<?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-1757858549936882529</id><updated>2012-01-05T16:03:04.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lish the life of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8657190930572473309</id><published>2012-01-05T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:03:04.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cowgirls don't cry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but apparently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;interior designers pass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;IN MY DEFENSE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you that over the past 3 years, I have taken at least 3 different friends to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emergency Room and I have been &lt;u&gt;perfectly&lt;/u&gt; fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{the story}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So early Thursday morning I got a phone call from one of my friends telling me that my dear roommate Karah, had gotten in an accident at work. She had been training a horse and something had gone wrong, and the horse had fallen on Karah. He told me he'd pick me up in 5 minutes because we needed to meet the ambulance at the hospital.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We get to the hospital, and the EMT's wheel Karah in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As usual she's her &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;humble&lt;/b&gt; self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; polite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She kept saying thank you. Yes ma'am, no sir, despite her circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They get her all set up on the bed, give her some meds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;take down her information, and then let us in to sit with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karah starts explaining the series of events that had lead to the ambulance ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I listened, I couldn't believe it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just kept thinking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Good gosh this girl is tough..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At this point, I was &lt;u&gt;perfectly&lt;/u&gt; fine, in fact, I felt fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little&lt;/i&gt; did I know what was about to happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As she goes on with the story, the nurse comes in and takes the blanket off Karah's leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that's when I saw it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was nothing like I had expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me repeat: &lt;/b&gt;NOTHING LIKE I HAD EXPECTED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't even know a leg could look like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I won't go into great detail, or let things get too graphic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;due to the fact that I don't want this blog post resulting in an injury...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my hands started getting super clammy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my heart started racing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my vision started blurring into glitter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I turn to my friend Megan and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Dude, I feel so weird, I better get out of here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I go to stand up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the nurse screams at me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"GIRL, SIT RIGHT BACK DOWN. YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU ARE BRIGHT WHITE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next thing I know, I'm in a chair with my legs propped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drinking water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karah looks at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"LISH ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Talk about embarassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I felt like a complete idiot.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That &lt;i&gt;awkward&lt;/i&gt; moment&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you go to visit your &lt;b&gt;critically&amp;nbsp;injured&lt;/b&gt; friend in the hospital,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &amp;nbsp;yet&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;you're&lt;/i&gt; the one that passes out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_oenG_RbAU/TwY5v7x7x5I/AAAAAAAAApA/pEJqNYp8L6c/s1600/k+shum.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_oenG_RbAU/TwY5v7x7x5I/AAAAAAAAApA/pEJqNYp8L6c/s320/k+shum.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm glad to report that after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a quick surgery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one night in the hospital,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a week later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karah is making a great recovery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have not even heard her complain once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She broke her leg in two places, dislocated her ankle, and tore some ligaments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a couple of weeks, she'll be back to her self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the thing is,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guarantee she will jump right back on that horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You go girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheers to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; days and &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; healing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE TO EVERYONE READING THIS&lt;/b&gt;: Unless I am your last resort...maybe don't call me if you ever need me to pick you up from the Emergency Room!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8657190930572473309?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8657190930572473309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8657190930572473309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8657190930572473309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8657190930572473309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2012/01/cowgirls-dont-cry.html' title='cowgirls don&apos;t cry...'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_oenG_RbAU/TwY5v7x7x5I/AAAAAAAAApA/pEJqNYp8L6c/s72-c/k+shum.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6570243206028036458</id><published>2011-12-14T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T13:09:17.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hallelujah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and praise the heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; last fall semester is officially over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i am overjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(to say the least).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still have two finals to take, but my project is out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All semester we have been working on our Senior Capstone project,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;which is&amp;nbsp;designing a 22 floor W Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Floor plans, perspectives, materials, and all the fixings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been quite the task!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't ever heard of The W Hotels,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.starwoodhotels.com/whotels/index.html?PS=GWS_aa_Starwood_W_Hotels_Brand_Google_EXACT_w_02092009" target="_blank"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are incredibly classy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Each hotel is branded specifically based on the city it is built in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(It's on my bucket list to stay at one someday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When and Where have yet to be determined, but it will happen.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our project is based in Salt Lake City. So we had to pull all of our inspiration directly from SLC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took my concept quite literally and based my concept on the actual Great Salt Lake. I did tons of research on the formation of salt and how it forms in pools and layers that are created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kind of neat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a bit of the process...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDxJKdRzeP4/TukHYHdUsoI/AAAAAAAAAng/vfUgUDOt1Oo/s1600/concept+board.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDxJKdRzeP4/TukHYHdUsoI/AAAAAAAAAng/vfUgUDOt1Oo/s320/concept+board.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Concept/ Inspiration Board&lt;br /&gt;Two images are actual photos of the lake in it's frozen stages.&lt;br /&gt;My color scheme and concept of layers and depth are based of these two photos.&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I can't get this image to rotate, I apologize.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBrzxkTeQyg/TukIoMoL-UI/AAAAAAAAAn4/GqOAUC9BI2Y/s1600/Large+VIEW+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBrzxkTeQyg/TukIoMoL-UI/AAAAAAAAAn4/GqOAUC9BI2Y/s400/Large+VIEW+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Line drawing of corridor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFccwUpc21s/TukIqlgRNDI/AAAAAAAAAoA/D2wLa_ZWulw/s1600/Large+VIEW+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFccwUpc21s/TukIqlgRNDI/AAAAAAAAAoA/D2wLa_ZWulw/s400/Large+VIEW+4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3D View of Corridor in it's beginning stages.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jKd4mdcwyJw/TukIQjhP9hI/AAAAAAAAAno/EgoTnYP7W0s/s1600/Suite+W+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jKd4mdcwyJw/TukIQjhP9hI/AAAAAAAAAno/EgoTnYP7W0s/s400/Suite+W+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bird's Eye View of Guest Suite.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epQPCUxKj28/TukLeDohUHI/AAAAAAAAAoI/uq3Ipomd844/s1600/W+Hotel+Poster+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epQPCUxKj28/TukLeDohUHI/AAAAAAAAAoI/uq3Ipomd844/s400/W+Hotel+Poster+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a poster I presented last Thursday to 6 visiting designers. This is my board for my Lobby, Reception Desk, and Grand Staircase. It still has a few kinks that need worked out, but by the end of next semester this project will be COMPLETED. I will also have all of my computer rendering images done, for now, I have just hand drafted the majority of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This studio class has taken a HUGE amount of my time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But another class I enjoyed taking this semester was a drawing class I took for my art elective.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It &lt;u&gt;totally&lt;/u&gt; got me out of my comfort zone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started working with charcoal, which &amp;nbsp;I have never ever used. And I'm not going to lie, it is quite difficult. Here are some of the projects I did for that class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZezswD5Q4AM/TukOQ3AIwzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/bd6p5gLtSfw/s1600/drawing+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZezswD5Q4AM/TukOQ3AIwzI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/bd6p5gLtSfw/s400/drawing+4.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3D Perspective of boxes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oqxoXfgDY_I/TukOWirmqaI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BfQ8grTWQwA/s1600/drawing+final+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oqxoXfgDY_I/TukOWirmqaI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BfQ8grTWQwA/s400/drawing+final+3.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Portrait of a fellow student.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-In8NNbT3qLQ/TukOawXJsKI/AAAAAAAAAog/0xPxkMVCuMI/s1600/Drawing+Final+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-In8NNbT3qLQ/TukOawXJsKI/AAAAAAAAAog/0xPxkMVCuMI/s400/Drawing+Final+%25281%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was suppose to look like the New York Skyline, and it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Epic fail.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's been a fun semester, &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Glad it's over.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;couldn't end this post without this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gosh, I love my job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jU7c40tFqBk/TukPGLHt6cI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LTuSW-bzbgM/s1600/Work.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jU7c40tFqBk/TukPGLHt6cI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LTuSW-bzbgM/s400/Work.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another productive night at work! I had way too much fun riding around the store with the clothing manager's daughter, and amongst all the fun, we ended up selling a few of the scooters. I'd consider it a successful night!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/1757858549936882529-6570243206028036458?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6570243206028036458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6570243206028036458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6570243206028036458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6570243206028036458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/12/hallelujah.html' title='hallelujah'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDxJKdRzeP4/TukHYHdUsoI/AAAAAAAAAng/vfUgUDOt1Oo/s72-c/concept+board.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-7627597976150517004</id><published>2011-12-05T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:12:26.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I COOK ALL THE TIME.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hypothetically speaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Hahahahahaha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ok, who are we kidding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I haven't cooked in ages...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;between school and work, I usually roll in a little too late to cook;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so it's either cereal or who knows what for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; usually it's this huge joke to my family about me cooking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Mother, you'd be proud!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cooked today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was doing some pinning on Pinterest and found this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mybakingaddiction.com/barbecue-chicken-pizza-recipe/"&gt;lovely site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-798xtOhxQ5I/Ttx8tqMpvYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QlrRoexRBt4/s1600/yum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-798xtOhxQ5I/Ttx8tqMpvYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QlrRoexRBt4/s400/yum.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO STINKING DELICIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excuse me while I go finish another slice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Try it, I dare you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(P.S. Who would have thought Cilantro was so dang good on pizza?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-7627597976150517004?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7627597976150517004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=7627597976150517004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7627597976150517004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7627597976150517004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/12/yum.html' title='yum.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-798xtOhxQ5I/Ttx8tqMpvYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QlrRoexRBt4/s72-c/yum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8001988914177716023</id><published>2011-11-28T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:09:53.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm thinking of this lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSGQX-MdHfE/TtP2v1KUteI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6-rX7wlO-mE/s1600/Grandma+%2526+Lish.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSGQX-MdHfE/TtP2v1KUteI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6-rX7wlO-mE/s320/Grandma+%2526+Lish.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/11/very-special-lady.html"&gt;It's been 14 years... (Go to Link).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8001988914177716023?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8001988914177716023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8001988914177716023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8001988914177716023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8001988914177716023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/11/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSGQX-MdHfE/TtP2v1KUteI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6-rX7wlO-mE/s72-c/Grandma+%2526+Lish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-4533654717137648433</id><published>2011-11-23T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T02:47:31.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty darn blessed &amp; grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;here I am, it's currently 3:05 a.m. and I cannot sleep, because I will admit that I am a &lt;u&gt;little&lt;/u&gt; giddy about the fact that I do not have school OR work tomorrow AND I get to see my family in just a matter of hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd be a &lt;i&gt;pretty&lt;/i&gt; rude person if I didn't take a few minutes to do what ya'll have been doing all month, expressing gratitude. I've enjoyed seeing everyone's posts &amp;amp; statuses about what they are grateful for. I've been doing some deep reflecting this month and seriously, I am a pretty &lt;u&gt;blessed &lt;/u&gt;girl and I have SO many things to be grateful for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyaC82avXbY/TszF2CPibPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/wOk090C56S0/s1600/248545_1985832612879_1455200742_2406249_5356042_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyaC82avXbY/TszF2CPibPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/wOk090C56S0/s320/248545_1985832612879_1455200742_2406249_5356042_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First off, this crew.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My home team, my support system, my main squeeze, my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, I am so incredibly blessed to have such a great family. It's so crazy how old we are all getting. It amazes me that the older I get, the more and more I appreciate each and every one of these guys. I look up to them, not only literally, because although I may be the oldest, all my siblings are now taller than me, but I also look up to them for their dedication, attitudes, and love they show towards me and my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My siblings and I have been blessed with two dedicated, strong-willed, hard working, persevering, hilarious, loving, outgoing, parents. I wouldn't trade them for the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Extended Family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between my dad's side and my mom's side, we are spread out pretty much everywhere along the west, and although I don't get to see them very often, I enjoy seeing how each and everyone of them are progressing. I am thankful for technology that keeps me in touch with them. I am grateful for their examples and the lessons they have taught me and the memories I have made with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opportunities.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I have been blessed with so many opportunities. I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Each opportunity we are given, gives us experience, that in the end, prepares us for the next one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Employment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two summers ago, I stumbled upon this lovely little part time job at DownEast Home, with intentions of quitting at the end of the Summer, not thinking I would actually stay, but I am so glad I did. I LOVE MY JOB. Some days, I might drag my feet, and think of a million other things I'd rather be doing, but honestly this job has probably one of the best things for me. I work with some of the most amazing people, my home crew and the clothing girls, a lot of them feel almost like family because we spend so much time together. It's a blast, even if they can't say my name right and refuse to call me by my real one, or hack my facebook statuses, or hide behind furniture, waiting to scare the crap out of me. I love each and every one of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Education.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.25 Semesters left to go! Can you believe it? It's crazy! The last 4 years have been quite the adventure. It's been a roller coaster, from project to project, but I must say, I've learned something from each and every class I've taken, formed a friendship with each and every one of my talented professors, and gained better respect for myself and my abilities throughout each semester. I know without a doubt that Utah State University is exactly where I was suppose get my schooling, in the very city of Logan, Utah, surrounded by the exact people I needed to be influenced by, at this very time in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, what the heck am I going to do in April when I graduate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Haha, if one more person asks me this question, I might give them a high-five... in the face.. with a chair. Just kidding, but seriously!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wooooooweeeee! Seriously, friends, new and old, I HAVE THE VERY BEST! I wouldn't trade any of them for anything. Each one of them has entered my life at the exact time I have needed them and have remained to be the very people I need them to be. I have so many friends I never thought I would be so close to, but I am so grateful for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Burley.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, I really just wrote that. Never EVER, would I ever think that I would write that as one of the MAIN HUGE MAJOR things I am thankful for, but really, I have fallen completely in love with Burley. It's crazy. I miss that place so much and have found myself driving their more often than I ever have. I don't regret growing up there one bit, it's seriously one of the best places on earth, and the people, no one can compare to! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[I keep joking to my mom that I'm moving back after I graduate.... I hear the interior design industry is really "thriving" there ;)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Gospel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my summer in NYC, words cannot express to you how my love for the gospel has grown. The gospel has always been a huge part of my life, but I had never realized this until I was out on my own, where so many people do not share the same beliefs as mine. It caused me to stand on my own two feet, stand up for what I believe in, and really find out that the things we are taught, we are taught for a reason and for OUR benefit. The simple teachings of the gospel make our lives less complicated and filled with abundant blessings that bring us true happiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've learned to be grateful for the little things.&amp;nbsp;Simple Everyday Pleasures.&amp;nbsp;My Drive to School. Phone calls. Responsibilities. Service. Good roomates. A functioning vehicle. Yummy meals. Unanswered prayers. Warm weather, cold weather, rainy days, and sunshine. Trying new things. Meeting new people. My student ward. Little kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My list could go on and on..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but I'll leave it at that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-4533654717137648433?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4533654717137648433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=4533654717137648433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/4533654717137648433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/4533654717137648433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/11/pretty-darn-blessed-grateful.html' title='pretty darn blessed &amp; grateful'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyaC82avXbY/TszF2CPibPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/wOk090C56S0/s72-c/248545_1985832612879_1455200742_2406249_5356042_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6455300115309411921</id><published>2011-09-11T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:50:55.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have you seen my brain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;missing:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;my brain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously. i could go on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;story after story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;telling you the many occasions this week, where i have wanted to crawl under a bench and hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think my brain is missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[the icing on the cake]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so wednesday on my way home from class i decided i was definitely in need of  a diet coke. so i pull up to wendy's and order one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i pull up to the second window and the employee tells me my total, i suddenly realize that my wallet is in my backpack.. which inevitably is located in my trunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i go to open my door and realize that oh dear.. my door is too close to the drive up window to exit the vehicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look at the employee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"just a second!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ya right now you're thinking, ok lisha seriously? don't worry, i was thinking the same..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then proceed to put my car into park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hop my front seat, then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hop my backseat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grab my wallet out of my backpack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hop the backseat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hop the front seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by this point in time, 3 wendy's employees had huddled around the drive thru window and were LAUGHING THEIR HEADS OFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hand them my debit card, take my coke, and zoom off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so embarassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i will blame my brain and the lack there of, on this lovely little routine i am trying to get use to.. its called school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and unfortunately, it's kicking my behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 semesters. i can do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6455300115309411921?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6455300115309411921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6455300115309411921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6455300115309411921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6455300115309411921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/09/have-you-seen-my-brain.html' title='have you seen my brain?'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-51282850640489217</id><published>2011-08-30T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:24:58.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when did i grow up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it's honest to gosh, crazy to me that i am already entering my last year of college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel old to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially, since my little sister is now at UVU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear just the other day we were driving to highschool together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started my fall semester yesterday. it was a struggle. i only had one class, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I CANT BELIEVE SUMMER IS GONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday &amp;amp; thursdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are jam packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they will be so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two studio classes and two art classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new apartment is SO NICE &amp;amp; ROOMY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my roomates are hilarious and so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new ward is great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's great being back at downeast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm excited to see what fall brings. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-51282850640489217?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/51282850640489217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=51282850640489217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/51282850640489217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/51282850640489217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-did-i-grow-up.html' title='when did i grow up?'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3352466906347358380</id><published>2011-06-02T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:50:36.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;for the summer i will be blogging at..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigcitysummer.blogspot.com"&gt;www.bigcitysummer.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;see you there :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-3352466906347358380?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3352466906347358380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3352466906347358380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3352466906347358380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3352466906347358380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6618868341679828442</id><published>2011-05-13T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:11:19.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>downeast friends and family event</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hey ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;this weekend is our friends &amp;amp; family weekend at any downeast location. go to this link and print out the coupon for an exclusive 20% off your entire purchase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.downeastbasicsblog.com%2Femail%2Ffriends%26family_email.htm&amp;amp;h=94146" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.downeastbasicsblog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;com/email/friends&amp;amp;family_email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600803998875534194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fakyehH7ucc/TboNkAmQQ3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/G7M754GxzWQ/s400/gvportrait-clip_r2_c1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the past month and a half, the junior studio has been working on a collaboritve project with an interior designer from new york, ghislene vinas. SUCH A NEAT LADY. yesterday, usu flew her out to spend a few days with us. such an incredible lady! born in the netherlands, raised in south africa, she now lives and runs her own business in new york. her stuff is crazy and out of the box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take a look... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gvinteriors.com/"&gt;http://www.gvinteriors.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the project consisted of space planning and design work for an exisiting space,&lt;br /&gt;a loft in Tribeca for the Mendez family. It was such a great experience and really pushed me as a designer to get out of my comfort zone and try a few wacky things. we were required to have 5 boards, 3 renderings, a floor plan, and we also designed a wall paper for the space. we spent monday and tuesday getting the studio ready for miss gv! wednesday started off with a 7 o'clock breakfast with her, then at 9:30 we did our presentations. TALK ABOUT BEING NERVOUS. at breakfast i nearly threw up, haha and to make matters slightly worse, when i got to the studio my boards had slipped.. oh well. things turned out well. i was one of the first to present. due to my mind being in lala land, i don't remember a word she said to me except she complimented me on my dress. :) then we had a luncheon followed by a presentation she did for campus. an extremely busy day, but all in all it was a great experience and i learned so much. i can't wait for more experiences like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600808778699786290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFu76ti89-4/TboR6O1KSDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ieoyjP4DCR8/s400/gv%2Bstudio%2B2" /&gt;my display!! (look my boards are crooked...)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600805849526042178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcwcaZdRMs4/TboPPuzt_kI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aZZhFHABEuk/s400/GV%2BStudio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the studio all decked out for miss gv!! look at all our lovely wallpaper designs hanging from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the ceiling :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Abl9Wvankc0/TboL91jQ1qI/AAAAAAAAAVU/75afU0_xpyA/s1600/Kitchen%2Bfrom%2BEntry%2B2%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600802243563542178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Abl9Wvankc0/TboL91jQ1qI/AAAAAAAAAVU/75afU0_xpyA/s400/Kitchen%2Bfrom%2BEntry%2B2%2B%25283%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w_VordB-cV8/TboL9lwIFRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/t7PibVFVkSY/s1600/GV%2BBEDROOM%2Bcopy%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600802239322526994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w_VordB-cV8/TboL9lwIFRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/t7PibVFVkSY/s400/GV%2BBEDROOM%2Bcopy%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wohv-bXy4vI/TboL9jJ7qkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2lH9cq4SrlQ/s1600/FINAL%2BPLAY%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600802238625458754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wohv-bXy4vI/TboL9jJ7qkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2lH9cq4SrlQ/s400/FINAL%2BPLAY%2B%25283%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the playroom.&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/1757858549936882529-7526209646198884958?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7526209646198884958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=7526209646198884958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7526209646198884958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7526209646198884958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/04/visiting-designer.html' title='visiting designer :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fakyehH7ucc/TboNkAmQQ3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/G7M754GxzWQ/s72-c/gvportrait-clip_r2_c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3185231529427382460</id><published>2011-04-18T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:21:47.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...what i learned this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes its ok to slow down, sleep in, skip class. expect the unexpected. try new things. hang out with new people. enjoy good weather. make dinner an event. clean. take advice from someone younger than you. reunite. work a little harder. change your plans.be nice, regardless the situation. keep trying.go on. go with the flow. roll with the punches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take it {one} day at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-3185231529427382460?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3185231529427382460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3185231529427382460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3185231529427382460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3185231529427382460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-i-learned-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6956673884705241896</id><published>2011-04-11T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T02:00:40.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here's to a good week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think he said it pretty well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy monday! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDRxFloT-Ks/TaLDBy5dArI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wGPGIwivWvE/s1600/12104427_tsKKFMNq_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594248122757612210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDRxFloT-Ks/TaLDBy5dArI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wGPGIwivWvE/s400/12104427_tsKKFMNq_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8Wu9V3W1ew/TaLC6pyMoQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9tR3RU5I8AQ/s1600/12104427_tsKKFMNq_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7a5UZY2EKY8/TaLCRyEV5qI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Qf_kgvEjyks/s1600/12104427_tsKKFMNq_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1757858549936882529-6956673884705241896?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6956673884705241896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6956673884705241896' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5565025450166136262</id><published>2011-04-03T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:31:36.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the low down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well my friends, it's been forever and a decade since my last post, so i thought i'd finally catch ya'll up and give you the low down. holy tamole! its been crazy this last little bit. i don't even know where to begin. i feel like i've been running around like a chicken with it's head cut off for the past 2 months, but things are finally settling down, and my plans are beginning to fall into place. i've always been a girl with a plan. i always knew what was gonna happen next. the past 2 months i had been struggling MEGA because for the first time ever, i had no plan, and no idea what my plans for the summer would hold. for my program, we are required to do a 6 week internship the summer before our senior year, which would be THIS summer. WHERE WOULD I EVEN GO? would i stay in utah? yes, i would, because i have a great job here, got offered a huge promotion, it would work out perfectly. so i had my heart pretty much set on it, knew exactly how it would roll out, and i was perfectly content with staying in logan and settling for an internship here. i had it all thought out, and it felt right, or so i thought. a few weeks into the semester, my professor had a little pow wow with us, and told us some info on finding an internship and then the conversation got deeper... he started talking about how big of an effect our internship really would have on our career. how getting out there and making yourself known not only shapes your design, but you as a person. he said how much he believed in us, and told us how so many firms have been impressed my our schoool's program. then he dropped the bomb, he didn't want anyone doing an internship in utah, unless under HUGE circumstances that they absolutely could not leave the state. after leaving class that day, i knew i was in trouble. i'm not one to really go big and bold, and take risks. (well, i have definitely come out of my shell since highschool, but STILL, my name is alisha harman, and im comfortable and content and HAPPY with where i am. who needs change?) anyways, i started talking to girls who did internships last year, i started googling places, looking at lists and lists of the top designers in the country. i prayed and prayed and prayed about it. nothing was coming. i didn't know what to do. i started talking to my dad about it. he wasn't too fond of me going somewhere far, but deep down i knew i needed to. over the previous months, a course of events that had taken place, things not working out that i had hoped would, but knowing that they hadn't worked out for one reason or another.. i kept praying. finally, i compiled a list of about 60 places throughout the country that i was going to send a friendly little email to, inquiring if they were accepting summer interns. i sent them out. i got various replies. ranging from about 14 "no" emails to 5 emails saying yes, send us your stuff! and the rest were either rude, shady, or just never replied. so for the ones who replied "yes"... i put together a lovely little digital portfolio of a few of my best pieces, a resume, and a letter, and sent it out. for the next week i waited, things were officially out of my hands. i had done basically all i could do, now it was up to them, and i got to play the waiting game. i heard back immediately from one firm in NYC, one who I REALLY REALLY LIKED. i had looked over her website, looked at her portfolio, done some research, and read up on her and her designers' bios. i felt so so good about her. it was a small firm, the head designer had been an editor of 2 major interior design magazines, and was ranked as one of Elle Decor's top 20 designers. i knew if i got accepted by her, i wouldn't get lost in the shuffle, and i would get so much experience, and be able to dig my hands into so many things, because her design field was so broad, she had a fabric and wall paper line, and her work was so spread out. her reply to the email said she thought my portfolio was wonderful and that she would love to set up a phone interview with me. two days later, i was on the phone with her senior designer for an interview. i have to admit that phone interviews are just as intimidating as in person, actually probably a little scarier, because at least in real life you get to see the person, and learn a few things about them. however, it went well. she told me she would let me know within the next couple of days when they made their final decision... meanwhile i got a few other emails from firms saying they wanted interviews. so i went through with those, those went good as well, but i still really was crossing my fingers for this other internship. none of them had felt as right as the first one. so i kept waiting patiently. so FINALLY, i heard back from them, AND... they wanted me as their intern. June 1 til August 1. I told them i was completely flattered, but i would have to work out a few details before i could give them a definite yes. i was EXSTATIC! i called my dad. no answer. i called my mom, no answer. FREAK WHERE IS EVERYONE WHEN I HAVE GOOD NEWS TO TELL???? finally my dad called me back, he said he would need a little bit to think about it and make sure he felt right about sending his daughter out there. i dont blame him, but STILL... i was dying. this was an opportunity of a life time. i had finally gotten use to the idea myself, i had EMBRACED the fact taht i needed change. i needed to get out there, especially since i have nothing or no one holding me back at the moment. i really felt like i needed this. for the first time in weeks, i finally had peace of mind, the pit in my stomach had gone away, and i could finally sleep. i knew it was right, i was just waiting for my dad to feel the same. the next morning he called me back and gave me the greenlight. so i called them up and gave them my affirmitive YES. and folks, i've felt great ever since... (ok so it's only been 4 days since i said yes,) BUT STILL, you wouldn't believe how much better i feel. there are still a few details i need to work out, such as housing? haha but for the most part i feel like i have things figured out and am counting down the days til june 1. i can't wait. after all of this, i have learned so much. it was such a difficult/rough process, but i wouldn't trade it for a thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i heard this quote by Elder Jeffrey R. Holland and i feel like it fits perfectly... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"God expects you to have enough faith and determination and enough trust in him to keep moving, keep living, keep rejoicing. In fact, he expects you not simply to face the future; he expects you to embrace and shape the future-- to love it and rejoice in it and delight in your opportunities." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and thats exactly what this internship is helping me to do. so here's to a better attitude towards change, and having faith in a great summer in NYC. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's where i'll be interning: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katieridder.com/"&gt;http://www.katieridder.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if i can figure out how to upload my portfolio onto here, then i shall do that as well. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-5565025450166136262?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5565025450166136262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5565025450166136262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5565025450166136262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5565025450166136262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/04/low-down.html' title='the low down.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1395398002530002790</id><published>2011-01-04T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:21:34.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>studio final project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i finished up the semester with a HUGE project for my commercial studio class. over 30,000 sq feet of floorplans for CARTOON NETWORK's corporate headquarters. it was such a fun project. definitely a little wacky, but definitely a new experience for me. boy was i glad to finally get some sleep once i turned this baby in... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole concept of the project was to incorporate wellness into a corporate space. they wanted us to create a space that was super convenient for employees and promote a healthy workspace. we were encouraged to put "break out areas" into our floorplans so employees would have a place to escape at work and keep their minds free flowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unlike the rest of the group, who put gyms and yoga areas into their spaces, my teacher wanted me to think a little more out of the box, since my company CARTOON NETWORK, was already quite the space to work with, so instead of your typical work out space, i put in a full blown playground for the employees. complete with a 2 story tree house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the entire space was to mimic a neighborhood, hence the reason why the cubicles are houses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;making cartoon network one big neighborhood. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are my final board layouts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( the empty black squares are where i put my actual material samples.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObm0aGdQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_9V8pR0u2NI/s1600/CN%2BBOARD%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558457456310777090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObm0aGdQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_9V8pR0u2NI/s320/CN%2BBOARD%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObmpohHeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/0pg5boLmwc4/s1600/CN%2BBOARD%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558457453418454498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObmpohHeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/0pg5boLmwc4/s320/CN%2BBOARD%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObmSVbmoI/AAAAAAAAATw/x1fuhUVUw5w/s1600/CN%2BBOARD%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558457447164385922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObmSVbmoI/AAAAAAAAATw/x1fuhUVUw5w/s320/CN%2BBOARD%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObmJ07clI/AAAAAAAAATo/KGX-baKkQ6c/s1600/CN%2BBoard%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558457444880577106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObmJ07clI/AAAAAAAAATo/KGX-baKkQ6c/s320/CN%2BBoard%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1757858549936882529-1395398002530002790?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1395398002530002790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1395398002530002790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1395398002530002790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1395398002530002790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2011/01/studio-final-project.html' title='studio final project'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TSObm0aGdQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_9V8pR0u2NI/s72-c/CN%2BBOARD%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-154864323622829720</id><published>2010-11-28T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T18:37:00.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very special lady.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TPMRsRcJYII/AAAAAAAAATc/moI9BefBZYI/s1600/family_pic-old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544795018516586626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TPMRsRcJYII/AAAAAAAAATc/moI9BefBZYI/s320/family_pic-old.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didn't think today would hit me as hard as it has, but its been rough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thirteen years ago today, my sweet grandma carol slipped away peacefully after a battle with cancer, just hours before her 60th birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was only 7 at the time, but the impact it had on me then is just as strong, if not stronger than it was that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;years have gone by, i have gotten older, and i have come to appreciate this lady more and more. my grandma was never one to ever complain. she was always happy with a smile that was contagious. and a hug that could heal anything. i can still hear her cute little laugh. she had so many friends. i still remember how many people were at her funeral and i cant help but think of how many lives she changed for good. she was such a talented woman. she had her head on straight. her testimony was firm. she conquered every trial that ever came her way with a smile on her face. she continued pressing forward, no matter what the circumstances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she posessed every trait i admire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ponder at what she would be doing today if she were still here. what she would look like. how involved she would be with my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm so thankful to have had such a special lady who not only was my grandma, but also a dear friend, who continues to be a positive role model in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope i am living up to her name and that i can continue to make her proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy birthday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1757858549936882529-154864323622829720?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/154864323622829720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=154864323622829720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/154864323622829720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/154864323622829720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/11/very-special-lady.html' title='a very special lady.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TPMRsRcJYII/AAAAAAAAATc/moI9BefBZYI/s72-c/family_pic-old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-7907844895072953958</id><published>2010-11-26T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T15:09:47.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>i have SO much to be thankful for this year. it's hard for me to even to decide where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thankful to be living life surrounded by those i love. &lt;em&gt;family and friends.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; who love and help me in so many ways. who set examples for me and make me want to be a better person.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt; who have shown me how to live my life properly and how to honor a name. who love me despite my faults. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends.&lt;/span&gt; new &amp;amp; old. who continue to amaze me. help me grow. lift me up. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;three AWESOME roomates&lt;/span&gt; who all get along. each of them i simply adore.  i am thankful that these people are put into my life for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for how much i have learned so far in my life. lessons learned the hard way. lessons from mistakes. and lessons taught by other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for a new job, that i love. with co-workers, i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful to be alive in the exact time and place that i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful to be attending utah state. i am thankful to be a part of the interior design program with professors and peers who continue to help me shape my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for the gospel. the simple truths i have been taught since i was young that continue to help me today. for a modern day prophet, president monson. i am thankful for the gospel because in a world that is constantly changing, it's the one thing i can count on to stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for the little things that make life so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this list could go on forever. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-7907844895072953958?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7907844895072953958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=7907844895072953958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7907844895072953958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7907844895072953958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='happy thanksgiving'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-337869763254801471</id><published>2010-11-17T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T00:56:44.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;alarm clocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; leaves on the ground and the way they &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smell&lt;/span&gt; after it rains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting to class &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; the hail storm attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cooking dinner &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; burning it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;connecting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;loved ones. (you know who you are :])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;experiences i have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; from trials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-337869763254801471?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/337869763254801471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=337869763254801471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awesome roomates.&lt;/span&gt; who all get along. and give me that boost i need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random phone calls from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOTH &lt;/span&gt;my parents. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a great job with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; co-workers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a major where my professors know &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; individually and take the time to help me with whatever i need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends who are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAIN&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-5623239521739440455?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5623239521739440455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5623239521739440455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5623239521739440455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5623239521739440455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude.html' title='gratitude.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5645009028569749646</id><published>2010-11-05T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:18:25.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm hOOoOme! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;new york.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loved every single minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loved the people. the weather. the FOOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;highlights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quality time with my parents. meeting new friends. church in the manhatten temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 hour walking tour, seriously the best way to see EVERY part of new york. walking everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the today show. seeing the lead singer of sugarland, charlie sheen, and taylor swift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;magnolia's bakery. david letterman show. central park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;riding the subway. the hustle and the bustle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brooklyn bridge. 4 floor forever 21. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodness this list could go on forever. &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/1757858549936882529-5645009028569749646?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5645009028569749646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5645009028569749646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5645009028569749646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5645009028569749646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-hoooome.html' title='i&apos;m hOOoOme! :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-572439484543691532</id><published>2010-10-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:03:21.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's a little sneek peak of the project for a competition i have been working on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is my exterior rendering.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530746560562878658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TMEosZUQWMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/GS0-wZTrXA8/s320/Exterior+good+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-572439484543691532?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/572439484543691532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=572439484543691532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/572439484543691532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/572439484543691532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/10/chocolate-shop.html' title='chocolate shop'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TMEosZUQWMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/GS0-wZTrXA8/s72-c/Exterior+good+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-4836261488926810753</id><published>2010-10-13T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:19:32.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the count down is on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEVEN MORE DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one more week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i will be here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh new york.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cannot wait. :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TLZoHgvfFrI/AAAAAAAAAS0/la5DzEHyWgA/s1600/new+york.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527720070901339826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TLZoHgvfFrI/AAAAAAAAAS0/la5DzEHyWgA/s320/new+york.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-4836261488926810753?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4836261488926810753/comments/default' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TLZoHgvfFrI/AAAAAAAAAS0/la5DzEHyWgA/s72-c/new+york.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6810147395303058727</id><published>2010-08-20T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:49:57.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the joys of wisdom teeth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3c0141b7bbfa424" 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" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3c0141b7bbfa424%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329869772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16D878CA8ACAF360F651AF0296E87504E0297877.41E01646A35BDDB3FBDA9850114E968865BAC1D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3c0141b7bbfa424%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds3OogLK-NHLWLeosW_Vwcc_ip7g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yesterday i got my wisdom teeth out. my mother and sister thought it would be hilarious to record me while still under the influence of the drugs...  excuse the swearing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's the result of one of the videos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6810147395303058727?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6810147395303058727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6810147395303058727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6810147395303058727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6810147395303058727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-joys-of-wisdom-teeth.html' title='oh the joys of wisdom teeth...'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6425288697410734895</id><published>2010-07-16T00:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:27:10.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i should be sleeping, but i'm blogging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ran across this quote today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"be believing, be happy, don't get discouraged, things will work out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-president gordon b. hinckley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's exactly what i needed to hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he sure knew what he was talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life gets tough, but we are tougher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you do your part, and things will fall into place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i find comfort in knowing that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6425288697410734895?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6425288697410734895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6425288697410734895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6425288697410734895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6425288697410734895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-should-be-sleeping-but-im-blogging.html' title='i should be sleeping, but i&apos;m blogging?'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6960128480295371182</id><published>2010-06-21T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:14:56.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY. quirks. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my QUIRKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm me. &lt;em&gt;plain &amp;amp; simple&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;: it's virtually impossible for me to fall asleep before one o'clock a.m. and at these times, i find myself doing some of the most random things ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt;: fact- in highschool i was grounded from the privledge of rearranging my bedroom, due to the fact that i may or may not have accidentally tore the carpet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;three: i love chocolate in any way, shape, or form. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt;: when i am parking my car, i always take off my seatbelt before, because i feel that it helps me park "better." Some would beg to differ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;five&lt;/strong&gt;: i haven't even come close to mastering the whole "domestic cooking" thing yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, i'm so close to perfecting the art of baking cookies, it scares me. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;six&lt;/strong&gt;: it's almost disgusting how often i visit mcdonalds. in fact, last week my roomates dared me to go a week without eating there. let's just say, i lasted 5 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my visit to the drive thru goes a little something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;employee: "Hi, welcome to McDonald's! What can we make for you today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: "Hello. One McDouble, ketchup only, one small fry, and a large blue powerade."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;employee &amp;amp; myself repeat in unison: "Alrighty that will be $3.23 at the first window please. :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sure when they see me pull up, they all roll their eyes and mumble..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh no! Not this girl again!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt;: Every morning, whether i need to or not, my brain likes to wake up at 5:32 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is then quickly put back to sleep... thank you snooze button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eight&lt;/strong&gt;: i REALLY REALLY need to start thinking about things before i say them. i have been known to embarass myself once or twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nine&lt;/strong&gt;: i think i have watched just about every episode of CSI, NCIS, criminal minds, and the medium, at least twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ten&lt;/strong&gt;: i think my laugh changes, everytime i laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eleven&lt;/strong&gt;: i have a bucket list, and i plan to complete it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twelve&lt;/strong&gt;: i am completely content with where my life is headed right now. somedays are harder than others, but i know that if i keep doing what i'm suppose to, everything will work out how its suppose to, at exactly the right time and place that its suppose to. i find comfort in knowing that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thirteen&lt;/strong&gt;: when i grow up, i want a big, super super OLD timeless looking house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fourteen&lt;/strong&gt;: a few of my fears: failure, clowns, and sex offenders. random, i know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fifteen&lt;/strong&gt;: most of the pictures on my computer are saved to a file entitled "inspiration. All of the photos are random tidbits i find pertaining to interior design, event planning, houses, headbands, weddings, and photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sixteen&lt;/strong&gt;: the gospel is a HUGE part of my life. without it, i wouldn't be me. i am so blessed to have it as a part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seventeen&lt;/strong&gt;: music, i listen to it all. And pandora radio is quite possibly the best thing invented since sliced bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eighteen&lt;/strong&gt;: i truly believe that certain people, things, and experiences are placed in your life for a reason. and in everything you do, there is a lesson to be learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nineteen&lt;/strong&gt;: chuck norris is quite possibly one of my favorite people. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twenty&lt;/strong&gt;: i enjoy playing "YOUR TEAM" entirely too much. especially with my mom, she always finds me the most random people for my team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twenty one&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm obsessed with the number 3. in all my sketches, designs, or projects, i always make sure i have things in groups of three. and in my sketches i place three dots on random things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6960128480295371182?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6960128480295371182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6960128480295371182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6960128480295371182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6960128480295371182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-quirks.html' title='MY. quirks. :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1358165416708203819</id><published>2010-06-20T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:39:59.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this guy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just a few reasons why i love my dad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's got one of those smiles that becomes contagious, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;accompanied by the most comforting laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's got the best advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; he's hardworking. actually hardworking is probably and understatement, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because he is constantly working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he likes burnt brownies. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his phone calls and text messages are completely random,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they always seem to occur at the time when i need them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he looks out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he cares so much about my family and i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he continues to love me unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is one of the most unjudging individuals you will ever meet. he gives everyone a chance. and isn't afraid to be friends with anyone. he loves everyone despite their past and flaws. he sees hope in everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves my mom. and treats her with respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is one of the most outgoing people i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he enjoys serving others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he makes sure the grass in our yard is always the greenest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he makes the best steak and potatoes, chili tacos, and dutch oven anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has never asked me to do anything that he wasn't already willing to do himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dad, thanks for always being the person i need you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy fathers day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TB6VTbKLVLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xfP7otGa_ug/s1600/cali+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484985557124338866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TB6VTbKLVLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xfP7otGa_ug/s400/cali+65.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1757858549936882529-1358165416708203819?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1358165416708203819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1358165416708203819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1358165416708203819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1358165416708203819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-this-guy.html' title='i love this guy.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TB6VTbKLVLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xfP7otGa_ug/s72-c/cali+65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-826948290879285502</id><published>2010-06-08T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:46:42.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hiiiiii. i'm lisha and i have a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;addicted&lt;/em&gt; to zippers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TA6BXE4XIYI/AAAAAAAAAQU/O47a_JpxT8Y/s1600/IMG00451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460030003585410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TA6BXE4XIYI/AAAAAAAAAQU/O47a_JpxT8Y/s320/IMG00451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TA6BWMi5LVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EkXKBgGbbTo/s1600/IMG00413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480460014881156434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TA6BWMi5LVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EkXKBgGbbTo/s320/IMG00413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-826948290879285502?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/826948290879285502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=826948290879285502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/826948290879285502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/826948290879285502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/06/addiction.html' title='addiction.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/TA6BXE4XIYI/AAAAAAAAAQU/O47a_JpxT8Y/s72-c/IMG00451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1134503864738881394</id><published>2010-06-03T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:39:15.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer. :)</title><content type='html'>hello ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;just been a bit busy, so let me give you an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is now over. (praise the heavens!) it's been over for a month now. goodness, that has flown by ever so quickly. but i passed all my classes. woot! finals were a breeze. woot! it's actually kind of a weird feeling, not being stressed and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt;: sometimes i find myself freaking out, because i feel as if i have a deadline to make, or a project to finish... but i guess thats just post traumatic syndrome after such a time consuming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anyways. enough about school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer is in full swing. and i must say i am loving every minute of it. although i wish the sunshine would come out from hiding. thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of my time is spent working. but i don't mind it one bit. i'm still putting in my hours at good ole' vanity. still lovin it there. BUT i now have a second job that i am absolutely in love with. i am working at the downeast home &amp;amp; clothing, working on the home side of the store. selling furniture, arranging room vignettes, making beds... :) is it weird to say that it doesn't even feel like a job? i love it JUST that much. i figure its good experience for my upcoming career. the people i work with are SO nice and my customers are all unique and SO friendly. i just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer has already been a busy one and the rest of the summer looks just the same...&lt;br /&gt;so many EXCITING events have happened for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greggor got his driving permit. yep. stay off all roads and sidewalks folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tash and tyler got married on the 14th. she looked gorgeous and the weather was perfect. i am so excited for the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zane left on his mission about a week ago. his farewell was awesome and he gave such a good talk in sacrament. he is such a hard worker, he will be an amazing missionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travis won state golf... congrats kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer and aj are now parents. :) i've only seen pictures, but little jemma looks absolutely adorable. i cannot wait to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next week shalee and bryan get married. yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. i told you this summer was a busy one. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-1134503864738881394?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1134503864738881394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1134503864738881394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1134503864738881394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1134503864738881394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html' title='summer. :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6390604507952337786</id><published>2010-04-03T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:06:04.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the verdict is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have officially been accepted into the studio tract of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;utah state's interior design program. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nearly wet my pants when i read the letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just ask grandpa bud and grandma bev.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;almost dropped aunt tammy's iphone that i was reading the email off of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couldn't believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;needless to say, i feel 50 lbs lighter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a heck of a lot better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;life is good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6390604507952337786?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6390604507952337786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6390604507952337786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6390604507952337786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6390604507952337786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-verdict-is.html' title='and the verdict is...'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8473121952435857727</id><published>2010-03-29T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:28:33.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i survived... i think. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life is finally back to normal, well at least for a little bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last week i've been prepping for sophomore review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk about stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last week i got a total of 8 hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda freaky, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didn't even see my roomates hardly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it feels so good to have all my projects done and on display&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the panel of judges to critique and tell me if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm up to par and able to stay in the program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had a total of 7 projects to submit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first was a gallery concept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we picked an artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i picked michelle caplan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's a mixed media collage artist. her stuff is way neat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we then chose an inspiration piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this would be mine below.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454273237926715970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S7F4nKaKokI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_ljNyotE8IE/s320/268587159_456f388f31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;based on our image, we then abstracted it, did a series of functional diagrams, parti diagrams, bubble diagrams, and sought out on our concept for our design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i couldn't get by concept and programming boards to upload. :( but lets just say they took &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alot of planning, but i was pleased with how they turned out.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they then gave us each a floor plan to base the gallery in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;based on our diagrams and abstractions, we then transformed the floor plan into a gallery and planned the space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was an adventure. but i loved every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were required to hand render a perspective of the gallery and a rendered floor plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hand rendering is so much fun. its time consuming, but its fun to see how your style changes and how far you progress as you practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are how those turned out. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454271255044089058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S7F2zvmG5OI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GFGQSGsO5Jw/s320/floorplan+edit+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454271501588773554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S7F3CGC8OrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/F41bmSMU9CE/s320/GALLERY+RENDERING+POSTER+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another project that was reviewed was our famous furniture piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had to pick a furniture piece, built a vignette aroudn it, build it in autocad, extrude it, then load it into 3Dsmax and render it.&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo much fun. and its probably my favorite project i've done so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454272253979146530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S7F3t46yOSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hK91xcmFq-w/s320/POLDER+poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the remaining pieces of the review were from my tiny house project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. glad its over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i find out friday whether i'm in or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8473121952435857727?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8473121952435857727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8473121952435857727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8473121952435857727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8473121952435857727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-survived-i-think.html' title='i survived... i think. :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S7F4nKaKokI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_ljNyotE8IE/s72-c/268587159_456f388f31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1775467700583640703</id><published>2010-03-20T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:50:43.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up!</title><content type='html'>it seems like lately i just post a random picture of my current project and call it good for blogging, but its honestly been forever since i have actually sat down and wrote some stuff out. so i'll catch ya'll up on my life. this past week was spring break. let me just say, the week was DESPERATELY needed. i have enjoyed every single second of it. it started off with a huge celebration for my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary. such an awesome weekend spent with all of my mom's side. i don't get to see them all too much, so it was great to catch up with everyone. :) i sure do love them all. after a couple of days in spanish fork, i headed home with my mom and spent a few days just relaxing in good old burley. there's really no place like home. it's hard to believe that i have been out of the house for almost 2 WHOLE YEARS! oh my goodness! i feel so old. now i'm in logan.. for the rest of spring break. working at vanity :) and getting my portfolio together for sophomore review. i am SO nervous. my letter of intent to the interior design board is due wednesday, along with my transcript. the following monday is when my portfolio is due. its gonna be a tough pick this year. everyone in my level is SO talented. after the professors go over our work, they will choose with section to put us into. the two sections are studio and sales &amp;amp; marketing or the third section... NEITHER. ahhh i so hope and pray my work is of good enough quality to get into either. i started off the year wanting to be chosen to be in strictly studio, but as the year has progressed i have had a change of heart. i will honestly be happy with whatever section they choose for me. i'm just glad they get to pick for me because i'm so indecisive. so we will see what the future has in store for me.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-1775467700583640703?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1775467700583640703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1775467700583640703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1775467700583640703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1775467700583640703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-up.html' title='catch up!'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-4446602144919520178</id><published>2010-03-11T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:15:21.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;live by choice, not by chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make changes, not excuses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be motivated, not manipulated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be useful, not used. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the rest of your life is being shaped right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with the dreams you chase, the choices you make, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the person you decide to be. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-4446602144919520178?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4446602144919520178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=4446602144919520178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/4446602144919520178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/4446602144919520178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-thought.html' title='just a thought...'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-7346230346859820227</id><published>2010-03-02T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:35:27.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i've been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is what i've been working on for the past 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; it is complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;built in CAD &amp;amp; rendered 3D STUDIO MAX. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S42slpPOc9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/nkrrrtaF49M/s1600-h/Polder+Vignette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444197287285650386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S42slpPOc9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/nkrrrtaF49M/s320/Polder+Vignette.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-7346230346859820227?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7346230346859820227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=7346230346859820227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7346230346859820227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7346230346859820227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='what i&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S42slpPOc9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/nkrrrtaF49M/s72-c/Polder+Vignette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8929936432320126872</id><published>2010-02-07T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:15:19.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>interior design.. to lego design</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S2-5zRKR1JI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PIKdkW3nA_g/s1600-h/flame+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435767565690459282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S2-5zRKR1JI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PIKdkW3nA_g/s320/flame+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the past 2 weeks, we've been learning a new rendering program.&lt;br /&gt;we got to practice out our skills by building and rendering a lego car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think it turned out rather nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8929936432320126872?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8929936432320126872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8929936432320126872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8929936432320126872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8929936432320126872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/interior-design-to-lego-design.html' title='interior design.. to lego design'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S2-5zRKR1JI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PIKdkW3nA_g/s72-c/flame+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6484252116771022752</id><published>2010-01-12T23:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:12:27.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i survived. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha it's been quite the crazy adventure the past couple of days. and i must say i am happy to have them over with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;: taught my very first lesson in relief society. never in a million years would i have thought that at this point in my life i would already be teaching relief society. ( i'm 2nd counselor in the relief society now.) i was oh so nervous. it also didn't help that the lesson was only a page and a half long. so knowing that when i am nervous, i tend to speak rather quickly, i decided to print off a couple of conference talks, and work them into my lesson. haha oh goodness, i still spoke too quickly, with almost 20 minutes remaining. thank goodness the bishop was there to help out. :) my lesson went well though, and i learned so much preparing it. lets cross our fingers that next time goes more smoothly and i learn to talk slower. (thanks mom for passing on that trait. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;: started my 4th semester of school. (holy crap! like really i feel so old &amp;amp; accomplished.) my classes went well. and shouldn't be quite as tough as last semester, or at least we can hope. i am taking the second part of my CAD &amp;amp; Graphics courses. along with English 2010, Natural Disasters and Space Planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to add to my first day of school jitters. I got to attend my first and hopefully ONLY, courtroom experience. back in august aspen and i caught 2 girls shoplifting, and they ended up taking it to court. never been so intimidated in my life. but.. it builds character i guess, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;: school and a couple lovely hours of doing inventory at the store. glad that's over. i counted around 300 pairs of jeans... enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's too the past couple of days... lets see what the rest of the week has to offer. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6484252116771022752?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6484252116771022752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6484252116771022752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6484252116771022752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6484252116771022752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-survived.html' title='i survived. :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-7988394419024342421</id><published>2010-01-06T12:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:52:17.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more headbands. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S0T36T5Ir-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vHDeGA0Oa94/s1600-h/headband+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423732432405311458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S0T36T5Ir-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vHDeGA0Oa94/s320/headband+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S0T35zLOTxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G1B2td-l0BM/s1600-h/headband+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423732423622807314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S0T35zLOTxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G1B2td-l0BM/s320/headband+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-7988394419024342421?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7988394419024342421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=7988394419024342421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7988394419024342421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7988394419024342421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-headbands.html' title='more headbands. :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/S0T36T5Ir-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vHDeGA0Oa94/s72-c/headband+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1823285418056589408</id><published>2010-01-01T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:04:43.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my.new.obsession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i may or may not have a new obsession with making headbands. i made all of these tonight. SO fun. i've &lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt; sold a few. yay for christmas break and spare time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7urrofLmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tLQAHqIi7Zo/s1600-h/headbands+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033435614981730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7urrofLmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tLQAHqIi7Zo/s320/headbands+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7urUkYDZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cAkrsljHKac/s1600-h/headbands+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033429423721874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7urUkYDZI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cAkrsljHKac/s320/headbands+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7uq0TEsiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ezyKQrIoFtw/s1600-h/headband+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033420761215522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7uq0TEsiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ezyKQrIoFtw/s320/headband+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7uqmRnE2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/LJxtRSlPgsg/s1600-h/headband+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033416996983650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7uqmRnE2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/LJxtRSlPgsg/s320/headband+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-1823285418056589408?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1823285418056589408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1823285418056589408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1823285418056589408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1823285418056589408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/mynewobsession.html' title='my.new.obsession.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sz7urrofLmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tLQAHqIi7Zo/s72-c/headbands+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5292584162146139487</id><published>2009-11-23T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:40:07.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 month RELATIONSHIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SyVbQX85fvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-t76c2CoKAA/s1600-h/IMG00303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SyVbQA_tVBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/x4KPPh5ijqc/s1600-h/IMG00308.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on septemeber 30, 2009, something walked into my life, that would change it forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whom may you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, my friends, i'll tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people keep asking me "lish, where have you been? what have you been doing with all your time? we never see you anymore, are you ok?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to them i would reply, " you will see, you will see."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now finally after 3 months of adventure, i will now confess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hiiii my name is alisha and i have been in a love/hate relationship for the past 3 months."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've spent countless hours, so wrapped up and involved in this little guy. at first it was fun. i'd look forward to the time i would get to spend with him. always wondering what i'd get to do with him next. what adventure would wait for us today! time would just fly whenever i was with him. all the hours would just fade into each other. getting little or no sleep each night because of him, and when i did get sleep, of course i was still dreaming about him. my life was consumed. when i let friends get a glimpse of him, they would just stand back in awe, asking, "is this HIM?" people couldn't understand why i would let him control everything i did. why i was spending so much time with him instead of THEM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with whom you may ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who is this HIM i keep talking about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let me introduce you to him.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414834449189438850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SyVbPhV8BYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/OLJUWZiTcWI/s320/tiny+house+edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SyVa5AlpzXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mPPxUxwdVT8/s1600-h/DSCF7001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tiny, these are my friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends this is tiny, my love for the past 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha is he not what you were expecting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in my design program, each sophomore must go through the gruelling process of designing an entire 1000 sq. foot home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brainstorming ideas, building it on cadd, getting each section and aspect of the plan approved by my professor. building presentation boards, axonometric views, construction documents and the final building model of your house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's been a heck of a semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wouldn't trade it for anything, or would i? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and like any relationship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll see if this one pays off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if i have a future with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess we will see in april when sophomore review rolls around...&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/1757858549936882529-5292584162146139487?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5292584162146139487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5292584162146139487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5292584162146139487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5292584162146139487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-month-relationship.html' title='3 month RELATIONSHIP'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SyVbPhV8BYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/OLJUWZiTcWI/s72-c/tiny+house+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1645318361886956100</id><published>2009-09-23T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:34:22.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the grind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; back to the grind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sketching my little heart away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last weeks sketches were from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"the ancient egyptian and greek period."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i must say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my sketching skills had gotten a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;rusty over the summer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but low and behold,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3 of my 10 sketches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;were chosen by my professor as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"show stoppers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and were shown to the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it totally made my day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrENqE5vUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZZtt1GNOGT4/s1600-h/DSCF6722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384832043387043138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrENqE5vUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZZtt1GNOGT4/s320/DSCF6722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrENARfKvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_WLN80nE0Yk/s1600-h/DSCF6721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384832032165538546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrENARfKvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_WLN80nE0Yk/s320/DSCF6721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrEMhptJaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LLCNVQTa_B8/s1600-h/DSCF6718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384832023945618850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrEMhptJaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LLCNVQTa_B8/s320/DSCF6718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-1645318361886956100?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1645318361886956100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1645318361886956100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1645318361886956100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1645318361886956100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-grind.html' title='back to the grind...'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SrrENqE5vUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZZtt1GNOGT4/s72-c/DSCF6722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5004580910368337974</id><published>2009-09-08T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:18:21.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy sundays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was home in burley this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunday evening mason and i decided to take a few photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they actually turned our pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love this little guy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are just a few i like...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6LEivlyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QupgmCYTab0/s1600-h/Mason+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332241789785890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6LEivlyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QupgmCYTab0/s320/Mason+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6Kgcn__I/AAAAAAAAAMY/HTF8rLyLPtE/s1600-h/Mason+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332232100446194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6Kgcn__I/AAAAAAAAAMY/HTF8rLyLPtE/s320/Mason+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6KFrxCkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/crSRpnNx_Tc/s1600-h/Mason+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332224916195906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6KFrxCkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/crSRpnNx_Tc/s320/Mason+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6JH_J1YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/N9PICQ3SA9w/s1600-h/Mason+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332208354514306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6JH_J1YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/N9PICQ3SA9w/s320/Mason+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc5ifqlmLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Oe5Y6a_o_Z0/s1600-h/Mason+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379331544695806130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc5ifqlmLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Oe5Y6a_o_Z0/s320/Mason+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc5h7GL1jI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uxzCoRJINa8/s1600-h/Mason+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379331534879446578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc5h7GL1jI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uxzCoRJINa8/s320/Mason+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-5004580910368337974?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5004580910368337974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5004580910368337974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5004580910368337974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5004580910368337974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy-sundays.html' title='lazy sundays'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sqc6LEivlyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QupgmCYTab0/s72-c/Mason+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3684889168457515134</id><published>2009-09-05T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:38:03.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;lately, i have been thinking SO much about life, and evaluating my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life can get so hard sometimes and we might ask, "Why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are each here with a purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are here at the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exact time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the exact place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that we are suppose to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because each of us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has a specific plan set out for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each trial we face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUR &lt;/span&gt;benefit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heavenly father never hands us a trial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that he knows we cannot handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they make us STRONGER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i read this quote the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;promise yourself this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"to be SO strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to talk health, happiness &amp;amp; prosperity to everyone you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to make all of your friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to look at the sunny side of everything &amp;amp; make your optimism come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to think only of the best, to work only for the best, and expect only the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to wear a cheerful expression at all times &amp;amp; give a smile to every living creature you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to give so much time to improving yourself, that you have no time to criticize others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud word, but in great deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to live in faith that the whole world is on your side, so long as you are true to the best that is in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Christian D. Larson-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today's tests, &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow's testimonies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;make the MOST of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You will find happiness in the life you choose for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-3684889168457515134?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3684889168457515134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3684889168457515134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3684889168457515134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3684889168457515134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/life.html' title='life.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-7772296968228727528</id><published>2009-08-23T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:12:45.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harman birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my dearest daddy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aunt tina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uncle trent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;summer dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-7772296968228727528?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7772296968228727528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=7772296968228727528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7772296968228727528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/7772296968228727528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/harman-birthdays.html' title='harman birthdays'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3988206733899430339</id><published>2009-08-19T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:33:13.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zach's photography :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3170534137696089825&amp;amp;site=widget-e1.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;last monday, i had the opportunity to spend a couple hours with my cousin Zach. He is quite the little photographer. EXTREMELY talented. I had a blast! I love that kid! We had so much fun. If any of you are interested in a little photo shoot, I would definitely recommend him! I love you Zachary Bob Harman. :) Here's a slideshow of our favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137696089825&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p1/3170534137696089825/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137696089825&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p2/3170534137696089825/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137696089825&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p4/3170534137696089825/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/1757858549936882529-3988206733899430339?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3988206733899430339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3988206733899430339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3988206733899430339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3988206733899430339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='zach&apos;s photography :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1555294090106407197</id><published>2009-08-16T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:01:03.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the past week, i have been in a few situations,&lt;br /&gt;that have caused me to realize just how precious life is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the truth is, we take it for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we never know how long we have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so while we're here, being tried and tested,&lt;br /&gt;we need to make the MOST of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live each day to the&lt;strong&gt; fullest&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't hold grudges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;appreciate&lt;/strong&gt; those around you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh TOO much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can never have too many friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;count your blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;family is everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choose the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; in our lives happen for a reason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at exactly the right time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at exactly the right place, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that it's suppose to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heavenly father watches out for each and every one of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hears and answers our prayers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370683804476797874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SoiAdw7Ic7I/AAAAAAAAALw/UQfVtWZbXqg/s320/DSCF6641.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/1757858549936882529-1555294090106407197?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1555294090106407197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1555294090106407197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1555294090106407197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1555294090106407197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-past-week-i-have-been-in-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SoiAdw7Ic7I/AAAAAAAAALw/UQfVtWZbXqg/s72-c/DSCF6641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5811525954071774190</id><published>2009-06-27T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:31:39.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life's better blonde.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;back to blonde. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Skarf4bgj7I/AAAAAAAAALU/c4rOw4EEZyM/s1600-h/2009_06270002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352153771388473266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Skarf4bgj7I/AAAAAAAAALU/c4rOw4EEZyM/s320/2009_06270002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1757858549936882529-5811525954071774190?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5811525954071774190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5811525954071774190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5811525954071774190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5811525954071774190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-better-blonde.html' title='life&apos;s better blonde.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Skarf4bgj7I/AAAAAAAAALU/c4rOw4EEZyM/s72-c/2009_06270002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6725581943036127381</id><published>2009-06-26T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:59:05.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dad :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;also known as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gregg michael harman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of the coolest guys you will ever meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351782283261816210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVZobUMrZI/AAAAAAAAALM/LxHF5QoFwWA/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and you ask why do i love him so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, i'll tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not only is he my dad, but also one of my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i look forward to his random phone calls, voicemails, and text messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's one in a million.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;motivates&lt;/span&gt; me to be a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he works SO hard for my family and i. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves my mom.&lt;br /&gt;he is optimistic and always looks on the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt; side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if you are mad at the world, he can make you smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has the best dance moves to shania twain  songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he doesn't judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves everyone unconditionally and gives &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has the best sense of humor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is a good cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gotta love the chili tacos, homemade french fries, dutch oven, steak and potatoes, fajitas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dad i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i hope you had a fantastic fathers day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6725581943036127381?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6725581943036127381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6725581943036127381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6725581943036127381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6725581943036127381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dad.html' title='my dad :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVZobUMrZI/AAAAAAAAALM/LxHF5QoFwWA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1895226923106872928</id><published>2009-06-26T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:13:30.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Vision Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351775528734940226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTfQvf3EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QyfIDlpK6DY/s320/2009_06130054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;on june 13, i had the opportunity to join my family in salt lake for the first annual &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Utah Vision 5k walk&lt;/span&gt;. it was an event put on to help raise funds for the Foundation Fighting Blindness. I have two cousins who have a genetic eye disease called X-linked juvenile retinoschisis. The disease affects the retina of the eye, causting retinal degeneration along with other potential complications, possibly leading to complete blindness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll definitely be walking it again next year, and hopefully helping my aunt sarah out alot more. she is such an awesome lady. she put so much work into the walk and i want her to know i love her and that she is a great example to me. the event was carefully planned and was a huge success. it was amazing to see all the love and support people had for this cause. i had a blast and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i know everyone else in attendance did also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few photos. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351775543630941970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTgIO-zxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7eQyHxINxgI/s320/2009_06130016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;lucas and caleb sporting their balloon hats. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTfsNQnrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GlDfGFEqYH4/s1600-h/2009_06130047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351775536107527858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTfsNQnrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GlDfGFEqYH4/s320/2009_06130047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aunt janet, aunt sarah, and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTfAWRJUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b_oLQHuJ_lQ/s1600-h/2009_06130049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351775524334150978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTfAWRJUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b_oLQHuJ_lQ/s320/2009_06130049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, my mom, and averi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTesI7uQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/mKm578P4ias/s1600-h/2009_06130033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351775518909511938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTesI7uQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/mKm578P4ias/s320/2009_06130033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tash, me, uncle jared, and ave pausing for a quick photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSfuEiV1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/JzwiVE3wRaM/s1600-h/2009_06130042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351774437096183634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSfuEiV1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/JzwiVE3wRaM/s320/2009_06130042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and tash just walkin it out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSfH142JI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sTnWTWWYxXQ/s1600-h/2009_06130067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351774426834196626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSfH142JI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sTnWTWWYxXQ/s320/2009_06130067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; team monster truck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSeyxuXGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RwlKEIRUA9A/s1600-h/2009_06130043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351774421179587682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSeyxuXGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RwlKEIRUA9A/s320/2009_06130043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grandma &amp;amp; grandpa eliason and aunt sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSesj8gzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PLvPa-HYPj0/s1600-h/2009_06130014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351774419511182130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSesj8gzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PLvPa-HYPj0/s320/2009_06130014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lucas &amp;amp; my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSeQIw9fI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JoMyJIzQILg/s1600-h/2009_06130019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351774411880986098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVSeQIw9fI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JoMyJIzQILg/s320/2009_06130019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the finish.. caleb, me, averi, tash, and my mom. &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/1757858549936882529-1895226923106872928?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1895226923106872928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1895226923106872928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1895226923106872928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1895226923106872928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/utah-vision-walk.html' title='Utah Vision Walk'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SkVTfQvf3EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QyfIDlpK6DY/s72-c/2009_06130054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8243187031000122451</id><published>2009-06-10T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:10:46.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't drink while driving. thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Si_16yZBgNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dtmbD0wTN_Y/s1600-h/dietcoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345761673020014802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Si_16yZBgNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dtmbD0wTN_Y/s320/dietcoke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;awww... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;this picture makes me smile. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm an addict, i'll be the first to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mom has had me hooked on it since, well uh FOREVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so of course, yesterday when the lady at the wendy's drive thru asked me what i wanted to drink with my #11, i didn't even hesitate, i replied, "a medium diet coke please."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i pay, get my lunch, and headed back to my apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was a block away from my apartment, stopped at a stoplight, with nothing better to do, but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to take a sip of my diet coke. haha, i swear it was calling out to me, but anyways, i finally gave in and picked up my drink and put my blackberry in the cupholder. after taking a sip of my drink, i went to return it to the cupholder, while at the same time i managed to knock the lid off my drink and not only did it spill on my entire lap, seat, passenger seat &amp;amp; floor mat, but it ALSO filled the entire cupholder that my blackberry was sitting in. at first i was in a state of shock. i rushed home cleaned out my car, changed my clothes, and attempted to fix my no longer functioning blackberry. i was distraught. especially since my blackberry is basically my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many thoughts were running through my mind: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"ALISHA, HOW DO YOU MANAGE TO DO SUCH STUPID THINGS? LIKE SERIOUSLY?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well that mystery may never be solved, but thanks to my lovely cousin Chelsey, she solved my cell phone problem. i was talking to her on facebook telling her about my lovely incident, i'm sure she was laughing, because seriously it is rather comical, but i was freaking out. then she suggested that i take the battery and sim card out of my phone, and stick my phone into a bag of rice. then she said, "i know it sounds crazy, but just do it. my sister-in-law did it. the rice absorbs all the moisture." so i tried it, AND OH MY HECK IT WORKED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;chelsey&lt;/span&gt; i love you my dear, you are a lifesaver. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the rest of you reading this, &lt;em&gt;the moral of the story is&lt;/em&gt;: don't drink while driving. haha ok so we already know not to do that, but just in case your cell phone gets damaged by &lt;strong&gt;ANY &lt;/strong&gt;liquid form, put it in a bag of rice, and in just a few short hours, your phone will be restored. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8243187031000122451?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8243187031000122451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8243187031000122451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8243187031000122451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8243187031000122451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-drink-while-driving-thank-you.html' title='don&apos;t drink while driving. thank you.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Si_16yZBgNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dtmbD0wTN_Y/s72-c/dietcoke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3062211048253184022</id><published>2009-05-28T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:30:58.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taylor swiftttt :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;on tuesday i had the lovely opportunity of attending the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;taylor swift&lt;/span&gt; concert in salt lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh my heck, it was amazing. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's a few pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340988324454165122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8AlVSZaoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2O1tUJd2z1Y/s320/CIMG7165.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovestory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8Akwl3eoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Fv7Z6kcGq5Y/s1600-h/CIMG7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340988314603715202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8Akwl3eoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Fv7Z6kcGq5Y/s320/CIMG7159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;singing tim mcgraw,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she randomly appeared in the audience, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was so sweet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8Akr1thCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oeiFdmw8Vms/s1600-h/CIMG7150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340988313327993890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8Akr1thCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oeiFdmw8Vms/s320/CIMG7150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; you belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8AkdnwCHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dIB8DaM_ONs/s1600-h/CIMG7171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340988309511342194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8AkdnwCHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dIB8DaM_ONs/s320/CIMG7171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and lastly,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;us having fun at the concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ps. why can't i ever be serious for a picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-3062211048253184022?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3062211048253184022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3062211048253184022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3062211048253184022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3062211048253184022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-swiftttt.html' title='taylor swiftttt :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sh8AlVSZaoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2O1tUJd2z1Y/s72-c/CIMG7165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-2783100351746352042</id><published>2009-05-13T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:38:17.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated mothers day :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know this post is coming a little late, but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been waiting for our internet to be hooked up in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my new apartment, haha and it STILL isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so this post is coming at you via my neighbors internet cord. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i still wanted to give a shout to my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially since mother's day was on sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've got to say that i have the most amazing mom ever.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335531154747435874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SgudUP7AK2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/AgcdSoHDluM/s320/2008_07070025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things i love about my mom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she has made me everything i am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she continues to love me unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she has been there for me through EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is so talented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she has set the best example to me and my siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's the only one that i know that can whip together a prom dress in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her food is delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love her crazy blonde moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is selfless. she is constantly doing things for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she has sacrificed so much for me and my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this list could go on forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but mom, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that i sure do love you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope that i can be as good as a mom as you someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see you in 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SgudTqj7ZYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FJF8FAC56RQ/s1600-h/2010_04050070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335531144718542210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SgudTqj7ZYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FJF8FAC56RQ/s320/2010_04050070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-2783100351746352042?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2783100351746352042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=2783100351746352042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/2783100351746352042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/2783100351746352042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-belated-mothers-day.html' title='happy belated mothers day :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SgudUP7AK2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/AgcdSoHDluM/s72-c/2008_07070025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-673941231240422394</id><published>2009-05-03T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:43:16.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thursday i officially finished my first year of college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woot woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm a survivor. :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yay for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and NO school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let the fun begin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-673941231240422394?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/673941231240422394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=673941231240422394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/673941231240422394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/673941231240422394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-survivor.html' title='i&apos;m a survivor'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-999339850883415884</id><published>2009-04-24T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:55:09.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr. macgreggor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SfKsSR1nwfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ppH_KH6WWMk/s1600-h/greggor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328510739158647282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SfKsSR1nwfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ppH_KH6WWMk/s320/greggor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, you guessed it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet ANOTHER birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this little twirp &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mr. macgreggor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is turning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the big 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holy crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where does time go honestly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had to pull out this picture from 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was blonde, and he was young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boy, how things change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;greggor is quite the kid, i tell you what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you never know what to expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's always up to something. my mother would say "scheming." he's famous for his "mumbling under his breath while getting in trouble," and his "short but sweet prayers." if we want to eat fast, we know who to call on for the blessing of the food. he always has something up his sleeve. he definitely keeps us on our toes. he recently posted his own videos on youtube. describing why you shouldn't judge &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"offbrand"&lt;/span&gt; paintballs just because they are from walmart. my dad told me to watch the videos and i nearly wet my pants. the kid honestly is hilarious. he's also VERY protective. in highschool, when boys would come over, he would do everything in his power to make them feel uncomfortable. he'd tease them to no end. this kid is a thinker. i remember one night, greggor took advantage of having his bedroom on the upper level of our house. as two of my guy friends were leaving, greggor popped out the screen of his window and started attacking them with his airsoft gun. at the time i thought he was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGGEST&lt;/span&gt; pain in the butt, but now i'll admit, i do miss the kid. (sidenote: hmmm maybe greggor should come live here in logan with me and scare off all the creeper guys that are around here. haha) i can't believe how fast he has grown up. in fact, i think he's even taller than me now. (well who isn't? haha!) but greggor, you little butt, i hope you have a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;. i miss you and love you. see you soon kiddo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-999339850883415884?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/999339850883415884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=999339850883415884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/999339850883415884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/999339850883415884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/mr-macgreggor.html' title='mr. macgreggor'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SfKsSR1nwfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ppH_KH6WWMk/s72-c/greggor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-301635034941633989</id><published>2009-04-19T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:40:37.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty three.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twenty three...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, michael jordan's jersey number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i also believe it was tashie's basketball number. correct me if i'm wrong.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The date that the Titanic sank, 4/15/1912, 4+1+5+1+9+1+2=&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The date the Twin Towers were hit, 9/11/2001, 9+11+2+1=&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seconds for blood to circulate through the human body.&lt;br /&gt;The tilt of Earth’s axis is roughly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; degrees.&lt;br /&gt;A human baby receives &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chromosomes from each parent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;august &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the day of my dad's, aunt tina's, and uncle trent's birthdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;ALSO&lt;/strong&gt; the number of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;freaking pieces of JUNKMAIL i have recieved in my mailbox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since turning in my design portfolio, as i have been ever so patiently waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for either an acceptance, or a rejection letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the interior design department. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today my letter came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am &lt;strong&gt;officially&lt;/strong&gt; a member&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Utah State University's Interior Design Program. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was well worth the wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-301635034941633989?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/301635034941633989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=301635034941633989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/301635034941633989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/301635034941633989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-three.html' title='twenty three.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-1485901135713264677</id><published>2009-04-09T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:20:11.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;well i'm officially the whopping 19 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322956991731968786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sd7xLobdqxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/l2_qxQC7IyQ/s320/harman+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel incredibly old, yet young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's kind of a weird feeling to be honest with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anyways, i had quite possibly the best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;birthday weekend ever. i don't even know where to begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was a weekend filled with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and plenty of pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cristy and misty were home from colorado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chelsey, lance, and baby carson were home from kaysville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me, tash, and shalee were all home from college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were ever so pleased to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DAN, TAMMY,SAWYER,TANNER,TAYZIA, &amp;amp; JAMARI with us also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's been quite awhile since the harmans have all been together, so we enjoyed every last second of it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322956996902954018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sd7xL7sUpCI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rbi13t-FIeQ/s320/Harman+Party+3+remix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday night: after the priesthood session, all the adults, including myself, made a good ole' visit to shon hing for our bi-annual conference dinner. it was fantastic. finally, haha i am old enough to attend this event. and i tell you what, being there is alot better than babysitting your siblings til 11 and praying your parents would bring you home leftovers. (haha, i've been doing this since i was 8) so this was a night i had been looking forward to for a long time. haha anyways, the food was so delicious. i think all in attendence had a good time. there's never a dull moment with those harmans around. from their laughs, to their stories, it just never gets old. uncle ryn even got to make a call to the police because of some "gang action" happening outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday got even better: dan, tammy &amp;amp; their finally showed up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that's when the real party got started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we ate, in fact we ate alot. we had it all. turkey, ham, rolls, aunt terisa's delicious potato salad, green salad, chips and dip, fresh fruit, (freak my stomach just growls thinking about it.) and aunt tina brought all sorts of delicious desserts. pretty sure i packed on the pounds this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after lunch, we took some family pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322956999329043474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sd7xMEuv1BI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dZhcuh-XP-w/s320/party+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have all changed quite a bit since our last one, almost 12 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crazy how time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways after that we played the most hilarious game.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322957004119848994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sd7xMWk9uCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Nz9lzhdSzo4/s320/Party+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's called boxers or briefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we learned quite a few secrets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha and i'll leave it at that. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all in all it was a fantastic weekend, and i couldn't think of a better way to spend my birthday than with family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322956995420980050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sd7xL2K_g1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ygo8Pn9NwJA/s320/Harman+Party+7+Remix.jpg" border="0" /&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/1757858549936882529-1485901135713264677?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1485901135713264677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=1485901135713264677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1485901135713264677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/1485901135713264677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-weekend.html' title='birthday weekend.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/Sd7xLobdqxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/l2_qxQC7IyQ/s72-c/harman+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5018587586586762189</id><published>2009-03-31T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:33:30.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mason. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319587779017096466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SdL45o_SvRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IDi3GIy93dA/s320/2008_07260131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;so as most of you know, april is the happenin' month in the harman house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mine, mason, and greggor's birthdays all fall in april. so it's a month we all look forward to, which is why  i was a little surprised when i recieved a rather funny phone call last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was mason....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hey lish, do you know how many days are in march?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i reply, "there are 31 days in march mason, and YES i know your birthday is on wednesday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"well i was just making sure you didn't forget about me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then the phone clicked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldn't help but chuckle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha this little guy never ceases to make me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was 4 days from being 9 when this little kiddo was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;april fool's day of 1999.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought my dad was kidding when he called to tell me that i had a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new little brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i even took the little guy to mrs. bradley's class for "show-and-tell."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's crazy to think that he's now the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG TEN YEARS OLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mason and i get along entirely too well for being siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is not a bad thing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mason is one of the most honest kids you'll ever meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's not afraid to say it like it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has the softest heart and has an unconditional love for just about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone and anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(including his 50 gallon tank of hermit crabs. haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's never a dull moment with mason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from his "that's what she said" comments, to his random phone calls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the kid is adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday mason!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't party too hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll see you bright and early saturday! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love you buddy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-5018587586586762189?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5018587586586762189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5018587586586762189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5018587586586762189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5018587586586762189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-mason.html' title='happy birthday mason. :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SdL45o_SvRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IDi3GIy93dA/s72-c/2008_07260131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5750725881542048840</id><published>2009-03-19T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:04:37.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like today. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so tuesday we got our sketchbooks back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was a little &lt;em&gt;disappointed&lt;/em&gt; when i recieved 48 out of 50 total points &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on my sketches. so for the past 2 days i have been beating myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(haha ok not literally, but you know what i mean.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but anyways today when we got to class, my professor said he had a couple of show stopper sketches to show us. so he starts the slideshow. &lt;em&gt;panic&lt;/em&gt; set into my body as he showed us the first sketch. it was AMAZING. some girl had gone all out and sketched this huge old building. she didn't miss a detail. i was seriously in awe by her talent. so in my head i was thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"ok there is no way i can compete with this. if i keep watching this slideshow i'm just going to become depressed." so i just decided to not watch it as he continued with the second slide. then the girl next to me nudged me and said, "LISH THAT'S YOUR CHAIR!" i looked up, and sure enough MY CHAIR HAD MADE THE SHOW STOPPERS. bahhhhh i was soooooo excited. so i decided to keep watching. good thing i did because 4 more of my sketches made the show stoppers. so right now, 6 hours later, i'm sitting here STILL smiling. :] :] :] :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha i feel like i'm floating on a cloud? haha it just doesn't seem real that 5 of the 12 show stoppers were mine. hahha ahhh.. i love my life. and to make my day EVEN more better, uncle clark, aunt tina, zane, and jade came to logan today. they came to check out campus for zane next year, so i got to spend a little time with them. it was super fun. it was way good to see family. :] it made me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's been a tough week, but today made it ALL worth it. haha i like today. :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-5750725881542048840?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5750725881542048840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5750725881542048840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5750725881542048840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5750725881542048840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-today.html' title='i like today. :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8286570112487729899</id><published>2009-03-03T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:31:26.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring is in the air... and so is smoke. haha :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wow it's been quite some time since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;so a few quick updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i FINALLY finished my 20 sketches for my architecture &amp;amp; furnishings class.&lt;br /&gt;as i turned in my sketchbook, it felt like a huge load had been lifted off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;however, i am just about sick of chairs. haha. :]&lt;br /&gt;(there's a slideshow of some of them on my previous post.)&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it made me happy to see the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;in fact i even walked home from school today.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even have to wear a coat.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm going to invest in a bottle of pepperspray.&lt;br /&gt;there were a few creepers on the way down to my apartment. haha.&lt;br /&gt;spring is definitely in the air,&lt;br /&gt;and i CAN'T wait for spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nothing really new in my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;except for the fact that i have officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;grounded myself from cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't even worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;didn't&lt;/strong&gt; start my kitchen on fire.&lt;br /&gt;every smoke alarm &lt;strong&gt;didn't&lt;/strong&gt; go off.&lt;br /&gt;there were no flames at all.&lt;br /&gt;my neighbors &lt;strong&gt;didn't &lt;/strong&gt;get mad.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;wasn't&lt;/strong&gt; embarassed at all.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;strong&gt;didn't&lt;/strong&gt; spend hours cleaning our stove.&lt;br /&gt;(haha i wish none of the above were true.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt; don't judge me: all i wanted was a nice bowl of pasta roni. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha, but we live and we learn right?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8286570112487729899?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8286570112487729899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8286570112487729899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8286570112487729899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8286570112487729899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-is-in-air-and-so-is-smoke-haha.html' title='spring is in the air... and so is smoke. haha :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6395785115781737487</id><published>2009-03-03T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:14:13.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sketchbook complete. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=133798448&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=133798448"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=133798448&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=133798448"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6395785115781737487?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6395785115781737487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6395785115781737487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6395785115781737487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6395785115781737487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/03/sketchbook-complete.html' title='sketchbook complete. :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-2396578042559481274</id><published>2009-02-08T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:33:06.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a week of adventure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; yayyyy. so this week was filled with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;many adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some fun, and some not so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday started off with the lovely superbowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;food, friends and football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can life get any better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me, aspen, and tashie, stayed true to our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;steelers and it surely paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;great game i might add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, the lovely group of people i watched &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the game with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tricked me into thinking that the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whole 4th quarter was going to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played in 3D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i watched the entire game thinking that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and until yesterday i believed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhh, when will these blonde moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stop happening? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;monday, me and aspen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didn't have school nor work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we set out and explored good ole logan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we found some new places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we tooks some lovely pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was a freakin blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631220423533346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gAtKwoyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FL2Wl4hEcxs/s320/2009_02020005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631212673915026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gAQTG2JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wKhUVLXUw2U/s320/afternoon+adventures+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631213647230754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gAT7KdyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lSgIUXKDkDQ/s320/afternoon+adventures+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;most of tuesday and wednesday was filled with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;homework and studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in a past post, i mentioned the sketching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;class that has totally been kicking my butt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i have an update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's still kicking my butt, haha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, i think my "sketching skills" have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somewhat improved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's one of my latest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it took me 3 freaking hours, but i must &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say, i am proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i also tested out my new "architectual lettering" out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the piece. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300627598283479186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-ct3pRmJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LxWUBYP5OpA/s320/IMG00086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday night, aspen's dad was in town snowmobiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so he took us out to eat at the all time favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FIREHOUSE GRILL. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooo delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friday night i worked worked worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday i worked worked worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but saturday night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AGGIE BASKETBALL GAME BABYYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so so much fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631546842388610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gTtLFGII/AAAAAAAAAGw/Q5N80BBwhhs/s320/Kick+butt+09+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631215525194786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gAa657CI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6pU-piuUvpg/s320/kick+butt+09+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631223698522450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gA5XlAVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Kezcfm0zjmk/s320/2009_02070025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300631544255627186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gTjiWP7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MjVZ5z8Xf_w/s320/kick+butt+09+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;well it was quite the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonder what this week shall bring... :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-2396578042559481274?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2396578042559481274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=2396578042559481274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/2396578042559481274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/2396578042559481274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-adventure.html' title='a week of adventure...'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SY-gAtKwoyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FL2Wl4hEcxs/s72-c/2009_02020005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-924994763644284304</id><published>2009-01-28T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:12:45.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>together. we make a family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SYCppu9A-5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/SRlZv29lEgY/s1600-h/2008_11270045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296419696231381906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SYCppu9A-5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/SRlZv29lEgY/s320/2008_11270045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;can't live with them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;can't live without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my family has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; meant the world to me. but since being in logan limits my time with them, its caused me to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;them even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it seems like in highschool i took the ole' bunch for granted. being my busy self, i wasn't home much, and now that i'm away, somedays its all i can do but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; i was with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; the things i never thought i would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss waking up to my dad's opera singing. (haha, yes he's quite the man! :]) i miss my mom's cooking. i miss their hugs. i miss my laundry being folded without &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wrinkles&lt;/span&gt;. i miss homemade french fries on sunday nights. i miss mason and greggor being ninjas. i miss greggor driving me up the wall. i miss doing mason's hair. i miss teasing averi. i miss her telling me to "make good choices," as i headed out the door. i miss sitting at the dinner table with all of them, and trying to be a civilized family, but then someone &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spills&lt;/span&gt; something, or greggor cracks a joke, or mason starts laughing during the prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i look forward to my dad's random phone calls, checking up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i look forward to hearing what crazy things are happening in our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(haha, like my mom's love for our garage door. :])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i look forward to weekends where i don't have to work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i can go visit them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;we may not have it all together, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but together we have it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-924994763644284304?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SYCppu9A-5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/SRlZv29lEgY/s72-c/2008_11270045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6265025013752738225</id><published>2009-01-22T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:40:11.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:] oh JOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have one of those days where you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just want to stay in your pj's and curl up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;into a ball and snuggle next to the fireplace all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha well, I DO, far too often i might add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and unfortunately i do not have a fireplace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nor the time to be wasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but you can't blame a girl for wishing, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well spring semester is officially in full swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;trust me, i have 3 tests next week to remind me of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't get me wrong. i truly am enjoying the classes i am taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;especially, my rapid visualizations class, also known as sketching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's such a blast. my teacher is the BOMB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she has such a bubbly personality, you can't help but come to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i also love the fact that she BUILDS our confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha i'm no sketcher, but boy oh boy, she makes me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today we had our first sketchbook check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we are required to sketch outside of class 6 hours a week, besides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the 6 hours we spend in her class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha don't worry, it's totally kicking my butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but oh well things like this build "character." :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;someday i will thank her, i know i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my other favorite class would be history of architecture &amp;amp; furnishings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SO SO FUN &amp;amp; interesting. my professor darrin adds pizazz to his lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;currently we're learning about the william &amp;amp; mary, queen anne, and the chippendale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;styles and periods. it's way cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;along with school, the rest of my life is running smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just putting in my good ole' hours at vanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and chilling with the roomies. :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life is good. i can't complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;random, but funny story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so last thursday i was walking to my sketching class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was rather freezing. you gotta love logan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was bundled up in a hoodie along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with my peacoat, a pair of mittons, a scarf and a hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i guess you could say i looked a bit like an eskimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was also sporting my all-time favorite zebra print bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but anyways....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as i was walking, i heard a deep voice behind me shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"ZEBRA!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i ignored it, and kept walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but again, i heard from behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"YO ZEBRA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i finally decide to turn around because i remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that i am wearing my zebra bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i turn around to find a HUGE, TALL, BLACK, (did i mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HUGE?) guy. haha i'm not gonna lie, i was frightened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all i could do was force a grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he then replied, "Well hello there delicate!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahhahahhaha oh my heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i seriously don't think i have ever laughed so hard in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life. no one has ever called me delicate before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but anyways, i ran to class like a mad woman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;escaping this stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha i've come to face the fact that my life is random,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and always will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh joy.... so many more adventures await me. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6265025013752738225?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6265025013752738225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6265025013752738225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6265025013752738225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6265025013752738225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':] oh JOY!'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-239079410641263536</id><published>2009-01-10T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:43:54.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a snow date. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SWj25t3F5mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LbonYOlzWt4/s1600-h/2009_01060007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289749233770292834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SWj25t3F5mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LbonYOlzWt4/s320/2009_01060007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some &lt;em&gt;may &lt;/em&gt;call us crazy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but quite frankly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and my roomate &lt;em&gt;aspen&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get along almost too well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we do &lt;em&gt;random&lt;/em&gt; things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like build forts in the living room &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289750009296306354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SWj3m265wLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6kjhE153M6Y/s320/2009_01080020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and stay up til 2 watching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;benchwarmers&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we say the exact thing at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we laugh until our stomachs hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's ok. &lt;em&gt;don't judge us.&lt;/em&gt; :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on tuesday we we're both set up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a &lt;em&gt;double &lt;/em&gt;blind date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( i don't know the proper lingo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not a fan of them, but i went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm so glad i did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT WAS SOO SOO MUCH FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not &lt;em&gt;gonna&lt;/em&gt; lie, prob the best date i have ever been on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both the boys' names are &lt;em&gt;danny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it got rather confusing at moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;we went &lt;em&gt;sledding&lt;/em&gt; up at campus on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever so famous, "old main."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was such a blast.&lt;br /&gt;eventually we were too sore to climb back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up the hill,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we built a huge snowman instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289751821847386050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SWj5QXMwV8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/6dqbqNgN7VA/s320/2009_01060015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;it's probably the &lt;em&gt;cutest&lt;/em&gt; snowman &lt;div align="center"&gt;i have ever assisted in building.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289751338967533746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SWj40QVOiLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/prp6PiIvy8c/s320/2009_01060016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; after sledding we went and watched &lt;em&gt;scary&lt;/em&gt; movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha, even more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all in all, the night was fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm glad i had my dear ole' aspen there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girl... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have made some &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; times thus far,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET'S KEEP THEM ROLLING :]&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/1757858549936882529-239079410641263536?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm not gonna lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he's probably one of the &lt;strong&gt;cutest&lt;/strong&gt; guys you'll ever meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he has a smile that could brighten anyone's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when you're around him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you can't help but be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; my grandpa bud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he has lived his life in such a way, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;touches &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; he meets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he's constantly doing good for other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he is so so talented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he has a strong testimony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i've never met one person who has not had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;something &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; to say about my grandpa bud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my grandpa bud &lt;strong&gt;always &lt;/strong&gt;has a smile on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he's funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love his stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i look forward to seeing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love his &lt;strong&gt;hugs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love sitting by him in sacrament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;especially&lt;/strong&gt;, when he cracks jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he always has the "sweetest vehicles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;back in my high school days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at lunch i'd always see him cruising around town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my friends would tell me that i have an awesome grandpa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i couldn't agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he is such a &lt;strong&gt;great &lt;/strong&gt;example to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he has been through a lot, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he still stays strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;grandpa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thank you for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hope you have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;very very very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't party too hard! haha. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SWGf030Mn1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/az8grTF1hqw/s1600-h/Harman+Girls+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287683168194568018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6411102335535291837</id><published>2008-12-28T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:03:57.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home for the HOLIDAYS :]</title><content type='html'>oh my heck. i seriously don't even know where to begin. i don't think i have quite enjoyed the holidays as much as i did this year. they were a blast! :] christmas was something i had been looking forward to since august when my parents dropped me off in logan. haha. but anyways.. it was a fun-filled, jam-packed 6 days that i spent in burley. not one second was wasted. i hung out with friends from highschool, went caroling to old highschool teachers, played in the snow(it actually never stopped snowing while i was there), watched movies, ate, delivered gifts, played guitar hero you name it, i pretty much did it. another thing i loved about being home for christmas were the famous harman family parties. anyone who knows us, knows that the harmans are quite the "party animals." we have a family party at least once every month. but during the month of the december we have a ton. haha. there's seriously nothing like a ton of good food, listening to everyone's stories, and hearing all the laughter is priceless. for christmas eve, we followed the good ole' harman tradition of going to aunt terisa's for christmas dinner. it was delicious. following dinner we did our annual gift exchange. its always fun to see what exciting gifts everyone recieved. on christmas day, we had a dinner at my house. once again, more good food. except we had a little surprise. grandpa bud literally whipped out the apron and show us his cooking skills. now this was a side of grandpa we hadn't ever seen before. but i must say, we all enjoyed it. in fact, tashie even video recorded his cooking demo. his carmel popcorn was delicious. everyone who partook of it greatly enjoyed it. after dinner, we played one of me &amp;amp; my siblings favorite games. its called boxers &amp;amp; briefs, it sounds a bit sketchy, but honestly its not. playing this game with all the harmans was hilarious. my cheeks were hurting so bad by the end of the night. my jam-packed, fun-filled vacation ended with an unexpected 5 hour drive back to logan. the roads were insanely bad, but i'm grateful that i made it back here in one piece. i miss my family already. this christmas was seriously the best. there's really no place like home for the holidays. i'm already looking forward to next year... :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6411102335535291837?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6411102335535291837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6411102335535291837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6411102335535291837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6411102335535291837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='home for the HOLIDAYS :]'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-8007338674617665949</id><published>2008-12-18T23:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:16:38.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a wild hair, literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;so i had a bit of a wild hair today, &lt;em&gt;literally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;christmas break in logan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;alone with my roomate who is attending hairschool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;can only lead to one thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SUtWyYB6HjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9vzn-BhpgcQ/s1600-h/2008_12180063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281410411465940530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SUtWyYB6HjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9vzn-BhpgcQ/s320/2008_12180063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; i know what you're thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"alisha, you've been blonde your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;whole life. why this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and to answer you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i really have no idea why i did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;im still in shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i've never done anything so daring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;but i must say, i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;please don't think im rebelling. :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and just so you guys all know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i have already proven the fact that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;you don't have to be blonde to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;blonde moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i was making waffles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;didn't have eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;so i made a SPECIAL trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;to the grocery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;to buy eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;made the waffles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;took a bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;they were dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;verdict is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i forgot to add the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;eggs to the waffle mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;haha only me, only me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-8007338674617665949?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8007338674617665949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=8007338674617665949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8007338674617665949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/8007338674617665949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/wild-hair-literally.html' title='a wild hair, literally.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SUtWyYB6HjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9vzn-BhpgcQ/s72-c/2008_12180063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-5163338794995305234</id><published>2008-12-14T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:56:14.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday ave :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SUVkILgwQLI/AAAAAAAAADc/pcSn9Nk0Vyg/s1600-h/288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279736229853675698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SUVkILgwQLI/AAAAAAAAADc/pcSn9Nk0Vyg/s320/288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Word on the street is that my little sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;is turning the &lt;strong&gt;BIG SIXTEEN&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;However, I think I'm in denial, because such &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a thing seems unreal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It seems like just yesterday we were playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"school" and fighting over who got to be the teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I guess I will have to come into touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;with reality and face the facts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my sister is official&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to date AND legal to drive at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WOOT WOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love Averi. I look up to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Haha, not just because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;of the fact that she is a whopping 6 inches taller that me.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But because she is never afraid to stand up for what she believes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Averi has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;such an awesome personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She's almost always laughing, well unless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you wake her up, then that's a totally different story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She is loved by many, and a friend to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love her random text messages. They make me smile. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I miss driving her to school everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I miss our "morning prayers." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I miss her getting mad at me when I left our vanity messy. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I miss bumping into her in the hallways of the highschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I miss her delicious crepes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Averi, lets be honest, I just freaking miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I HOPE YOU HAVE A FANTASTIC BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Have fun eating those delicious Italian Roast Beef Sandwiches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GIRLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-5163338794995305234?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5163338794995305234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=5163338794995305234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5163338794995305234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/5163338794995305234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-ave.html' title='happy birthday ave :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/SUVkILgwQLI/AAAAAAAAADc/pcSn9Nk0Vyg/s72-c/288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3891850683750128641</id><published>2008-12-11T11:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:05:59.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>free, free at last.</title><content type='html'>took my last final today.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;semester is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bring on the holidays :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im gonna go take a bubble bath,&lt;br /&gt;yes i am. :)&lt;br /&gt;free, free at last...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-3891850683750128641?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3891850683750128641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3891850683750128641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3891850683750128641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3891850683750128641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-free-at-last.html' title='free, free at last.'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3776854343155710472</id><published>2008-12-09T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:41:32.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME SWEET HOME :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This weekend I decided to take a lovely little trip down to good ole' Springdale, Idaho. (I'll be the first to admit that I&lt;em&gt; stinkin'&lt;/em&gt; miss the place. Anyone who talks to me though probably could have guessed that. I'm pretty much a home body.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But anyways, Saturday morning I packed up the grand am and headed for home. I popped in the new Taylor Swift CD. I always have to have good music with me to keep me awake while driving, it also keeps the drive &lt;em&gt;entertaining.&lt;/em&gt; I jammed out to it the whole way home. In fact, I was so caught up in my music that I got off on the wrong exit, haha, and ended up in Raft River. Don't even ask me how I did this, but I really did. I scare myself sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But I finally made it back to the Harman household safe and sound. My family had just got back from cutting down the Christmas tree up by Pomerelle. I was so freaking excited. I look forward to decorating the Christmas tree every year. Since we have moved into our new house, we've up scaled our Christmas tree footage and stepped it up to a whopping 17 feet this year. It was hilarious to watch my dad shimmy up the ladder and listen to my mom tell him where to place the ornaments. But after much tribulation and hard work, our Christmas tree is&lt;em&gt; officially&lt;/em&gt; decorated. My dad thinks its the best one yet, and I'd have to agree with him! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277968777887437314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/ST8co72VUgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aSJmeOfBLkw/s320/2008_12070022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277969563974190626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/ST8dWsQBRiI/AAAAAAAAADE/nqxAjjvX2sw/s320/2008_12070025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday night, I went to the CSI Boys Basketball game with my best friend Regan. It was way fun. I hadn't seen her in forever, so it was good to catch up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277969580152925714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/ST8dXohVLhI/AAAAAAAAADU/4JsHVIs16jM/s320/2008_12070011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Another exciting highlight of the weekend was getting to see my Grandpa Bud and Grandma Bev at church. I miss seeing them every Sunday, and it totally made me happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There's truly nothing quite as good as coming back home. I appreciate home more each time I go back. I enjoyed this weekend with my family and can't wait to see them again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Only 10 more days :) let the count down begin... &lt;/span&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/1757858549936882529-3776854343155710472?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3776854343155710472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3776854343155710472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3776854343155710472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3776854343155710472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME SWEET HOME :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/ST8co72VUgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aSJmeOfBLkw/s72-c/2008_12070022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6905649401231973146</id><published>2008-12-05T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:37:22.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Semester Over :)</title><content type='html'>As of today, my first semester of college&lt;br /&gt;is over. And to be quite honest, I couldn't&lt;br /&gt;be &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 more finals, and i'll be &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6905649401231973146?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6905649401231973146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6905649401231973146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6905649401231973146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6905649401231973146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/fall-semester-over.html' title='Fall Semester Over :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-3075254364918484079</id><published>2008-12-01T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:42:20.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design Portfolio COMPLETE :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTjMYkSXMI/AAAAAAAAACs/vBlK0GCVWnc/s1600-h/After.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Final Product :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThkdxduxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ItvPSPiWi64/s1600-h/2008_12020054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275089080141331218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThkdxduxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ItvPSPiWi64/s320/2008_12020054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThWO2uemI/AAAAAAAAACU/AEH4WNx4vX0/s1600-h/2008_12020051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275088835618699874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThWO2uemI/AAAAAAAAACU/AEH4WNx4vX0/s320/2008_12020051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Business Card &amp;amp; Letterhead&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThC0NA7aI/AAAAAAAAACM/0N79c8TEvgo/s1600-h/2008_12020049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275088502046911906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThC0NA7aI/AAAAAAAAACM/0N79c8TEvgo/s320/2008_12020049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of my projects...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTgrB4EIZI/AAAAAAAAACE/AwqaZLUGwXs/s1600-h/2008_12020047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275088093400277394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTgrB4EIZI/AAAAAAAAACE/AwqaZLUGwXs/s320/2008_12020047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTgU_uWZ4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JyfktIsWT_8/s1600-h/2008_12020048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275087714865538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTgU_uWZ4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JyfktIsWT_8/s320/2008_12020048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my case after being recovered (use to be a santa claus lunch box)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTflFZbINI/AAAAAAAAAB0/O0yg-_exgZg/s1600-h/2008_12020043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275086891754660050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTflFZbINI/AAAAAAAAAB0/O0yg-_exgZg/s320/2008_12020043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my logo&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275086320979245506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STTfD3F9ecI/AAAAAAAAABs/0G485PfQduU/s320/2008_12020040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28 pieces of black cardstock,&lt;br /&gt;1 bottle of mod podge,&lt;br /&gt;2 paintbrushes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 trips to Hobby Lobby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a trip to walmart's photo center, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 rolls of adhesive,&lt;br /&gt;1 can of adhesive spray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 sleepless nights,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alisha is &lt;em&gt;stressfree&lt;/em&gt;... and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my design portfolio is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; complete. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-3075254364918484079?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3075254364918484079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=3075254364918484079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3075254364918484079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/3075254364918484079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/design-portfolio-complete.html' title='Design Portfolio COMPLETE :)'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnjSeTNXOrI/STThkdxduxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ItvPSPiWi64/s72-c/2008_12020054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1757858549936882529.post-6448491409047979817</id><published>2008-11-28T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:19:27.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lisha goes blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so its &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'm starting a blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;after many countless hours of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;looking at other people's blogs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i've decided that i'll conform and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;become a blogger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my mom always calls me, wonderin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;what i've been doing, so now she can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;actually SEE what i've been up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be fun! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1757858549936882529-6448491409047979817?l=lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6448491409047979817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1757858549936882529&amp;postID=6448491409047979817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6448491409047979817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1757858549936882529/posts/default/6448491409047979817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lish-thelifeofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/lisha-goes-blogging.html' title='lisha goes blogging!'/><author><name>Lisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493946424916578061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
