG I am in love with that place now and will be visiting frequently! Pictures below are from said event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446725323784038338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5an0vFFp8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2UauAMMKptw/s320/say+what.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446725327357164994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5an08Y_PcI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ACRF7s4PBJ4/s320/ranchmarket.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ignore my lack of makeup. I had just woken up remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I left them to go home and do homework, only to get a text &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; later from Trisha informing me that mom and dad had just added a new Toyota to the family! She also informed me (with no pressure of course) that I was now the only member of the family that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; own a Toyota. Mom and Dad's new truck is B&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;, not gonna lie I am jealous through and through! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446726026524371778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5aodo_cK0I/AAAAAAAAAag/i7qFSvQKxfI/s320/newtruck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sunday was a good day as well! Went out to Queen Creek for Brighton's Baby blessing. Afterwards Tyson and Kim had a delicious dinner in which I ate entirely WAY too much food as always. I didn't gain this lovely figure for nothin!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446726427080627410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5ao09LflNI/AAAAAAAAAao/AtPWo_mosGU/s320/Littleman.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jensen walked down the stairs lookin like this...Come on, how freakin CUTE is that?! He looked just like a little man in that suit. So adorable! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446726434170710930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5ao1Xl5q5I/AAAAAAAAAaw/cUC4051Lzfc/s320/stud.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The blessing was great and Brighton looked great in his Tux! He is such a cutie and every time I have seen him has just been calm and quiet. He's definitely gonna grow up tough with the older brother and sister that he has! So all in all it was a fun weekend! Headed up to R.V. this weekend, so that should be fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-1588012197495954717?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/1588012197495954717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=1588012197495954717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1588012197495954717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1588012197495954717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S5an0vFFp8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2UauAMMKptw/s72-c/say+what.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4850732039387865944</id><published>2010-02-24T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T05:32:03.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; For those of you don't know I have AMAZING hair. You can't deny the awesomeness that is my hair......when I wake up in the morning. That's right, I have THE best bed head known to man. Sorry to brag. My old roomate in college Si Si (holla!) used to always laugh at me every morning due to the fact that my hair was so out of control. Ironically enough my NEW roomate does the same thing lol. Yes it does have a tendency to scare some people....but hey...how could you NOT love it??? I've decided that I will start sharing the loveliness......enjoy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441802109488659634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4UqL8oK_LI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QOtYqSVxs-k/s320/hair+fright.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441802115676392114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4UqMTrcSrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u0wE6vv2CpA/s320/hair.JPG" border="0" /&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/1069358346612034358-4850732039387865944?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4850732039387865944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4850732039387865944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4850732039387865944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4850732039387865944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-love.html' title='For the love'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4UqL8oK_LI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QOtYqSVxs-k/s72-c/hair+fright.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-2684817496791733496</id><published>2010-02-22T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T05:58:37.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE 3 day weekends!! They are the greatest! Last weekend happened to be one and so Mern and I decided to go to San Diego to visit Buddy, Sara and the kiddles that we miss like CRAZY! They're new house is just adorable and it was so fun to get to spend the weekend with them :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063961580164626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KK2FYqVhI/AAAAAAAAAZw/nEQk5lz2iUk/s320/San+Diego+trio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the picture we took right after getting there! It was hectic getting the kids to stop jumping around long enough to snap one lol. They were so excited and so were we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063821889268034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KKt8_waUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/_H0yKchrUos/s320/San+Diego+big+burger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went and did a little shopping, followed by lunch and then the beach!! This is Max and Bud attempting to eat the Ginormous burger at lunch! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063806471806658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KKtDj8nsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2Xk63KL8-jA/s320/San+Diego+Aunt+Linds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Sara to hold my phone for me as I went down to the water, and got my phone back with this picture as the background. How adorable is that?! (ps its STILL my background lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063817622019490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KKttGXXaI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Po4W1Qcofp8/s320/San+Diego+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063837853099090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KKu4d1JFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/720w7fDg7EQ/s320/San+Diego+big+feet+max.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After burying Aunt Mern in the sand Max wanted a little fun too, so he got his legs burried!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063841609919602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KKvGdhrHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qAESbj8vZvI/s320/San+Diego+chloe+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just relaxin with my Chloe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441063972631055858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KK2ujZjfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/WusfRsocYMA/s320/San+Diego+valentine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I must say I got the best valentine ever! This homemade card from Chloe and Max along with the Choc dipped strawberries (my favorite) dipped by little miss chloe herself! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a wonderful weekend and we can't wait to go back and see them again soon!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-2684817496791733496?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/2684817496791733496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=2684817496791733496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2684817496791733496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2684817496791733496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/02/san-diego-weekend.html' title='San Diego Weekend'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S4KK2FYqVhI/AAAAAAAAAZw/nEQk5lz2iUk/s72-c/San+Diego+trio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6643432166770137290</id><published>2010-01-26T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:12:42.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes u read right....the GYM. I Lindsey Haws finally entered the looming room that most people dread, accompanied by my temporary roomie Audra. She and her boyfriend somehow talked me into running the Pat Tillman race with them in April so yesterday was our first day of 'training'. Not gonna lie it was awesome!! Good little warmup walk followed by some jog time :) I was SUPER proud of the roomie for running at a high speed for 5 minutes straight!!! Of course we had to take pictures of the event to prove that we actually were there :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431081700742830066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S18UCB7ml_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/KHETAhoZkK0/s320/audragym.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431081707354039090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S18UCaj1ozI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Z3F0XfoXnA8/s320/gym+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; There u have your proof! And today we will be there again runnin our socks off!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6643432166770137290?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6643432166770137290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6643432166770137290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6643432166770137290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6643432166770137290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2010/01/hit-gym.html' title='Hit the Gym'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/S18UCB7ml_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/KHETAhoZkK0/s72-c/audragym.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6053248401040053373</id><published>2009-12-30T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:08:51.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 09!</title><content type='html'>Christmas this year was amazingly chill. Gotta love the kiddles that usually run around at family gatherings...but this year I have to say it was great to have the quiet on Christmas morning. :) We opened presents and finished just in time to get the phone call from Elder Haws in Alabama. Talking to him was so fun! And he sounds like he is doing really great. I can't believe that he has been out for almost 5 months already! Whew time is going faster than I thought, but that is a good thing! The traditional Dinner at Grandma's house was a welcome treat! of course afterwhich followed the game playing and chillaxin with all the fam. I do have pictures/videos, but those will have to wait till later. I lost my cord to transfer pictures :( But don't worry, I'll figure it out and pics will be coming soon!!! I hope everyone's Christmas was Fantabulous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6053248401040053373?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6053248401040053373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6053248401040053373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6053248401040053373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6053248401040053373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-09.html' title='Christmas 09!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5335903286367109111</id><published>2009-12-23T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T07:06:53.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I received this poem in an email today and I really thought it was awesome. I am not one that is usually into inspirational poems, I mean I read them and then forget them...but this one was pretty rad so I thought I would share as it is about that time for the New Years resolutions. Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To laugh often and much; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To appreciate beauty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To find the best in others, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, A garden patch or a redeemed social condition; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is to have succeeded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5335903286367109111?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5335903286367109111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5335903286367109111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5335903286367109111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5335903286367109111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/12/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-1275080800526110305</id><published>2009-12-15T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:54:38.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>I'm finally gonna go Christmas shopping today. I still have to get presents for EVERYONE except one person. That's right people, Christmas is next week and I have only purchased one present so far. Hopefully I can get most of it all today. Wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-1275080800526110305?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/1275080800526110305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=1275080800526110305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1275080800526110305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1275080800526110305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5436341031336706454</id><published>2009-12-07T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:19:05.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrigal Dinner</title><content type='html'>Yay for choir concerts!!!!! And BIG yay for Choir concerts that include a dinner :)!!!!!!!!!!!! This weekend was my little brothers Madrigal Dinner that his High School Choir department puts on. Since I was in the same choir it was fun to sit there and sing along to all the songs that I once sang as others watched. I do have to admit that after 3 hours had passed I was definitely ready to be done.....so I was glad that it ended 30 minutes later. Yes you read right it was a 3 1/2 hour thing whew! It was fun to see my little bro perform for the first time tho. He must have taken notes from me or something cuz dang he was good! (jk i'm really not that full of myself). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412511383047670082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sx0abRlQiUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/cXfxhL8NkbQ/s320/Thanksgiving+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;During dinner little groups go around and sing carols to different tables. Doesn't my bro look so cute?! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412511395965022754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sx0acBs_siI/AAAAAAAAAYo/soI2ney5bEk/s320/Thanksgiving+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412511387939970802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sx0abjzrHvI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0F0ORFLG3bs/s320/Thanksgiving+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412511401328284194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sx0acVrskiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9qRfgNmtMhE/s320/Thanksgiving+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Getting ready to leave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5436341031336706454?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5436341031336706454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5436341031336706454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5436341031336706454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5436341031336706454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/12/madrigal-dinner.html' title='Madrigal Dinner'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sx0abRlQiUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/cXfxhL8NkbQ/s72-c/Thanksgiving+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6599266964423843958</id><published>2009-11-30T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:26:46.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Thanksgiving was awesome this year as always. It's always great when the fam gets together! This year Trisha and Brynn wanted to host the festivities at their home in Phoenix. Brynn's mom filled the evening with fun activities which included a cookie exchange w/ fun little prizes for all! The scripture ornament exchange was fun as well! All of them were so dang cute this year! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917082281558546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPi7GG1whI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uOzQ03DcBVo/s320/Thanksgiving+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Trisha's fire set the perfect mood in the room lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917091332688690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPi7n0zCzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/t86W46cxgr0/s320/Thanksgiving+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While waiting for dinner, Dallin had this game we had to try. We are all supporting each others weight...Whew! Kinda tough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917099901014610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPi8HvpUlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/froCxCCUIeQ/s320/Thanksgiving+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chloe was absolutely adorable w/ her turkey hat. She struts into the room and says "I hear there is a prize for the most festive dressed..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917102960325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPi8TJCs8I/AAAAAAAAAYA/lrhVlxz8WjE/s320/Thanksgiving+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Too much turkey bud?...Me thinks so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917076883063634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPi6x_vQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXg/aerBBee4a4k/s320/Thanksgiving+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dilly Dall and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917212882195986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPjCsodVhI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Nf0wzv5dDI8/s320/Thanksgiving+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cheese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409917220672615762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPjDJp1tVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SOoYBV0LaIQ/s320/Thanksgiving+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He walked around w/ that bow on his head for a good 10 or 15 minutes without realizing it was there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6599266964423843958?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6599266964423843958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6599266964423843958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6599266964423843958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6599266964423843958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxPi7GG1whI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uOzQ03DcBVo/s72-c/Thanksgiving+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-293248429592511234</id><published>2009-11-24T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T05:37:40.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprepared</title><content type='html'>I am so not ready for Turkey day.....I have yet to get the food for my work pot luck OR for the actual turkey day. I also have not even BEGUN my scripture ornament (this is a tradition the girls in my family do in which we all make an ornament that relates to a scripture and exchange w/ each other). I know what I want to do....i think....but definitely should prolly get started on that today. Ya I'm pretty much over the Holiday's this year. Call me Scrooge.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-293248429592511234?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/293248429592511234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=293248429592511234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/293248429592511234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/293248429592511234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/unprepared.html' title='Unprepared'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4589377313718407539</id><published>2009-11-20T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:27:42.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest Little Vampire</title><content type='html'>So my coworker has this cute little 3 year old girl. We all know that kids love to get into things right? And we also know that every little girl loves to get into mama's makeup (all little girls except me that is, I guess i'm not normal). But this little girl is different tho, THIS little girls got skills. She managed to get into her mom's purse as they were driving down the road. Once her mom realized this she turned around to see this adorable little face: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406238414311383538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwbRMcAZ4fI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2vlCyVJ1QX4/s320/Lily.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? How freakin adorable is that?!?! She's got the eye shadow, the lip stick, and of course....the vampire teeth. How could you ever forget those?! I just thought this was too cute for words so just thought I'd share!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-4589377313718407539?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4589377313718407539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4589377313718407539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4589377313718407539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4589377313718407539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/cutest-little-vampire.html' title='Cutest Little Vampire'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwbRMcAZ4fI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2vlCyVJ1QX4/s72-c/Lily.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-7787488577506300453</id><published>2009-11-19T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:02:57.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwVeFWG72cI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SCpRD_YBhK8/s1600/nevershoutnever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405830373655173570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwVeFWG72cI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SCpRD_YBhK8/s320/nevershoutnever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confession....I have listened to the same artist over and over for the past 48 hours and NOTHING else. He is BRILLIANT!!!! Something about his music just makes me happy. Who is this person you ask? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never Shout Never. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Look him up. He's life changing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-7787488577506300453?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/7787488577506300453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=7787488577506300453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7787488577506300453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7787488577506300453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-stop.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwVeFWG72cI/AAAAAAAAAWk/SCpRD_YBhK8/s72-c/nevershoutnever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5791173343154061106</id><published>2009-11-16T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:28:02.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Scrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since &lt;a href="http://megisblogolicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/full-of-it.html"&gt;Megs&lt;/a&gt; passed this along to me I guess it is my turn for the some:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404718999057932642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwFrS1GnIWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/EBtjdcddLoc/s320/honest-scrap2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here are 10 honest things about me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; over school right now. These online classes are kicking my trash and I cannot wait until June when my Associates will be done and I can start attending the ground campus :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; snow. It's cold, it's wet, it's the cause of many accidents, it's just no bueno. After growing up in a place that snows pretty much every winter, I am GLAD that I live in Mesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was in 2 different quartets over the course of 6 years, and now after having being involved in absolutely nothing musical for the past 2 years I'm starting to wonder what I'm doing with my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even tho I miss it I am &lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;/strong&gt;glad that I left EAC when I did...cuz i'm over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss my darling little brother (who is serving a mission in Alabama) terribly. He is doing SO good, but really? still more than a year and a half till I see him again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a weird obsession for my plants at work. I even had a dream about them the other day...ya...weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've always wanted to be able to draw but am HORRIBLE at it. It is a talent that I definitely do not posess, and am severely jealous of those that can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love presents. I love to give them, I love to get them. Presents can seriously brighten any day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am a T.V. show junkie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate hair. I wish we all were bald and just didn't have to worry about it. Think about it, it wouldn't be weird if it's all we'd ever known and every one was always just...bald. Think of the time we could save!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well there you go! I would now like to pass on this piece of Honest scrap to some other fellow bloggers: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mern@ &lt;a href="http://maryannhaws.blogspot.com/"&gt;Welcome to Mern's World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ashlee@ &lt;a href="http://collinandashlee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashlee's Annals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tawnie@ &lt;a href="http://tawnieleal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Happily Ever After...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mattie Joe@ &lt;a href="http://mattiejdoyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mattie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mark@ &lt;a href="http://poppabass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Poppa Bass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope ya'll will want to share a little about urselves :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5791173343154061106?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5791173343154061106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5791173343154061106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5791173343154061106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5791173343154061106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/honest-scrap.html' title='Honest Scrap'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SwFrS1GnIWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/EBtjdcddLoc/s72-c/honest-scrap2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-8399221302658760199</id><published>2009-11-13T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:06:02.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas List</title><content type='html'>What better place to put my christmas list than on my blog right? Right! Honestly I don't care what I get, but just to help my sister get a few ideas here it is :) &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618594609299538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2Ce3FiAFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Y5vIX7CIlOE/s320/baby_mama_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As most know this is my FAVORITE movie. I lent it to someone and never got it back, so I would love to have another copy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618604871310178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2CfdUL22I/AAAAAAAAAVk/UIKa6rK70vE/s320/chi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think Mern is sick of me using her straightener so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618606111819250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2Cfh78hfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/prjjO2WoMH4/s320/jumper_cables.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For some reason I always have car trouble, these would be very handy! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618613209659218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2Cf8YM91I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ex4B7U5nWqo/s320/sumoact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok how awesome does this look?!?! Really any 1 person tube for my jet ski will do, but this just looked rad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618609980830674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2CfwWY89I/AAAAAAAAAV8/xH_2ro57VbA/s320/Torrid.gif" border="0" /&gt;I am in definite need of some new clothes so a gift card here would be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618723680991106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2CmX6nt4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/ScG5ZnIHlaU/s320/tow+rope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Been needing one of these for awhile for my wakeboard &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618729672503474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2CmuPG8LI/AAAAAAAAAWM/re66i7W3kvw/s320/up.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Now that I've been watching the nieces and nephews more i've realized that I have only 1 kid friendly movie and it skips. Some animated movies such as UP are awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403618734375825106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2Cm_wd7tI/AAAAAAAAAWU/YmWz2mhoiiI/s320/wakeboard+rack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A wakeboard rack for the jetski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-8399221302658760199?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8399221302658760199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=8399221302658760199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8399221302658760199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8399221302658760199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas List'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sv2Ce3FiAFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Y5vIX7CIlOE/s72-c/baby_mama_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-394956852285178328</id><published>2009-11-12T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:03:02.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Been a little lax on the blogging this week. Things have been kinda crazy at work. NE way. This past weekend I went to the AZ state fair to watch Kelly Clarkson. (Yes I managed to make it out of the fair without attracting any diseases) The concert was surprisingly WAY better than I thought it would be. I know the EA buddies, a.k.a Megs and Jenny, have a gigantic girl crush on Kelly and LOVED her show when they went before (at least I am determining that off a certain video floating around the internet in which they are all jumping up and down singing at the top of their lungs), but I had never seen Kelly so I didn't know what to think. It was rad. Kelly did some AMAZING covers of Patsy Kline and also a rad mash-up with Somebody from Kings of Leon and another song. So NE way. I only managed to get one pic of the event, but just know it was pretty rad!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403217244430291954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SvwVdNKIU_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/N25aq44ksNI/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On the way to the show....why am i not just smiling like all the other girls???....ya I don't know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-394956852285178328?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/394956852285178328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=394956852285178328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/394956852285178328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/394956852285178328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/past-weekend.html' title='Past Weekend'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SvwVdNKIU_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/N25aq44ksNI/s72-c/Pictures+from+my+activities+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5665009901958500612</id><published>2009-11-05T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:36:56.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral For a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400720611660938530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SvM2yDUuPSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iqfLgKmgUKY/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My heart has broken today..... I have lost a dear friend. Some may think I'm crazy, but it's true. I am not a plant person really, I've never owned plants of my own and used to forget to water my mom's if she was gone and they usually pretty much died by the time she got home. But I finally decided to take the plunge and buy a plant for my desk at work. A trip to Ikea and only an amazing $5.99 later I had a vase, 2 bamboo plants, and rocks. It came together quite nicely and for about a month I have nurtured these little guys. It is kinda sad how much so. I literally stare at them for a total of at LEAST an hour a day. There have been many conversations about my little plants and how wonderfully they are growing. The leaves on them are getting so big! My little babies were growing up so fast! To my extreme dismay one will never get to feel the sun again. It was tackled today by a stray football (the bane of my existence at my work life; seriously I HATE it when they get thrown around) spewing water and rocks all over my desk and snapping my little baby clean in TWO!!!!.... Trying to play it cool I cleaned up the mess and re-planted my one surving bamboo... With no where to bury my beautiful little plant I turn to the blogging world to give him some recognition. He was a good plant, and brought purpose to my life no matter how short lived it was..... Goodbye little friend. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400720604709247842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SvM2xpbT22I/AAAAAAAAAVE/3LvN1L8p19A/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poor lonely plant...look how sad he looks without his brother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5665009901958500612?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5665009901958500612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5665009901958500612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5665009901958500612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5665009901958500612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/funeral-for-friend.html' title='Funeral For a Friend'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SvM2yDUuPSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iqfLgKmgUKY/s72-c/Pictures+from+my+activities+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-8531102604451147314</id><published>2009-11-04T05:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T05:32:00.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Bummed</title><content type='html'>Probably the biggest highlight of my day is coming to work and before I do ANY amount of work I read all the new blogs that have been posted by family/friends. Today was the first day EVER that there were NO new blogs. My heart hurts. What am I now going to do for the next hour? Twiddle my thumbs? Actually work? Stare out the window?...... I need my blog stalking time people so get to blogging!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-8531102604451147314?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8531102604451147314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=8531102604451147314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8531102604451147314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8531102604451147314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/totally-bummed.html' title='Totally Bummed'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-2762289753990292624</id><published>2009-11-03T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T05:23:53.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>I'm moving. It's official! I will now be only 5 minutes from work which means an additional 25 minutes of sleep each morning. I am SSSOOOOOO excited about this fact. Just wanted to share! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-2762289753990292624?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/2762289753990292624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=2762289753990292624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2762289753990292624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2762289753990292624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-2084974434099662475</id><published>2009-11-02T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T06:58:55.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Ok there's gonna be a lot of pictures on this post just BEWARE!! First off just a few pix from work on Friday. We had a little Pot luck and some people were dressed up: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399516724044796322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7v2kd4kaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5eG7xJb3nM8/s320/Halloween+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Team lead dressed up as Otto from the Simpson's. He actually got 3rd at our work costume contest. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399516729337799906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7v24L1ZOI/AAAAAAAAATE/zGip0RYmyH0/s320/Halloween+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audra lovin my cute little Halloween dish at our potluck!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399516739427316978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7v3dxXNPI/AAAAAAAAATM/FB0gqp78mqg/s320/Halloween+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wish I could say this awesome puking pumpkin was my idea, but alas it wasn't. It still is freakin awesome though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to Saturday. Our murder mystery dinner party was a GREAT success!!!! Everyone really got into it and dressed up perfectly. Mern did a great job with making sure everything flowed smoothly, and it turns out SHE was the murderer! Little snake! Here are pictures from the event!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399518350309772658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7xVOxqzXI/AAAAAAAAATU/zv9ekyu-A9I/s320/Halloween+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I hardly even recognized her.....Ta da!!! It's BRYNN!! Otherwise known as Maxine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399518357593167586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7xVp6KluI/AAAAAAAAATc/Ni4SyrSczns/s320/Halloween+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't remember Trisha's character name, but she was the town gossip and she sure had the scoop on EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399518363670396850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7xWAjFv7I/AAAAAAAAATk/xqpA3-2QR_U/s320/Halloween+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Zack and Kara a.k.a Derek and Muffy...the bum with no job and the perfect (on the outside) wife. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399518372633071090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7xWh79TfI/AAAAAAAAATs/vtggFiIhrJI/s320/Halloween+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The whole group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399518379160921282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7xW6QUZMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/F3xhIh4UY38/s320/Halloween+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399518994049780994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7x6s5PzQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kAaWX-YDXkE/s320/Halloween+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sista's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519001509308178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7x7IrvJxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2vuMd3PXogg/s320/Halloween+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Roomate Roy and I...he was standing on a chair, that's why my neck looks like it's gonna fall off &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519008166713762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7x7he_GaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/jmtsF6eo-t0/s320/Halloween+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Still can't get over that blonde hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519014619785618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7x75hhKZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1Nox886RDwA/s320/Halloween+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakeb (the spooky guy who spoke in riddles) and me (the drama queen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519022153101842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7x8VlmchI/AAAAAAAAAUc/75l7OviaTDk/s320/Halloween+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She's doin my signature kissy face so I HAD to put this on there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-2084974434099662475?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/2084974434099662475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=2084974434099662475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2084974434099662475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2084974434099662475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Su7v2kd4kaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5eG7xJb3nM8/s72-c/Halloween+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-3302231013439004693</id><published>2009-10-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:02:08.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpking Carving Time!</title><content type='html'>So i haven't carved a pumpkin in YEARS. Seriously it's been forever. This year I was really bummed because I wanted to carve a pumpkin but the only chance I thought I had was when my sister invited me like 2 weeks ago and I couldn't go because of previous plans. I know FML. However, yesterday there was a silver lining, angels were singing and I knew that Jesus loved me because not only did I get to carve &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; pumpkin, but&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt;!. It was pretty rad not gonna lie. The first pumpkin was at work. There was a competition at work to see who could carve the best pumpkin, but it had to look like our manager. I have to admit ours didn't turn out like we had hoped, but hey what are you gonna do? The MORON that was supposed to bring this really cool tool to do it on our team just randomly didn't show up until AFTER the meeting. Pretty sure I'm still upset about that. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397659985431030306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhXKKH06iI/AAAAAAAAARc/gvd1xd4c8rI/s320/Halloween+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So the guy in the red, gray hair next to me? Ya that would be the one that was supposed to bring the tools. This was the day before yesterday when we were cleaning it all out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397659992486107186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhXKkZ42DI/AAAAAAAAARk/jm_ggnXUmHQ/s320/Halloween+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because he didn't show up I was forced to work with only these tools. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397660000326896530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhXLBnRy5I/AAAAAAAAARs/ZhnRB958Daw/s320/Halloween+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I kinda just did what others told me to do&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397660008852150498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhXLhX22OI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Y3tnUyrP3QM/s320/Halloween+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The end result&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397660725812925954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhX1QQoFgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_mEgq6hKoik/s320/Halloween+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya looks nothing like him lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway I get off work (after moving all my stuff to a new building cuz of remodeling) and get a call from my sister Trisha to see if I want to go to this pumpkin carving contest with them? FRICK yes I do! Never mind that I have ridiculous amounts of homework to do and my favorite T.V. show is on, I was so in. The contest was at the cutest little coffee shop ever in downtown Phoenix. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't worry&lt;/span&gt; we all one prizes cuz that's how amazing we are at this pumpkin business. We went with our game faces on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664735792690994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhbeqmTdzI/AAAAAAAAASE/zTpl7F-g_xc/s320/Halloween+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brynn was having issues at first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664742319746322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhbfC6ebRI/AAAAAAAAASM/E2XaC9gNe_E/s320/Halloween+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Trish was super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664748386069602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhbfZgzLGI/AAAAAAAAASU/gArjuBSi13Q/s320/Halloween+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya I don't know WHAT was going on here lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664755257195970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhbfzHAPcI/AAAAAAAAASc/Ab4XoYb97wA/s320/Halloween+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antonio was NOT having any of the pumpkin carving business. He was content to just watch and be the picture taker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664765662240978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhbgZ3woNI/AAAAAAAAASk/_6LP9-qogjg/s320/Halloween+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pumpkin is the mummy and Trisha's is the Witch (2nd and 3rd place)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664916600971410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhbpMKW4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/VMqq_FVxFyo/s320/Halloween+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The owner fell in LOVE with Brynn's pumpkin. You have to admit it is pretty frickin rad considering that was the name of the Coffee house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-3302231013439004693?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/3302231013439004693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=3302231013439004693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3302231013439004693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3302231013439004693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpking-carving-time.html' title='Pumpking Carving Time!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuhXKKH06iI/AAAAAAAAARc/gvd1xd4c8rI/s72-c/Halloween+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4415247988470558526</id><published>2009-10-23T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:04:04.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace Posers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You all know those Myspace pictures that get taken. The kissy face (I am SO guilty of this), the thug peace sign, the bathroom pic's, the self images. Well yesterday my two team leads (yes the leads on the team the ones that are supposed to be the best. The leaders. The EXAMPLES) decided they wanted to put on my sunglasses and do a myspace shootout. Here are the results :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395795680285009762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuG3lUP5p2I/AAAAAAAAARI/GLuZ8esMHJk/s320/.+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395795686455211810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuG3lrO_dyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/XEBJprSnEuM/s320/.+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Crack me right up and call me Susy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-4415247988470558526?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4415247988470558526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4415247988470558526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4415247988470558526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4415247988470558526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/myspace-posers.html' title='Myspace Posers'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SuG3lUP5p2I/AAAAAAAAARI/GLuZ8esMHJk/s72-c/.+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5267936508471277456</id><published>2009-10-21T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:30:15.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food For Thought...</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would let you all know some questions that I was thinking about this morning. We live in a strange country with some strange language problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is abbreviation such a long word?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why isn't phonetics spelled phonetically?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are there brail signs at the drive through window at the bank?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's another word for synonym?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where do forest rangers go to "get away from it all"?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would a fly that loses its wings be called a walk?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a turtle loses its shell would it be naked or homeless?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If people can have triplets and quadruplets, why not singlets and dublets?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If con is the opposite of pro, is congress the opposite of progress?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If flying is so safe, why is the airport called a terminal?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is dyslexic so hard to spell?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just some food for thought....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5267936508471277456?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5267936508471277456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5267936508471277456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5267936508471277456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5267936508471277456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/food-for-thought.html' title='Food For Thought...'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-3052201837656621060</id><published>2009-10-20T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T06:44:56.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go look</title><content type='html'>Posted B-day wishes for one of the BF's Jensen Clifford on my other blog. If you don't know this blog check it out at dickieandnancy.blogspot.com !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-3052201837656621060?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/3052201837656621060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=3052201837656621060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3052201837656621060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3052201837656621060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-look.html' title='Go look'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4539210259809344617</id><published>2009-10-19T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:08:10.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;didn't &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I do this weekend? Friday night started out with a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Since departing from the beloved EAC I have not yet attended any sort of dance party while living here in Mesa. HUGE mistake, cuz at EA we used to get down yo! You girls who danced it up wit me know what i'm talkin. NE way. Went with the girls, met up with some random old acquaintances (sp?) and all in all had a BLAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394309780852064418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxwKlgaQKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/iGnSKD4Rjws/s320/Wedding+weekend+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Before the festivities began &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394309795784888866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxwLdIrEiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/onQzEWIvRdc/s320/Wedding+weekend+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YUP.&lt;/div&gt;Saturday morning I had to wake up early and drive all the way to Round Valley (those who know me how much I despise going to that town. LOVE love LOVE being with my family, but the town leaves a bad taste in my mouth. bleh) But I bit the bullet to attend my friend Danika's wedding. SO glad that I did! She was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and so was the whole wedding. The best part was catching up with the old High School group of friends and having the "remember when?" talk. Normally I hate that conversation, BUT this particular session had a lot of laughter, I almost pee'd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394311354910662050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxxmNVOXaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/9KySGG2fSnU/s320/Wedding+weekend+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Arby's after the wedding ceremony waiting for the reception&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394311361370042306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxxmlZQr8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5tBf7k5lfDY/s320/Wedding+weekend+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lens at the thought of having kids lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394311377753437314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxxnibXdII/AAAAAAAAAQI/mU10tzm7Adg/s320/Wedding+weekend+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jo with her sweet boy Joah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394311388673208002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxxoLG17sI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ta3msaZy-Bo/s320/Wedding+weekend+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The whole crew (minus a few) with the Bride! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up Sunday and drove home. The weekend felt like it flew by cuz I was driving most of it, but all in all it was a HUGE success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-4539210259809344617?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4539210259809344617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4539210259809344617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4539210259809344617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4539210259809344617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/past-weekend.html' title='Past Weekend'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StxwKlgaQKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/iGnSKD4Rjws/s72-c/Wedding+weekend+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-7452906521085911253</id><published>2009-10-15T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:19:33.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Girls and a Cyst</title><content type='html'>The other night I was shown the most interesting video of my life. I think it is the only thing that has made me gag repeatedly, and yet not be able to take my eyes off the screen. The best part is the girl video-ing in the background and all of the things that she says. If you would like to get a laugh/be grossed out go youtube two girls and a cyst and watch two girls drain a cyst on a guys neck. If you are into healthcare, and like that kind of grossness then you will LOVE this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. somewhere in the last few seconds of the video the girl hurls out the F-bomb. If you wish to avoid this just shut off with about 10-15 seconds left. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-7452906521085911253?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/7452906521085911253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=7452906521085911253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7452906521085911253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7452906521085911253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-girls-and-cyst.html' title='Two Girls and a Cyst'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-2006625835938672633</id><published>2009-10-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T07:26:07.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeze Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this weekend I went camping with a group of friends. When I first heard about this camping trip I thought that it would be in the desert somewhere and the weather here is GORGEOUS right now, so I knew it was going to be an awesome trip. Little did I know that we were ACTUALLY going to Flagstaff and the temperature was going to be below freezing. WHAT?! Yes, Yes we did. We left Friday evening and the excitement began. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714736210674546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM3_G4Tg3I/AAAAAAAAANA/JHyg4ckCRuI/s320/Lava+Tubes+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long sleeves and scarves. Prepared little chicka's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714751172633506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM3_-ng46I/AAAAAAAAANI/q8DyqtZrJcI/s320/Lava+Tubes+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yay for camping! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714759926916242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM4AfOspJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/wPF8onf4DYQ/s320/Lava+Tubes+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714765759567666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM4A09T1zI/AAAAAAAAANY/WdujRZV0-vI/s320/Lava+Tubes+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dancing in the street we were so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN REALITY SET IN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391715406355991986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM4mHXZjbI/AAAAAAAAANg/1r-NQSJkLjE/s320/Lava+Tubes+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was midnight and it was FREEZING&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391715418000588498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM4myvr_tI/AAAAAAAAANo/DC7nYBNw5Is/s320/Lava+Tubes+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This was our reality; the cold hard truth. The first night was probably the most miserable experience of my life. The air pump was forgotten for our mattresses, I had to blow mine up with my little lips. No one slept well because it was so cold, and everyones tensions were very high. LUCKILY once morning hit things started turning around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716421873273858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM5hOdljAI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvUHROyogNQ/s320/Lava+Tubes+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716428296331858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM5hmY9olI/AAAAAAAAAN4/WZUP_tlzBX8/s320/Lava+Tubes+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Breakfast was DELICIOUS. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, and Julie decided to cook her lunchable as well. (seriously) The rest of the days activities included: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391717342848002674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM6W1XEqnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/oE0_QxXxMb4/s320/Lava+Tubes+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shooting BB guns :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391717352558694498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM6XZiSEGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uXuBDS9LXV4/s320/Lava+Tubes+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391717361416404754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM6X6iH_xI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/dqGihYfa7a0/s320/Lava+Tubes+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Spelunking through the Lava Tubes (SO fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391717369884144818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM6YaE_dLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/pXVbYqiTkRs/s320/Lava+Tubes+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting by the fire. (For some reason night #2 wasn't as cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391717381043235122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM6ZDphqTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3DJPDokwG7s/s320/Lava+Tubes+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And Jakes FAMOUS DeLiCiOuS Peach cobbler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the end it was a very fun trip, just started out a little rocky. It's always great to have good times with people that you love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. Here is a video for you enjoyment :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c93ecf35c102a273" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc93ecf35c102a273%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331404765%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2416D66DB6802A9735124FD5E9AB1A64855636DA.1670731E6FD623A54A69C15D5AE170B107D8009B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc93ecf35c102a273%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhBhtv_iXR4jZk2h5yxFd9Yrtw2g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc93ecf35c102a273%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331404765%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2416D66DB6802A9735124FD5E9AB1A64855636DA.1670731E6FD623A54A69C15D5AE170B107D8009B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc93ecf35c102a273%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhBhtv_iXR4jZk2h5yxFd9Yrtw2g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-2006625835938672633?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/2006625835938672633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=2006625835938672633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2006625835938672633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2006625835938672633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/freeze-fest.html' title='Freeze Fest'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/StM3_G4Tg3I/AAAAAAAAANA/JHyg4ckCRuI/s72-c/Lava+Tubes+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-9190558855605888666</id><published>2009-10-08T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:16:32.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Ss65Ei-QogI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GDhZlLpdJag/s1600-h/rubik_s_cube.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390449291767620098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Ss65Ei-QogI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GDhZlLpdJag/s320/rubik_s_cube.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am addicted to this cube. I spend ALL day at work solving this cube and then scrambling it up again....to just solve it again. First it came to the races with coworkers to see who could win in a solving race. Then it began to get into timing each other to see who could complete it the fastest. Decided to switch it up a little and solve different sides. NOW I have even begun solving it one handed. It's true. If you want HOURS of endless entertainment...learn how to solve the cube of&lt;br /&gt;Rubic (name that movie anyone?), then you might be just as addicted as me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-9190558855605888666?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/9190558855605888666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=9190558855605888666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/9190558855605888666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/9190558855605888666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-confession.html' title='I have a Confession'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Ss65Ei-QogI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GDhZlLpdJag/s72-c/rubik_s_cube.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-3051746149757547133</id><published>2009-10-01T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:48:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsTBOzOvVmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Rhx046upb84/s1600-h/glee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387643514256316002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsTBOzOvVmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Rhx046upb84/s320/glee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new addiction to t.v. shows is Glee. Story line just hits a little close to home...just a little. The story is excellent, the characters hilarious, and lets be honest the music sometimes corny but most of the time AMAZING. Last nights "Somebody to Love" was the PERFECT ending to the episode. Dang those kids can sing!! Guest star Kristin Chenowith was of course an ever delightful treat. All in all I just love this show. So much so, that I have even purchased the "I'm a Gleek" T-shirt and wear it with pride. If you once sung in the High school choir otherwise known as the Glee Club, then go watch this show! I promise you won't be disappointed :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-3051746149757547133?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/3051746149757547133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=3051746149757547133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3051746149757547133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3051746149757547133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/10/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsTBOzOvVmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Rhx046upb84/s72-c/glee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6106958891422508346</id><published>2009-09-29T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:06:47.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk like an Egyptian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's done folks. I HAVE walked like an Egyptian. Walked in their deserts, walked in their mountains, and on their beaches as well. We had an AMAZING trip!! Words can't even describe, so i'll just have to let the pictures do the explaining :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386885814313065410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQG2-4m8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/kzjxrXdhilc/s320/Egypt+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There were always random donkey carts goin down the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386885823971025986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQHa9hZEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DPZw9VLPpBI/s320/Egypt+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First day there, on Aunt's balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386885839212463922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQITvXRzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0ZoIQk7w2MI/s320/Egypt+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Great Pyramids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386885847572731170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQIy4m1SI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZSLTVenooBM/s320/Egypt+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My first camel ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386885863341278930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQJtoHxtI/AAAAAAAAALI/HLXwyEUzn3Q/s320/Egypt+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Sphinx!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386886410330514034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQpjUhInI/AAAAAAAAALQ/olvYGl9Pi1c/s320/Egypt+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not sure why the picture is blurry, but this is the felucca ride down the NILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386886425477495650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQqbv1u2I/AAAAAAAAALY/e1VSU4Llclk/s320/Egypt+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This how I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386886435360687842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQrAkLRuI/AAAAAAAAALg/vUMcLJhHczM/s320/Egypt+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Outside the Muhammed Ali Mosque with the City behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386886445216107042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQrlR5CiI/AAAAAAAAALo/97tR4HHgjBo/s320/Egypt+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is what happens on a 6 hour car ride with no radio/cd's and only desert to look at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386886458332810002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQsWJKCxI/AAAAAAAAALw/CkM9ihaxg-4/s320/Egypt+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had JUST reached the top of Mt. Sinai...whew what a relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887328170329266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRe-ilRLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ocA5jgTNE10/s320/Egypt+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I STILL can't get over how amazing the sunrise was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887336748039970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRfefqvyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/q5f8eCTRpx0/s320/Egypt+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;4 wheeling at the Red Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887342652086194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRf0fTV7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dpbf5QQi6NA/s320/Egypt+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We stopped at a Bedouin Tent along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887354368341330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRggIrNVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lc3MNnQVV0g/s320/Egypt+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Snorkeling at the Red Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887365466689586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRhJeukDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kVBxQDIvsDc/s320/Egypt+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The most BEAUTIFUL water EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887588557758258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRuIjyHzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5ex6MRNfzis/s320/Egypt+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The end of the trip...almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386887597010507346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIRuoDE1lI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VOyyYibj9us/s320/Egypt+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Times Square New York!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have more pictures, but I didn't want to make this the LONGEST post ever so I just put highlights from pretty much each event. All in all it was a great trip. It was SO hott there, but what are you gonna do? We still had a wicked fun time. GOOD ONE, good one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6106958891422508346?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6106958891422508346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6106958891422508346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6106958891422508346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6106958891422508346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/09/walk-like-egyptian.html' title='Walk like an Egyptian'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SsIQG2-4m8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/kzjxrXdhilc/s72-c/Egypt+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-819324717457925981</id><published>2009-09-08T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:58:31.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember How...</title><content type='html'>Remember how i'm going to Egypt tomorrow. What??? Yes, it's finally here. Halle-freakin-lujah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-819324717457925981?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/819324717457925981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=819324717457925981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/819324717457925981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/819324717457925981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/09/remember-how.html' title='Remember How...'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-1798189938159859503</id><published>2009-09-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:23:30.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe that there are only 5 more days until Egypt!! I feel like I have so little time and so much to do. Especially at work. I only have 1 more work day after today, and SO many little loose ends that I need to tie up and secure. But you can be that I'm gonna do it, cuz nothin is gonna keep my from AFRICA!!!! Next week you may all picture me engaging in the following activities: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377632331086165970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SqEwHPsL99I/AAAAAAAAAKA/60FGKSLncwE/s320/Ancient-Egypt-Pyramids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Touring the Egyptian Pyramids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377632333396318946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SqEwHYS-GuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rueSKJXdnI4/s320/aunt+phyllis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hanging out with my Awesome Aunt and Cousins! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377632343673096034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SqEwH-lJR2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fY7xv2sMU2M/s320/camel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riding a camel&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377632351790245938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SqEwIc0bKDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Vip7UoAZr6I/s320/mosesmount.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hiking Mount Sinai at 4 am....look at that sunrise, i will see that soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377632361180556418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SqEwI_zP7II/AAAAAAAAAKg/Xb2cc2nOdfY/s320/RedSea_Nile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Snorkeling in the red sea...I might try to part it too....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There you have it. Those are a few things on the list of activities. Of course there will be tons of shopping and seeing other sights as well. I'm going to flippin Egypt! What?!?!?!?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-1798189938159859503?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/1798189938159859503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=1798189938159859503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1798189938159859503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1798189938159859503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-more-days.html' title='5 more days!!!!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SqEwHPsL99I/AAAAAAAAAKA/60FGKSLncwE/s72-c/Ancient-Egypt-Pyramids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-7979562012602945545</id><published>2009-09-03T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:21:51.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-7979562012602945545?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/7979562012602945545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=7979562012602945545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7979562012602945545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7979562012602945545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much-to-do.html' title='So much to do!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-7919994777339280050</id><published>2009-08-28T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:40:50.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Spf52-i5vtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HK1IBCJfEIo/s1600-h/canon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375039403187617490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Spf52-i5vtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HK1IBCJfEIo/s320/canon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, in preperation for my FANTASTIC trip to Egypt coming up I went and bought a new camera. My old camera is still in PERFECT condition, but I lost the charging cord for it. Lame sauce right? RIGHT! I have searched high and low for a replacement cord and purchased the wrong cord from Best Buy TWICE. So after full frustration I decided to cut my losses and just get a new camera. After spending a good 45 minutes looking at camera's I decided to go with the Canon powershot (which was recommended by several friends) . It is a very cute little camera and I am STOAKED to document all of my travels in 2 weeks.&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/1069358346612034358-7919994777339280050?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/7919994777339280050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=7919994777339280050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7919994777339280050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7919994777339280050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Spf52-i5vtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HK1IBCJfEIo/s72-c/canon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-7452985176572819230</id><published>2009-08-13T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:20:55.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I had the CRAZIEST experience this morning. My dream spoke to me. I was dreaming that I was at my parents house in Round valley. I was talking on the phone with this crazy girl, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369449358258037922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoQdviZrZKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8WrqUT1wUGU/s320/Megs+the+unicorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;and I kept telling her that I needed to get off the phone. I needed to leave my parents house and go. We kept talking and again I told her that I needed to go. We finally hung up and I walked into my parents living room where all of these people were sitting. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369450520262446690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoQezLNHjmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gmVZOnIzHk8/s320/family" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone was there. I told everyone that I needed to go. A few of the family kept telling me that they were going to stay for a couple of days and use vacation. They wanted me to stay too, but i kept telling them "No I have to go. I have to go to work. I have to go to work!" For some reason I had to leave and quickly because I knew that I had to go to work. Then I woke up, realizing that it was 5:36 and I had 24 minutes until I had to be to work. I was going to be late. MY DREAM WAS TELLING ME TO LEAVE BECAUSE I HAD TO GO TO WORK!!! How crazy is that?! So now I am here&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369452984536721714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoQhCnV46TI/AAAAAAAAAJE/X3qNcQGSKhA/s320/work.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work finally. I was late. But would've been later if my dream hadn't spoken to meeeee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-7452985176572819230?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/7452985176572819230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=7452985176572819230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7452985176572819230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7452985176572819230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoQdviZrZKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8WrqUT1wUGU/s72-c/Megs+the+unicorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-932749047816809547</id><published>2009-08-12T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:37:47.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Gestures</title><content type='html'>Today I was speaking minding my own business, sitting at my desk talking to a student. When all of the sudden to my surprise Rose petals started falling from the skies!!! I turned around to see where they could be coming from but alas no one was there. Upon further investigation (looking outside of my cube) I saw a member of my team running around the corner. I walked down the isle and noticed that another girl on my team also had rose petals all over her desk. Apparently a guy on our team wanted to make us feel special on this lovely day... Aren't rose petals just the greatest? Even when there is no romantic implication they are just...nice. Fun to play with, so soft and silky. I sat there playing with them as I talked and thank that boy for his simple gesture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209714712154386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoNDycn-kRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k1Izc7shAEA/s320/audra%27s+cube.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The other girls cube&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209722813174866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoNDy6zaVFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3kynTngSIXc/s320/my+desk+roses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cube&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209732446294674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoNDzesIEpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EzWLq5-6R7s/s320/iloveuroses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me playing around and taking pictures with the petals...just thought this one was neat-o-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-932749047816809547?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/932749047816809547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=932749047816809547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/932749047816809547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/932749047816809547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-gestures.html' title='Simple Gestures'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SoNDycn-kRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k1Izc7shAEA/s72-c/audra%27s+cube.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-885534075655781011</id><published>2009-08-11T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:46:15.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meetings</title><content type='html'>Have you ever sat in a meeting and thought to yourself "I have NO clue what is going on right now."? It seems that whenever I enter that confined little room and sit around that conference table that my mind just checks out. I start thinking about the wonderful peach mango drink that I have in my hand...how big my fingers are...what I'm going to do after work... what I'm going to do on the weekend.... Is he talking to me?....Smile and nod....Pay attention....I really need a bobby pin. All of these RIDICULOUS things keep popping in tossing and turning. And before I know it the meeting is done. Oh sweet relief. I pick up my notebook walk out the door....and blog about how I didn't learn anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-885534075655781011?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/885534075655781011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=885534075655781011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/885534075655781011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/885534075655781011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/08/meetings.html' title='Meetings'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4111306438455649027</id><published>2009-07-10T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T07:59:03.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>Oh man last night was an AMAZING night. Sitting on row 5 for Wicked was like a dream come true. It was a completely different show from the last time that I watched it. Being that close and seeing the characters facial expressions was crazy! It really made the whole story that much more personable. LOVE it! If you have not seen this show you must! I've got to say it has to be my favorite show so far of all that I have seen. Truly amazing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356845617450372882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SldWtRC8zxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wQm8if2tfAQ/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The map on the front of the stage as we were waiting for the show to start&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356845623235127298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SldWtmmJKAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/c5APhCJuvEg/s320/mom+and+i+kissy+face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pictures are kind of bad because we had to take them on the phone and snap them before the old ladies saw us and confiscated. (mom and I doin the kissy face)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356845628012459442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SldWt4ZJdbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MHg2V5nRt1U/s320/mom+and+i+smile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had so much fun taking picture after picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-4111306438455649027?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4111306438455649027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4111306438455649027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4111306438455649027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4111306438455649027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/07/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SldWtRC8zxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wQm8if2tfAQ/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5664226561014037196</id><published>2009-07-08T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:35:49.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 little Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that my nieces and nephews are the cutest things ever on earth! This past weekend we all went to Grandma's house for the 4th of July and I just watched the 4 of them all weekend and couldn't seem to get enough. They are all so sweet and each has their own different little personality. Chloe is the mother hen of them all and likes to be in charge of the situation. Max is the stud muffin tuff guy that still enjoys a good cuddle in the morning. Annie is the sweet angelic quiet one that can always cheer you up with her smile. And Jensen is the adventurous one that likes to jump off things and venture out to try new things. I can't wait for niece/nephew # 5 to get here and find out what little person he/she will be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081463261190354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SlSfto282NI/AAAAAAAAAHE/viV8-5qXfH4/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Annie on her Birthday! See what I mean about the sweet smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081477003222802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SlSfucDTnxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WwOQQ2V2F_w/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Stud Muffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081487703029394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SlSfvD6VtpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hZIC1fNJaFE/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hit it Mr. T!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081491258414418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SlSfvRKAlVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R5B-2m4-rPo/s320/Pictures+from+my+activities+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chloe likes to sing...but she LOVES to sing John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5664226561014037196?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5664226561014037196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5664226561014037196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5664226561014037196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5664226561014037196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-little-blessings.html' title='4 little Blessings'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SlSfto282NI/AAAAAAAAAHE/viV8-5qXfH4/s72-c/Pictures+from+my+activities+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-4891579359422870391</id><published>2009-06-29T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:52:59.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures from Spirit week at work</title><content type='html'>I just got more pictures of this spirit week from a coworker so I thought that I would post these pictures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352808556966647490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Skj_BayrFsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W7eQhUMpQRw/s320/brandi,+audra,+I+beach+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach day girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352808558336998738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Skj_Bf5Y_VI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_0y7kVv-YMs/s320/hey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heeeeyyy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352808561063036818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Skj_BqDVB5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/JYJZ9brij6Q/s320/kara,+aaron,+audra,+i+beach+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Part of the crew posing for beach day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352808563387596098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Skj_Byti_UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cQn8z7-C5ZM/s320/kissy+face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kissy Face&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352808568967873234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Skj_CHf_QtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xqjmoIPGAP0/s320/Me+team+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another new years pic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-4891579359422870391?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/4891579359422870391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=4891579359422870391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4891579359422870391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/4891579359422870391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-pictures-from-spirit-week-at-work.html' title='More Pictures from Spirit week at work'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Skj_BayrFsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W7eQhUMpQRw/s72-c/brandi,+audra,+I+beach+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5935118900149364819</id><published>2009-06-26T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:34:27.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at work</title><content type='html'>This past week at work we have been having spirit week at work. Yes this is RIDICULOUSLY highschool, but still why not make fun out of it? Today was team day and every team was supposed to come up with a theme and roll with it. Our team decided to do "Through the Holidays". Each of us came dressed up as a different Holiday. Mern's team all dressed like runners and they became "pell chasers" in memory of all of our students that get their pell money and then disappear off of the face of the planet. It has been pretty fun so far!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351675316221586626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SkT4WICdLMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/62pRLCRAfYg/s320/new+years+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can you guess which Holiday I am? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351675318960851218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SkT4WSPjCRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2TiyTVN9kow/s320/fun+at+work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mern and I &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5935118900149364819?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5935118900149364819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5935118900149364819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5935118900149364819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5935118900149364819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-at-work.html' title='Fun at work'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SkT4WICdLMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/62pRLCRAfYg/s72-c/new+years+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-1531885274216612961</id><published>2009-06-22T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:33:43.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lake Powell for 5 days? HOLLA!!!! SO SO SO SO So much fun. Mern and I got invited to go toLake Powell again with Trisha and Brynn (Brynn's parents have a house boat there). We got to spend 5 days of relaxing, swimming, playing on the jet ski, cliff jumping, etc. I'm sure you get the drift. It was amazing. We were in the calmest cove and had total and complete privacy the entire time. B-E-A-utiful at lake powell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350158843027825586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-VHxKWo7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/LcQywvqExNU/s320/Rope+Tying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the nights Steve decided to give us rope tieing lessons. I now know how to tie up my jetski. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350158697885645938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-U_UdwvHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BGAKa3-kpIM/s320/driving+to+padre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Driving out to Padre Bay we rode up on the front of the boat. Coolest ride ever up there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350158710764012850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-VAEcNBTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nyX9C_STZ2s/s320/Rainbow+Bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On Wednesday we went up to Rainbow Bridge, one of natures beauties. On the way back to the house boat we stopped at Dangling Rope Marina to get some Ice cream... yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350158708217146978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-U_68-7mI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3v3xzx0GV6M/s320/POWELL+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brynn and I on the Jet ski&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350158705109281298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-U_vYAqhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Fd6xeqa9_28/s320/Jumping+off+house+boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our first jump off of the house boat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350158700676716706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-U_e3NGKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KJdl2RnNg90/s320/Antonio+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Antonio and I at Dangling Rope waiting for the ice cream. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-1531885274216612961?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/1531885274216612961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=1531885274216612961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1531885274216612961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/1531885274216612961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/lake-powell.html' title='Lake Powell!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sj-VHxKWo7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/LcQywvqExNU/s72-c/Rope+Tying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-8629426649708519392</id><published>2009-06-08T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:56:08.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since my last blog was about the anticipation of going to the lake I thought I would send a picture of how the day went. It was awesome! I think my dad was like a little school boy. He is so proud that he holds the record of speed on the new jetski. I think he'll hold it for awhile too! He went 53 mph! The fastest that I feel comfortable at is around 40 mph. I don't have any pictures of me on the ski because the one that I took was on a different camer, but here is on of Mern and Dad heading out! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345001575174366306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Si1CnRQr5GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Lq9fs_RTvOU/s320/SKI+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-8629426649708519392?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8629426649708519392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=8629426649708519392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8629426649708519392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8629426649708519392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Si1CnRQr5GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Lq9fs_RTvOU/s72-c/SKI+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6396914843782197675</id><published>2009-06-04T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:07:06.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon on the Lake</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here at work just wishing that the time would go by faster! I'm taking off a little earlier than normal today to meet my parents at the lake. They wanna see and check out the new Jet Ski so we're gonna take her out! But as always when there is something fun about to happen... the clock is savoring every second and won't just hurry up! I have tried doing things that usually make my day go faster but even those have just not helped. And of course i know the more I think about it the slower it is going to go...but the way I see it, it is already just crawling along right now how much slower could it possibly go? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6396914843782197675?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6396914843782197675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6396914843782197675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6396914843782197675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6396914843782197675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/afternoon-on-lake.html' title='Afternoon on the Lake'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-2622976554147172745</id><published>2009-06-03T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:22:13.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year of Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiaG45qqWMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hRwhY4eUfyE/s1600-h/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106320032225474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiaG45qqWMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hRwhY4eUfyE/s320/award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well man time has flown by apparently! I just received my award for my 1st year of service at the University of Phoenix. I can't believe that I have already been working here for that long! It seems like just yesterday I moved down to this valley and now I have lived here over a year. Wow! I am definitely grateful for the wonderful job that I have. I am excited every day to go to work; I love what I do! It is not often, especially with the economy today that you can find a job; much less a job that you like. I was very fortunate to receive this job and continue to love it every day! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106317528540466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiaG4wVvJTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5pN5CkT2FSg/s320/one+year+of+service.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thankyou for your service clock! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-2622976554147172745?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/2622976554147172745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=2622976554147172745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2622976554147172745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/2622976554147172745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-year-of-service.html' title='1 Year of Service'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiaG45qqWMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hRwhY4eUfyE/s72-c/award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5010647860806606639</id><published>2009-06-01T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:58:47.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last weekend we went out on Trisha's boat. As always it was a good time. I was violently thrown from the jetski...it had so much of an impact it completely unzipped my zipper on my life jacket. Talk about crazy!!!! Such a good time. I've decided that I could live at the lake. Maybe I will someday! Hmm.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465939866383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiRAd3pb8tI/AAAAAAAAAEM/byDBln0S6xU/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me cruisin the boat through the canyon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465954637286354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiRAeurGC9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/QqzIiJ5Kmq0/s320/trisha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trisha's cheesy smile...I think this was even take two...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465957702213938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiRAe6F1ITI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wruwQ1lIgiQ/s320/scary.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Talk about scary...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465943549123234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiRAeFXeGqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vi2marLsj3c/s320/Lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Holla!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5010647860806606639?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5010647860806606639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5010647860806606639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5010647860806606639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5010647860806606639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/06/lake-time.html' title='Lake Time!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SiRAd3pb8tI/AAAAAAAAAEM/byDBln0S6xU/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-7464776197576098269</id><published>2009-05-29T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:45:51.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh_z3pNculI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wSq6Gyo2RAE/s1600-h/newtoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341255820365314642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh_z3pNculI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wSq6Gyo2RAE/s320/newtoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well everyone...the fun has arrived!! Last night I purchased a new Jet ski. I went with the intention of only looking, but couldn't help myself with the good deal they gave me. It's beautiful! Brand new 2008, 3 seater, sea doo GTI. I don't think it has quite settled in yet that it's mine. Mern and I are definitely gonna be havin a blast on the lake this summer that's all I gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341256713914597042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh_0rp8MvrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dKrifZkwJLo/s320/me+and+jetski.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know the pictures aren't that great, but here is one of me as they are about to load it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341256718622013074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh_0r7eiNpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VZ1HupnOOTM/s320/mern+and+jetski.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mern holding the paperwork.&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/1069358346612034358-7464776197576098269?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/7464776197576098269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=7464776197576098269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7464776197576098269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/7464776197576098269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh_z3pNculI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wSq6Gyo2RAE/s72-c/newtoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-111140930550602140</id><published>2009-05-28T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:40:44.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>This weekend our family had our first family reunion at Roosevelt lake. What did that result in? A weekend of pure bliss thats what. There is nothing I love more than family, also nothing I love more than the lake...put them together and boom baby! It's time to rock en roll! I didn't really dig the camping tho. I've decided that I'm not much of a camper. It's aight but not my fav thing to do. Next year we're doing the same thing, but we'll be staying in a house so it will be a lot better! Woot Woot! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340868347777074482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh6TdxVhRTI/AAAAAAAAADU/T6ycs7i7MUA/s320/bro%27s+and+sis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;       We took family pictures while we were there and this was a cute one! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340868358994385314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh6TebH72aI/AAAAAAAAADc/yVhaFqNq97A/s320/mom+and+dad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My mom and dad on the first morning out on the lake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340868360351140418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh6TegLaSkI/AAAAAAAAADk/d-ZqVGjcXR8/s320/Go+Lindsey!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A momentous day in history...after two years I FINALLY got up wakeboarding!! Woot Woot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-111140930550602140?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/111140930550602140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=111140930550602140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/111140930550602140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/111140930550602140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sh6TdxVhRTI/AAAAAAAAADU/T6ycs7i7MUA/s72-c/bro%27s+and+sis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-3029963430103110708</id><published>2009-05-21T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:54:17.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/ShVqGFizGZI/AAAAAAAAADM/5P6Zu3nJX30/s1600-h/strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338289586117482898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/ShVqGFizGZI/AAAAAAAAADM/5P6Zu3nJX30/s320/strawberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that strawberries are my favorite fruit. Look how luscious they are! And there are so many different ways to eat a strawberry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Right off the stem, with the greens still attached&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Sliced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Dipped in fruit dip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)Chocolate covered...mmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)In a fruit salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)In a smoothie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)In cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)On top of cheesecake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)On Pancakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10)Dipped in sweetened condensed milk...very good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at all those different ways and i'm sure there are even more! I could eat them all the time! Very few times have I eaten a strawberry and not been completely satisfied. So the question is: Have you had a strawberry lately? If not...what are you waiting for?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-3029963430103110708?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/3029963430103110708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=3029963430103110708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3029963430103110708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3029963430103110708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/05/strawberries.html' title='Strawberries'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/ShVqGFizGZI/AAAAAAAAADM/5P6Zu3nJX30/s72-c/strawberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-5252782359029495164</id><published>2009-05-14T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:37:50.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Helen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sgw5frU5zXI/AAAAAAAAADE/zTJR2dXO6rY/s1600-h/biggestloser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335702874896321906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sgw5frU5zXI/AAAAAAAAADE/zTJR2dXO6rY/s320/biggestloser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another AMAZING season of The Biggest Loser just ended two nights ago, and whew it was a doozie! Who would have thought that Jerry would have won the $100,000???? Man I did not even see that coming. And then Helen?! Holy cow. I honestly thought that Tara had it in the bag, until Helen stormed through that paper. She is paper thin!! Man that just goes to show that age doesn't matter, you can still kick some trash. I think this little lady is just so cute and sweet and even though I'll heart Tara 4 ever, I think Helen deserved it. Plus now the PINK is really a lucky color. Whoever gets that color next season better be ready for the pressure that it holds. 3 seasons in a row it's been a pink team victory... we'll see if it goes on to 4!! I love this show and if you have never watched it then I suggest you do. It's truly inspiring. My serious addiction. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE me some Biggest Loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-5252782359029495164?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/5252782359029495164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=5252782359029495164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5252782359029495164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/5252782359029495164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/05/c.html' title='Congratulations Helen!'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sgw5frU5zXI/AAAAAAAAADE/zTJR2dXO6rY/s72-c/biggestloser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-141902126393228719</id><published>2009-05-09T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:23:50.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no place like home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SgYeez8yllI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iZ--DHFEpZs/s1600-h/Home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333984323357021778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SgYeez8yllI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iZ--DHFEpZs/s320/Home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon returning home after the long week that I had, I felt like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. There is indeed no place like home. And there is no better feeling than returning to your own bed and seeing the familiar things that you take for granted every day. Sometimes it would be nice to be able to just click our heels together and return to that magical place. Even now I sometimes wish I could go back to what used to be my home. To be young and back under the roof of mom and dad. Wasn't that the life. Everything was so easy and carefree. It's taken for granted I think. But now I can look forward and enjoy the home that I currently have. Because home as the old saying goes...is where your story begins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-141902126393228719?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/141902126393228719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=141902126393228719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/141902126393228719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/141902126393228719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s no place like home'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SgYeez8yllI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iZ--DHFEpZs/s72-c/Home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-3266227136049585730</id><published>2009-05-01T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:01:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfubVRiFzXI/AAAAAAAAACs/C1hCKSl09zY/s1600-h/zackandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331025373709061490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfubVRiFzXI/AAAAAAAAACs/C1hCKSl09zY/s320/zackandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a hard day today I came home from work ridiculously tired. Nap time was a must. Zack decided to take a little dip in our pool and then he would wake me up when he was done. After a wonderful 30 minute power nap Zack woke me up and we just sat there and layed in bed. Isn't chill time just the best. It was just such a relaxing moment that I had to let everyone know that nap time is the BEST. If you ever get the opportunity...take a nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-3266227136049585730?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/3266227136049585730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=3266227136049585730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3266227136049585730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3266227136049585730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/05/nap-time.html' title='Nap time'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfubVRiFzXI/AAAAAAAAACs/C1hCKSl09zY/s72-c/zackandi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-6504930201916454619</id><published>2009-04-30T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:10:53.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>No this is not a blog about Skittles.... get it taste the "rainbow"? AANNNYYYWAY..... My sister and mother happened upon this awesome store called Rainbow. It has the cutest things and is way cheap. I managed to purchase a jacket, a dress, a shirt, a pair of pants, and a new set of underwear for only $50. Can you believe it? Normally i have to pay nearly that much just for one shirt!! Amazing. I am happy. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-6504930201916454619?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/6504930201916454619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=6504930201916454619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6504930201916454619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/6504930201916454619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/04/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-3507063856011391802</id><published>2009-04-30T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:52:57.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward?</title><content type='html'>So I was just telling my manager and a coworker a story and right in the middle he just walked away....awkward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-3507063856011391802?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/3507063856011391802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=3507063856011391802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3507063856011391802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/3507063856011391802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/04/awkward.html' title='Awkward?'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-8377620548092812491</id><published>2009-04-29T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:19:32.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sfi2TadyETI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FxECpm3CjIA/s1600-h/peiwei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330210603630989618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sfi2TadyETI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FxECpm3CjIA/s320/peiwei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to Pei Wei for lunch. First off Pei Wei is marvelous can I just say that. Second my fortune that I received was absolutely meant for me. The word in chinese was &lt;em&gt;yellow&lt;/em&gt;. Hello any one who knows me that this is my favorite color! The pronunciation? Muang Se. Don't ask me how I remember that because I definitely DON'T remember the actual fortune that was on the front, I just know that it was something about having a broad mind. But the important thing is that it was the perfect fortune for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-8377620548092812491?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/8377620548092812491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=8377620548092812491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8377620548092812491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/8377620548092812491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect-fortune.html' title='Perfect Fortune'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/Sfi2TadyETI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FxECpm3CjIA/s72-c/peiwei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069358346612034358.post-360785621208224668</id><published>2009-04-29T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:33:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfiPCtjinbI/AAAAAAAAABI/61Lua1IqLKw/s1600-h/partydesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330167435744157106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfiPCtjinbI/AAAAAAAAABI/61Lua1IqLKw/s320/partydesk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I arrived at work to see a decorated desk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfiPCgQU9qI/AAAAAAAAABA/fBtkbe66FoE/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330167432173909666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfiPCgQU9qI/AAAAAAAAABA/fBtkbe66FoE/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "alcohol" cupcakes that coworkers brought in, since that is all the alcohol I would be drinking! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I am starting out this blog the most recent thing to happen to me was my birthday. What else to blog about then the miraculous day that Lindsey was brought into the world? 21 years ago I was born. HOLLA!!!!! I didn't do much on the big day. Thought about going to the bar. Decided no. Thought about going to the casino. Decided no. Went to work. Ate cupcakes. Came home early. Thought about the bar again. No. Watched the Biggest Loser. Went to bed. A little less exciting than one would think....but yet was a GREAT day! I can do what I want now. Woot Woot ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1069358346612034358-360785621208224668?l=lindseyhaws.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/feeds/360785621208224668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1069358346612034358&amp;postID=360785621208224668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/360785621208224668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1069358346612034358/posts/default/360785621208224668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseyhaws.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-of-birth.html' title='Day of Birth'/><author><name>Lindsey Haws</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11459556955676310794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SxMu4ZFzwdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QHQmdKgOexg/S220/shades.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__R08guxD8Hc/SfiPCtjinbI/AAAAAAAAABI/61Lua1IqLKw/s72-c/partydesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
