<?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-5080709668753729325</id><updated>2011-09-17T12:02:42.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just That Simple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-1890739194171252421</id><published>2010-11-02T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:51:36.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two day- disk 5</title><content type='html'>I'm almost finished with the full first season of GLEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I think I'm marrying finn.... look at zack and finn next to eachother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TM_Q_ctS8eI/AAAAAAAAAXw/M5VkEAtaVuY/s320/Glee-Lady-Gaga_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love this! lady gaga and kiss and everything they perform it amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-1890739194171252421?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/1890739194171252421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=1890739194171252421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/1890739194171252421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/1890739194171252421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/11/two-day-disk-5.html' title='two day- disk 5'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TM_Q5d6NafI/AAAAAAAAAXo/a-UoSU3QGb4/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-8798306458051000543</id><published>2010-09-08T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:06:50.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting married and Zack and I have a new blog</title><content type='html'>Zackandashleyhuffaker.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets be blogs friends! i love yall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-8798306458051000543?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/8798306458051000543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=8798306458051000543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8798306458051000543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8798306458051000543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-getting-married-and-zack-and-i-have.html' title='I&apos;m getting married and Zack and I have a new blog'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-2442860315831437547</id><published>2010-09-02T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:18:53.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a brand new day, the sun is shinning :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some kind of magic&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happens late at night&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the moon smiles down on me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And bathes me in it's light&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I fell asleep beneath you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the tall blades of grass&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I woke the world was new&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never had to ask&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a brand new day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The sun is shinning&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a brand new day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the first time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In such a long long time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll be ok&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most kind of stories&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Save the best part for last&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most stories have a hero who finds&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make your past your passed&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey y'all that read this :) So after Zack and I got back from AZ I got sick but I'm all better now :) &amp;nbsp;- for the last week or so, we just did things when I felt up to it. I've basically been reading loads of books (just finished the Mockingjay this morning) and I've been playing a ton with ZA (Zackary Allen). We went up to park city outlet malls and got some cute outfits, we went to the temple with his parents:), and we've just been working out! Sooo not a huge suprise, I am unofficially engaged-which somehow everyone knows so I'll just post it. I am waiting for the "proposal" with the real ring but I want to talk about how everything has been crazy busy with booking the honeymoon, temple, photographers, flowers, dress and the bridesmaids outfits lol. I don't like dressing up or weddings much so this has been fun... not really. One thing I do LOVE though, is my dress and the outfits his sisters are wearing :) I was freakin' out a little because I didn't feel like any dress was me and I felt weird all dressed up until the one I choose. It is a little weird but I think it is beautiful and I as long as Zack loves it, it is ok! So on another note, I'm so excited for this weekend, it'll be a real break- Tomorrow we head out to meet mi familia; Rob, Court, MomdeWicko, at the happiest place on earth! Disneyland :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend will not be as stressful as the Arizona trip because there will be the beach and absolutely NO planning :)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Things that are currently making me so happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Community (TV show)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ZA (love of my life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Disneyland&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Running (especially around ZA's small town Mapleton--soon to be 'our' small town)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Future plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Our songs"/ Road trip mixes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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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/_vIOJyxET114/THU0udFGqtI/AAAAAAAAATw/3phPHEjNmOc/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU0udFGqtI/AAAAAAAAATw/3phPHEjNmOc/s400/Picnik+collage.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We went to AZ and we took pics by lake powell, we went up payson canyon- by forest lake. We went out in the desert and watched the sun set and last but not least, we made tie dye shirts to float the river with haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU0yXSHw4I/AAAAAAAAAT4/iDzT0fAADxw/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU0yXSHw4I/AAAAAAAAAT4/iDzT0fAADxw/s400/Picnik+collage1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU01HDrUTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/gDciHNXtqnQ/s1600/IMG_1958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU01HDrUTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/gDciHNXtqnQ/s400/IMG_1958.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;did a session in this temple with friends. &amp;lt;3 Nov 20th......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU06N5jqeI/AAAAAAAAAUI/O1zLcD1fEFc/s1600/Slide1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU06N5jqeI/AAAAAAAAAUI/O1zLcD1fEFc/s400/Slide1.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and we danced in the rain.... &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Zack and I got to spend over a week in Arizona. I've always loved Arizona but having Zack there made it so much better :) We mostly did planning with my mom but we got to swim -of course. We also did all the fun things you see in the pictures and we had Korean food made by my best friends dad (he served his mission in Korea). Rob got home so we got to hang out with him and his friends (kava nights) and then we just ate ways too much delicious foods. &amp;nbsp;So it was a good trip! &amp;nbsp;I'm glad to be back, I now get to live with Em and some other great gals :) OH and on the way back we stopped at Chief Yellow Horse lol! and Z got me dream catcher turquoise earrings :) they work! the last too nights I haven't had bad dreams! They hang on a picture of us- across from my bed so I see them when I fall asleep..... &amp;lt;3 ummm OK I'm off now. I have to go to the doctor- I maybe real sick. My throat isn't getting better :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"It was bound to happen and it happened today&lt;br /&gt;Life turned to us to say 'i'm about to go your way'&lt;br /&gt;And it's a simple situation now that we became us&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no rust on the happiness bus"&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/5080709668753729325-3750357858886894926?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/3750357858886894926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=3750357858886894926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/3750357858886894926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/3750357858886894926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-fairy-tale-that-we-made-true-i-cant.html' title='It&apos;s a fairy tale that we made true, I can&apos;t believe that i found you...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/THU0udFGqtI/AAAAAAAAATw/3phPHEjNmOc/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-8972644990698729324</id><published>2010-08-09T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:46:01.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here, There And Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TGCQ4uh7CeI/AAAAAAAAATI/WPmispGvCeI/s1600/IMG_1815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="491" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TGCQ4uh7CeI/AAAAAAAAATI/WPmispGvCeI/s640/IMG_1815.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strawberry Reservoir&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TGCQ6QBmxTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OZeAG9TlnfI/s1600/IMG_1818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TGCQ6QBmxTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OZeAG9TlnfI/s640/IMG_1818.JPG" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way I feel in his arms&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TGCRPbOVa8I/AAAAAAAAATo/DmWCB2U8Mhg/s1600/IMG_1912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TGCRPbOVa8I/AAAAAAAAATo/DmWCB2U8Mhg/s640/IMG_1912.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOOOOO freaking cute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Here, making each day of the year&lt;br /&gt;Changing my life with a wave of her hand&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can deny that there's something there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, running my hands through her hair&lt;br /&gt;Both of us thinking how good it can be&lt;br /&gt;Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her everywhere and if she's beside me&lt;br /&gt;I know I need never care&lt;br /&gt;But to love her is to need her everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that love is to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one believing that love never dies&lt;br /&gt;Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her everywhere and if she's beside me&lt;br /&gt;I know I need never care&lt;br /&gt;But to love her is to need her everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that love is to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one believing that love never dies&lt;br /&gt;Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Here, there and everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; 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text-align: center;"&gt;This Feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSVDS-_vI/AAAAAAAAASU/HdKedZwjcFE/s1600/IMG_1752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSVDS-_vI/AAAAAAAAASU/HdKedZwjcFE/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it nears the end of the internship, school and living in this house, I feel excited, stressed, nervous, and sad. I love my house and my life but I'm excited to live with Em again &amp;amp; to be finished with BYU for good. ha. I am, however, nervous about getting this HR job at UVU or any full time work there. I need to work there because I've decided that is what will be best so I have so much to do this next week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of studying for my test tomorrow, after work I went to the temple (I love going there) and then went and ate a papa johns pizza with Z. I finished the night by going with the girls to see step up 3D! Best decision ever. ---You're Sooo "BFAB" born from a boom-box.... it was sweet! I am in love, not with the "hot" one but the skinny nerd that is romantic. Lucky for me, Zack is a hot nerd that is romantic. (also I think Z and I will need to start dancin more... maybe in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good stress reliever. I was going to work in the temple, way back in February I got interviewed (this isn't paid if you were wondering) and I told them I was going to be gone by June. Well they need a year commitment at least. So the president, insisted that I may stay and if I do to let him know because he was going to keep my records on file. So if I wanted to then I just need to call him up and come back. I didn't remember this till today. I hope to get a job in the next two to three weeks and then I'll know my schedule so that I can volunteer there. I love it there and going once a week is amazing, but I'd love to work there. I think it'd be good for me. I need to be more loving and serving and patient. Nothing makes you that way but if I"m seeking out opportunities for it. &amp;nbsp;I know I'll be able to learn and grow to be that way. A lot of how I feel comes from my temple class I just took. Learning about the different temples and all that we can gain from going there has helped me so much. It has changed my experience at the house of the Lord for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well Now to update you in some activities of my life with pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSIgt2NkI/AAAAAAAAARc/SIO1-MK43Is/s1600/IMG_1616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSIgt2NkI/AAAAAAAAARc/SIO1-MK43Is/s400/IMG_1616.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ferne went on her mission! I am so proud and I love her so much. She makes me miss London and those days of sleeping over like every night. Reading scriptures together with Em and talking until she would get cranky and tell us to sleep. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSKaZxILI/AAAAAAAAARk/fVGtLoLdt4E/s1600/IMG_1626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSKaZxILI/AAAAAAAAARk/fVGtLoLdt4E/s400/IMG_1626.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;The Softball team. My bishops a Stud. We didn't do half bad. Lost one game at the end. Meh- only two of the team had ever played the sport. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSMH8pCdI/AAAAAAAAARs/K0zQpc0CvmI/s1600/IMG_1628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSMH8pCdI/AAAAAAAAARs/K0zQpc0CvmI/s400/IMG_1628.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;&lt;br /&gt;Zacks sister and cousins came to watch me play. They are sweet for cheering me on. I dont play softball normally... They needed people. I play soccer so this was a new fun thing and support from Zack and his family is always so nice. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSNIK0MvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Noi1snDPFVY/s1600/IMG_1634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSNIK0MvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Noi1snDPFVY/s400/IMG_1634.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;Floated the river and had a picnic costa vida style. Best&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSOAsvyJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qwTztnwkgLY/s1600/IMG_1636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSOAsvyJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qwTztnwkgLY/s400/IMG_1636.JPG" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We became friends. Zack didn't love him like I did&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSSy0F85I/AAAAAAAAASM/-J4fNA0w5A8/s1600/IMG_1685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSSy0F85I/AAAAAAAAASM/-J4fNA0w5A8/s400/IMG_1685.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;Spanish Fork Rodeo&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="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvV8vY3xWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0-bevdMB9BI/s1600/IMG_1709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvV8vY3xWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0-bevdMB9BI/s640/IMG_1709.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So he freakin is strong. he just takes me from his back to his shoulders like I didn't weigh a thing. It was one of the scariest, most fun things. I am scared of heights haha just a little and I love things like not having to use my leg muscles to walk.... Lazy summa days&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvV-cIh7rI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z1ApFSiNc8Q/s1600/IMG_1749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvV-cIh7rI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z1ApFSiNc8Q/s640/IMG_1749.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He really does light up my world... BUT this is a sorta sweet pic, eh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSbxSAZgI/AAAAAAAAASc/_ck4lCIw3vM/s1600/IMG_1813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSbxSAZgI/AAAAAAAAASc/_ck4lCIw3vM/s400/IMG_1813.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;I made a few collages -one for Zack and one for me. This one was mine. His is really cute... and I like to think that this one is sorta cute. Not as good as the other but cute bc we are still like children being best friends in love.&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="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSeaWVO4I/AAAAAAAAASk/7FgkzIDeS_w/s1600/Lightning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSeaWVO4I/AAAAAAAAASk/7FgkzIDeS_w/s400/Lightning.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;We have been watching the Lightning the last few nights. I love him. Our car rides, Singing, Playing in the rain, car dancing, star gazing, dancing by the car, ummmm anything cheesy but fun that you can think of. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSk5duxkI/AAAAAAAAASs/7KUQuglqYHk/s1600/IMG_1776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSk5duxkI/AAAAAAAAASs/7KUQuglqYHk/s640/IMG_1776.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I usually am the only one that can make ME laugh. lol..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for reading, if anyone does.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love ya loads.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS .... I know no one cares or wants to hear it anymore.... I love Zack. haha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5080709668753729325-30345028327047?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/30345028327047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=30345028327047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/30345028327047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/30345028327047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-sense-theres-something-in-wind.html' title='I sense there&apos;s something in the wind'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TFvSVDS-_vI/AAAAAAAAASU/HdKedZwjcFE/s72-c/IMG_1752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-8590306852846175976</id><published>2010-07-19T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:30:38.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I love to do</title><content type='html'>I love to go dancing, I love being around friends and family that love me and you know aren't judging you. I love Sundays and being able to stop and think and focus on an eternal perspective. Zack gave a talk on Sunday. He did an amazing job. It was about charity. I was reading more about it today and will be giving the thought at FHE about it. I was thinking of all the examples in the scriptures where God has sent his prophets back, continually to preach repentance unto "his" people. It is his children, he is charity. He never gives up on them. Also it says in the scriptures that you wont know him without it. It is because he is charity. It says that as well. We can't see him as he is, nor can we see and truly love others as they are if we can't know charity. Knowing the love that is pure and eternal. Forgiving, accepting, not being easily revoked, not prideful, not looking for yourself but thinking of others. Christ is charity. His life was lived for others and out of pure love. If we can't know that and have that, how can we know him? I loved this weekend of dancing and playing and then being reminded of true love. This is something I was to work on gaining for the rest of my life. I don't think there is a better attribute as a mother than charity or pure love of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways- on that note, here is some weird, fun pictures of this weekend.... the only thing missing is the music video we are finishing making. Be excited because good things are yet to come :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqZs_UzUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_rBysV1Fmc0/s1600/IMG_1534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqZs_UzUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_rBysV1Fmc0/s400/IMG_1534.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_vIOJyxET114/TETqcGVA9HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wYoigletsoQ/s1600/IMG_1569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqcGVA9HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wYoigletsoQ/s400/IMG_1569.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqfKxIy_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/5bOu213fPkI/s1600/IMG_1579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqfKxIy_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/5bOu213fPkI/s400/IMG_1579.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqjD2E9KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_4fgNKvmTmI/s1600/IMG_1603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqjD2E9KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_4fgNKvmTmI/s400/IMG_1603.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So the first bunch of pics are my friends from high school! we had a 80s girls night. Ate loads of food and zacks sisters came and we went to a party to go dancing, after staring our music video. after the party I went bowling with his sisters and that was lots of fun then home to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have really been overwhelmed with school and work but luckly Zack saves me from that. Example- today him and his little bro surprised me and took me to lunch and tonight we are going meteor shower watching :) One of my fav things to do! Anyways- my life- work (hr stuff), stats, physical science and a religion. Yay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(stats and ps suck! just so you're aware. lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love ya always Xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-8590306852846175976?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/8590306852846175976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=8590306852846175976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8590306852846175976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8590306852846175976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-that-i-love-to-do.html' title='Things that I love to do'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TETqZs_UzUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_rBysV1Fmc0/s72-c/IMG_1534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-912376272814640543</id><published>2010-07-13T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:05:04.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No body seemed to understand me- Till you came along</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All will be forgotten, every tear you've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As soon as you awaken to what's right in front of your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Standing by your side....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_3CHWwPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/S68nmXT79F0/s1600/38499_1431418518052_1610551685_986227_3732566_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_3CHWwPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/S68nmXT79F0/s640/38499_1431418518052_1610551685_986227_3732566_n.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love the way he is always by my side, never lets me go :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzANLAXLNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Sc9kZpA9WGU/s1600/PICT0853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="353" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzANLAXLNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Sc9kZpA9WGU/s400/PICT0853.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love how fun everything is with him and how secure I feel with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAJrotkqI/AAAAAAAAANk/Ly0_8aPiiF8/s1600/PICT0846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAJrotkqI/AAAAAAAAANk/Ly0_8aPiiF8/s400/PICT0846.JPG" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know he sees me as beautiful, I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me. I just wish I saw myself they way he does. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAEuSIXAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CbnvrnMVHLI/s1600/IMG_1448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAEuSIXAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CbnvrnMVHLI/s400/IMG_1448.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love our "family", our inside jokes, I love that he thinks my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;adolescent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; tendencies are cute ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAG1mL7EI/AAAAAAAAANM/3Akp_HWcEl0/s1600/IMG_1466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAG1mL7EI/AAAAAAAAANM/3Akp_HWcEl0/s400/IMG_1466.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've loved the way he drives for three years, I love his truck and how safe I feel with him. Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzACH5JNgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ami1rLdjUuM/s1600/IMG_1359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzACH5JNgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ami1rLdjUuM/s400/IMG_1359.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love how he gets along with everyone, How he just fits in with my friends, family &amp;amp; with me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_980CCQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/hi_LfNu5Zpk/s1600/IMG_1149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_980CCQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/hi_LfNu5Zpk/s400/IMG_1149.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love fishing and everything MORE when I'm with him. he is such a good teacher &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAHfQay0I/AAAAAAAAANU/RTaSelfJG4w/s1600/IMG_1471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAHfQay0I/AAAAAAAAANU/RTaSelfJG4w/s400/IMG_1471.JPG" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love how we look together and just how we are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_-4c5wZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GYvYHHndnWI/s1600/IMG_1192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_-4c5wZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GYvYHHndnWI/s400/IMG_1192.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love his family and how much family means to him. I love family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_5adLGYI/AAAAAAAAAME/A9u7qBNX81I/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_5adLGYI/AAAAAAAAAME/A9u7qBNX81I/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love how he makes me laugh.... and I love that he has been my "cowboy" lover for these many years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_8YDqbDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/rIVh1pjzeG8/s1600/IMG_1067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_8YDqbDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/rIVh1pjzeG8/s400/IMG_1067.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; love that he'll dress up with me. I love how he isn't vain or worldly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzC8HpDNoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iT9nbf4v0J0/s1600/IMG_1134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzC8HpDNoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iT9nbf4v0J0/s400/IMG_1134.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love that we've gone to the temple once a week for most of our relationship. I love how he makes me want to be better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAF2wXf5I/AAAAAAAAANE/nMwSM-Bquuk/s1600/IMG_1454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAF2wXf5I/AAAAAAAAANE/nMwSM-Bquuk/s400/IMG_1454.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I also think he is super hot.... and he lets me make him pose for pictures haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAK0gR9KI/AAAAAAAAANs/I8QDoAu1BlY/s1600/PICT0852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAK0gR9KI/AAAAAAAAANs/I8QDoAu1BlY/s400/PICT0852.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is my best friend. I feel so comfortable around. It's amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAAXQSieI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vN1aEomUI_o/s1600/IMG_1325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAAXQSieI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vN1aEomUI_o/s400/IMG_1325.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A + Z = &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I really do think when I'm with him, my ability to love is greater, my desires for good are greater, and I have the happiness of love with this peace that I've NEVER experienced. Probably because he is just a good guy with one of the best hearts I've ever known. His heart is so pure and good. I love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Basically this is a lame blog - I'm hoping not many people read this because I sound cheesy and lame but I did want Zack to know how much I love him and how much good he has done for me. Though life is hard, there are trials and other things going on, the moments of happiness and love I experience through getting to know Zack, make all those others moments worth it. I write this after throwing up for the last 4 hours and during that time I was able to think and appreciate the good in my life and not focus on the current state of my body. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To end this I just wanted to say my feelings, I sometimes have felt that I don't deserve someone as loving as Zack. I don't feel that way anymore. He is perfect FOR me. Not saying he doesn't have flaws but he is someone that has been able to help me heal from my mistaken views on relationships and men. I love him and his honesty. I love our communication and our no secrets. I'm happy I'm able to know him and be with him. That is all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAPze6B4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/kjnDSiErABU/s1600/Slide4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAPze6B4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/kjnDSiErABU/s1600/Slide4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDzAPze6B4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/kjnDSiErABU/s400/Slide4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love nature because I feel am able to think and feel peace. It is like it says in Mosiah 18:30 when it is talking about the beautiful waters and place of Mormon "....how beautiful are they to the eyes of them who there came to the knowledge of their Redeemer; yea, and how blessed are they, for they shall sing to his praise forever" I know that there is divinity within us and we can feel it when we listen. I feel it best in the beautiful creations the Lord has given us. I also love that I can get that same feeling when I'm with z-attack &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm cheesy and lame- "what do you do to me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A.D.Wick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;XoXxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&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/5080709668753729325-912376272814640543?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/912376272814640543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=912376272814640543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/912376272814640543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/912376272814640543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-body-seemed-to-understand-me-till.html' title='No body seemed to understand me- Till you came along'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TDy_3CHWwPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/S68nmXT79F0/s72-c/38499_1431418518052_1610551685_986227_3732566_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-8825594706477682550</id><published>2010-07-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:20:02.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm done"</title><content type='html'>OK so I know this is gross, if you are a sensitive guy go ahead and stop reading.... NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a period every other week for over two months so they put me on Aviane. I had two three simi periods in that month of taking it, mood swings and basically it has sent me into depression. Know one except Zack and my mom are aware of this but then I was just reading side affects of this stuff and IT SUCKS. I'm not the only one, so I don't feel as crazy. I was told to take yaz instead. So I went to this website and read about yaz. Guess what? it is good for about six months then there are other side affects. Not mood swings or depression but weight gain and blood clots. Instead of having a regular period, you have no period. So I'm not sure what to do. If anyone reads this and knows a good birth control that wont make me insane, share with me now, Puhh-lease &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askapatient.com/rateyourmedicine.htm"&gt;http://www.askapatient.com/rateyourmedicine.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the web page where I read about this stuff. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't experienced first hand how horrible Aviane is. Worst experience of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that happy note, Happy almost fourth of July. I love you America &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TC7kiN3LGdI/AAAAAAAAALg/bmROhnNpw5Y/s1600/IMG_5102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TC7kiN3LGdI/AAAAAAAAALg/bmROhnNpw5Y/s640/IMG_5102.JPG" width="480" /&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/5080709668753729325-8825594706477682550?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/8825594706477682550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=8825594706477682550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8825594706477682550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8825594706477682550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-done.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m done&quot;'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TC7kiN3LGdI/AAAAAAAAALg/bmROhnNpw5Y/s72-c/IMG_5102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-3785632804610451576</id><published>2010-07-01T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T17:32:01.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All That I Have</title><content type='html'>We will be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I wont let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta know,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how things go&lt;br /&gt;That you will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just the one&lt;br /&gt;That I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all&lt;br /&gt;That I have&lt;br /&gt;To give and more&lt;br /&gt;But don't let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the starts&lt;br /&gt;Heres a little heart for you&lt;br /&gt;Up above the world,&lt;br /&gt;Up above it all&lt;br /&gt;Heres a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So a lot of new things have been going on. First of all I'm dating a boy named Zack and he is amazing to me. Second off I am almost finished with BYU and probably by default UTAH! I am looking for a job and finishing my internship at this Home, Health and Hospice place. I am doing HR work. I'm learning a lot about the hiring process and doing performance appraisals. It's been a lot of fun. I put simi ok descriptions by the following photos. The first photo is of my boy and I at temple square. I sorta like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6Bg9SOfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMAsYBFUsug/s1600/IMG_0341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6Bg9SOfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMAsYBFUsug/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6CqCQdNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rq9J453V2vI/s1600/IMG_0385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6CqCQdNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rq9J453V2vI/s1600/IMG_0385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s1600/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s1600/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Camping with Angie and Coogan was a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s1600/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s1600/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6CqCQdNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rq9J453V2vI/s1600/IMG_0385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6CqCQdNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rq9J453V2vI/s400/IMG_0385.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s1600/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s400/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh5zwyGyII/AAAAAAAAAJA/UBIwKcG0XPE/s1600/29485_510911229415_177400198_30357501_5227929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;We went to Topaz Mountains for Memorial Day family camp out. His family. So much fun.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh51l9OF0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/or8KdrTNPBc/s1600/IMG_0262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh51l9OF0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/or8KdrTNPBc/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pirate Island! Arrgh matey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6GLaPVxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HsPe7R7Qm-s/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6GLaPVxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HsPe7R7Qm-s/s400/IMG_0445.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6GLaPVxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HsPe7R7Qm-s/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6GLaPVxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HsPe7R7Qm-s/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6GLaPVxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HsPe7R7Qm-s/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6E77_osI/AAAAAAAAAJw/THJNTGUxwv0/s1600/IMG_0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6E77_osI/AAAAAAAAAJw/THJNTGUxwv0/s400/IMG_0419.JPG" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a huge group date at Boondocks and it was loads of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6I6HWdQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/elQGy1H9Ehw/s1600/sc000f9186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-3487543121531229879?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/3487543121531229879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=3487543121531229879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/3487543121531229879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/3487543121531229879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/06/belief-in-something-more.html' title='Belief In Something More'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/TAh6Bg9SOfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMAsYBFUsug/s72-c/IMG_0341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-5254509372251401137</id><published>2010-03-18T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:36:17.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy is the heart that still feels pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Darkness drains and light will come again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I like positive thinking (sometimes). I never like to state anything as always true or say that I always feel a certain way. I do feel that most people just are looking for happiness and the most of the time people intentions are not bad but misguided. I want to keep the perspective that everyone is just looking for happiness and through all of the sadness is how was learn grow and find happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sometimes I drain myself to the point where I'm so tired and can't imagine feeling love for anyone... this includes friends, family, boy's ever again, children. Ha I just feel nothing and I don't think that is healthy. I really do know that the atonement 'satisfies the demands of justice' and that the trails of life are just shaping up for a greater happiness to come. I love reading 2Nephi 4 and the last two verses give me strength.... kind of like certain songs give me strength and this song is a new one that I love. It will be my fav for a few days till I move on- sorta like I do with boys... haha jk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now that I've been all "sweet" Let me post something that makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/video/clip?id=5003282&amp;amp;categoryid=2459792"&gt;anyone else a little concerned with how much obama knows about the teams in this year's ncaa basketball ?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sooo to catch anyone up on my life, I work, I go to school, I play badminton and I go running.... this is sooo ugly of me.... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/S6JWWXhvITI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Kh8Dioger5o/s1600-h/24178_731327247349_17827393_39911972_1223856_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/S6JWWXhvITI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Kh8Dioger5o/s320/24178_731327247349_17827393_39911972_1223856_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you are going to play... play well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-5254509372251401137?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/5254509372251401137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=5254509372251401137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/5254509372251401137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/5254509372251401137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-is-heart-that-still-feels-pain.html' title='Happy is the heart that still feels pain'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/S6JWWXhvITI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Kh8Dioger5o/s72-c/24178_731327247349_17827393_39911972_1223856_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-5276069780318091164</id><published>2010-01-13T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:39:48.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoons &amp; Forever Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/S04tJSKQjiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/B1iy6ww33nQ/s1600-h/21859_716142946809_17802028_39516914_3130952_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/S04tJSKQjiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/B1iy6ww33nQ/s400/21859_716142946809_17802028_39516914_3130952_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426324238544965154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my class I need to write daily and today I'm writing in my blog. My good friend is leaving! It is sad because I am graduating and more likely than not, I will never see these good friends again. These friends that I made and kept over these six years. I can't believe it's been that long. I still feel like a child in a lot of ways. Anyways, I love my friends. During the CES fireside, the story about the boy in young mens and President Monson, made me cry. I thought of my good friends from when I was that age, that I haven't seen for ten years and started to tear up at how much I love them still and want the best for them. It is hard to say goodbye. I don't regret my experiences. I'm trying to learn from them. Anyways this blog is mostly for my good friend that is leaving and for my class lol! He'll always hold a special place in my heart. I have such amazing examples for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music always says what I feel better than I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBn_Pvx5Q9I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBn_Pvx5Q9I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave&lt;br /&gt;You were what I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I gave what I gave&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry I met you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry it's over&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry there's nothing to save"&lt;br /&gt;Stars, Your Ex-lover is dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-5276069780318091164?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/5276069780318091164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=5276069780318091164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/5276069780318091164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/5276069780318091164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2010/01/cartoons-forever-plans.html' title='Cartoons &amp; Forever Plans'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/S04tJSKQjiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/B1iy6ww33nQ/s72-c/21859_716142946809_17802028_39516914_3130952_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-153351530284224039</id><published>2009-09-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:14:16.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SrJ5ZnH2EtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pFJtn9waQSQ/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SrJ5ZnH2EtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pFJtn9waQSQ/s200/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382497985566741202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to post some videos and pictures of my friends. I've had the best friends ever! Some have been in my life for 7 or 8 years and some just for 2 or 3, BUT all of them know me and are always there for me. They give me the best advice or no advice and show up with star bucks at 1 AM without talking to me in weeks... they just know! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SrJ5Y0NJ99I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bnHyY0pkvpE/s1600-h/n17803581_34117801_3490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SrJ5Y0NJ99I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bnHyY0pkvpE/s200/n17803581_34117801_3490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382497971898808274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SrJ5Gy_AmxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7GSq7hyUvWQ/s1600-h/6574_683933923949_17825952_38492256_1293356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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In my life currently I play mom (I nanny). I get them ready, take them to school then I gym it up. I do homework then I pick them up and then I go to class. I have a calling and I also attend the temple once a week for my calling. I play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intramural&lt;/span&gt; soccer with my friend Em and we tore up this week.  On the weekends, I watch football or go to the games!!! I have a internship I think for my cap stone, I just have to get the paper work finished and then I'll be even more busy! It'll be with drug and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt; addicts. I will be working in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;residential&lt;/span&gt; home with them!!! Life is good. I love everything I've been doing and the people in my life are amazing. The end. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5080709668753729325-153351530284224039?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/153351530284224039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=153351530284224039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/153351530284224039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/153351530284224039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SrJ5ZnH2EtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pFJtn9waQSQ/s72-c/Photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-7761689094927356116</id><published>2009-08-03T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:45:34.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Impatient</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I have a hard time being alone..... I need close secure relationships... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well I don't know what I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I just wanna look some more&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;'Till there's nothing left that I haven't tried&lt;br /&gt;For some people it's an easy choice&lt;br /&gt;But for me there's a devil and an angel's voice&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know what I am looking for&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I just wanna look some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know what I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I just wanna live some more&lt;br /&gt;And you hear it from strangers&lt;br /&gt;And you hear it from friends&lt;br /&gt;That love never dies, love never ends&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't wanna argue, no I don't wanna fight&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're always wrong and I'm always right&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know what I am living for&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I just wanna live some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be involved, and I felt like a king&lt;br /&gt;Now I've lost it all and I don't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;I may never grow old, I may never give in&lt;br /&gt;And I'll blame this world that I live in&lt;br /&gt;I visit hell on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;I see the sadness in all your faces&lt;br /&gt;I've got friends who have married&lt;br /&gt;And their lives seem complete&lt;br /&gt;Here I am still stumbling down a darkened street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I act like a child and I'm insecure&lt;br /&gt;And I'm filled with doubt and I'm immature&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it creeps up on me and before I know it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how far I row&lt;br /&gt;I always find my way back home&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I don't wanna wait anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5080709668753729325-7761689094927356116?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/7761689094927356116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=7761689094927356116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/7761689094927356116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/7761689094927356116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/08/impatient.html' title='Impatient'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-2868757177429330097</id><published>2009-06-18T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:57:13.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Me Rhonda, Help!</title><content type='html'>My goal for the summer....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;table style="empty-cells: show; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="15%" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Race name :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="85%" style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Bountiful Triathlon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Date :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;8/8/2009&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Address :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;550 N 200 W&lt;br /&gt;Bountiful, Utah&lt;br /&gt;84010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Country :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;United States&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Race type :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Triathlon (Mini Sprint)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td nowrap="" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Organization :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Website :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.bountifultriathlon.com/" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;http://www.bountifultriathlon.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swim&lt;/b&gt; 0.32 kms   &lt;b&gt;Bike&lt;/b&gt; 18.5 kms   &lt;b&gt;Run&lt;/b&gt; 5 kms   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have started training and I hope I'm ready in time....&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/5080709668753729325-2868757177429330097?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/2868757177429330097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=2868757177429330097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/2868757177429330097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/2868757177429330097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/06/help-me-rhonda-help.html' title='Help Me Rhonda, Help!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-8563174768954155271</id><published>2009-05-27T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:44:46.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloak Of Secrecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/Sh3CTKBjPiI/AAAAAAAAADA/L6K1N7PNo4A/s1600-h/IMG_4582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/Sh3CTKBjPiI/AAAAAAAAADA/L6K1N7PNo4A/s320/IMG_4582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340638367495437858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);  font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);  font-weight: bold; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I got to help out a friend in London and I say got to because it was way too much fun for me. I really enjoyed having someone paint my face and dress me in something that I would never normally wear.  Since then I have been thinking a lot about disguises aka clothes, make up or just "fashion". I love and hate it.... it is this on going relationship I have with it. I just attended the sweetest wedding... sweet as in sorta humble and it was very enjoyable. It wasn't a poor person but it also wasn't over the top. It was "sweet". Right before this wedding I watched 20 most expensive weddings on tv.... wow they were also "Swwweet!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);   font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);   font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:18px;"&gt;This thought doesn't have a conclusion or a solution ... meaning it isn't complete. I was just thinking about happiness and different masks, cloaks, disguises we use and how it seems to effect us. There are more cloaks than just "fashion". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);   font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);   font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:18px;"&gt;If you have any thoughts you wanna share, please do!!! Xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-8563174768954155271?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/8563174768954155271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=8563174768954155271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8563174768954155271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/8563174768954155271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/05/cloak-of-secrecy.html' title='Cloak Of Secrecy'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/Sh3CTKBjPiI/AAAAAAAAADA/L6K1N7PNo4A/s72-c/IMG_4582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-5692431320478341625</id><published>2009-05-25T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:32:26.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The way I feel inside..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF2YXthZI/AAAAAAAAACw/bSHw0GDeVhM/s1600-h/IMG_4815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF2YXthZI/AAAAAAAAACw/bSHw0GDeVhM/s320/IMG_4815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339797846246655378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF2MR9-WI/AAAAAAAAACo/tR1p4aWtr0E/s1600-h/IMG_4668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF2MR9-WI/AAAAAAAAACo/tR1p4aWtr0E/s320/IMG_4668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339797843001342306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I love this movie way too much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF17swWzI/AAAAAAAAACg/oNHSYx94t2o/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF17swWzI/AAAAAAAAACg/oNHSYx94t2o/s320/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339797838550293298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Mana from heaven, sweet nectar of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF1umAlsI/AAAAAAAAACY/xYolLbO2204/s1600-h/Photo+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF1umAlsI/AAAAAAAAACY/xYolLbO2204/s320/Photo+126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339797835032336066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;The picture below is the bridge my friend and I walked across and is also in Harry Potter... The love of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF1a6xtFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SpIRNqdPIYA/s1600-h/4275_86955397562_538182562_2204570_5479326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF1a6xtFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SpIRNqdPIYA/s320/4275_86955397562_538182562_2204570_5479326_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339797829750731858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm torn between Utah and Arizona... school, work, what I want to do or what I should do. Either way could be what I should do and either way could be what I want to do.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;should do... could do..... would do...... &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/5080709668753729325-5692431320478341625?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/5692431320478341625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=5692431320478341625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/5692431320478341625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/5692431320478341625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-who-blocked-his-own-shot.html' title='The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShrF2YXthZI/AAAAAAAAACw/bSHw0GDeVhM/s72-c/IMG_4815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-6565169859771293424</id><published>2009-05-21T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:41:12.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Net Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShVn7fgfAdI/AAAAAAAAACI/QjUdP_cuOfk/s1600-h/n17825952_35750110_5831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShVn7fgfAdI/AAAAAAAAACI/QjUdP_cuOfk/s320/n17825952_35750110_5831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338287205085282770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img class="tex" alt="\mathbf F_{\text{net}} = {\mathrm{d}(m \mathbf v) \over \mathrm{d}t} = m \ \frac{d \mathbf v}{dt} " src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/math/7/b/a/7ba9c9c6e10c2b1aafb8371aa8f064a3.png" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: middle; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;My mind is going to fast for me to explain everything that I've written... Above is Newton's 2nd Law: talking about how the motion and the motive force behind the motion..... if a force generates a motion, a double force will generate a double motion and so on.... this also still is true whether that force be impressed is altogether and at once or gradually (this motion being directed the same way with the generating force). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That being said..... I was over thinking the laws of human nature and human attraction and what forces are behind it so where what did I decide to over read? Laws of attraction and motion and I really enjoyed it and I really enjoy physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I am much as I learn and as much and I observe, the less I know. I know absolutely nothing! Accepting that to be true has brought me so joy in knowing, I get to learn forever and always be surprised! How great is that? I think it is great.... which is why this is my blog and my opinion and why I'm writing about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OK so I totally have a crush, No one knows (or at least I hope not... I'm bad at hiding things) or will know bc it is not logical, he isn't my type and I don't want to date him.... but some force beyond me makes me want to just pounce him. Yeah I said it.....  Oh well..... I have more thoughts on this but I'm not going to share them unless asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have certain things I am attracted to ... I know I am.... one being romantic nerds like me..... I love and adore this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;"He is the half part of a blessed man, left to be finished by such as she. And she a fair divided excellence, whose fullness of perfection lies in him." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I also love adore my best friend who is getting engaged this weekend. It has been really hard on me.... never knew loosing him would be this hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Another thing is I've been reading about Karma... and other peoples perspectives... so different religions and what not... I thought this angry person was funny and what he said I can't repeat but I can repeat one part.... which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;WHATEVER WE SEE - WE CREATE, THAT IS OUR KARMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Well I'm not going to try and sleep longer than 3 hrs.... I shouldn't be up..... Love to all of you and especially England. I miss my friends there and their "wicked" way of speaking.... I want to go back. The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5080709668753729325-6565169859771293424?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/6565169859771293424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=6565169859771293424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6565169859771293424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6565169859771293424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/05/net-force.html' title='Net Force'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/ShVn7fgfAdI/AAAAAAAAACI/QjUdP_cuOfk/s72-c/n17825952_35750110_5831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-6845655776888473540</id><published>2009-04-30T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:07:42.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/Sfmwpr2r7gI/AAAAAAAAACA/SZbWPoi-99Y/s1600-h/n864140014_6273507_1679478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/Sfmwpr2r7gI/AAAAAAAAACA/SZbWPoi-99Y/s320/n864140014_6273507_1679478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330485864162913794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the name of this album is so cheesy! I love it..... Well I was thinking today about people. When am I not analyzing people and making theories and judgments? well Hardly ever is the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm reading this book and it is talking about the happiness in other countries. It is pretty good book. It was saying how in Thailand they just let things go! OK As I've gotten older, i let more go but I still have feel like most things have a solution- even if it is a bad one. Like for instance, I can't control how people treat me but I can still treat them well. My friend gave me advice saying something like  " well you've got to learn that people have good and bad days and it isn't about you. They aren't always going to be nice to you" i wanted to say " duh?!?! but I have good and bad days and that doesn't excuse me for being a bitch" I didn't, I took the advice and smiled.... inside though, i wasn't smiling. I think of the people in my life (friends/family) and the ones I respect and the ones I have fun with. They are different sometimes. The ones I respect the most and feel that are more wise and mature than me- they hardly give me advice, they have never made me angry- doesn't mean i wasn't upset around them but never BC of how they were treating me. I sometimes try and make excuse and reasons for people's behavior so I don't think less of them- But today I think- Who cares. I will just not respect them because I don't. I think they are fun, i love them but some of my friends are just immature and I still love them and can treat them well when they are rude to me but They are rude. I'm not sure if that is like the Thais or like the Americans way- either way I've found some peace :) Hence the title 'Here comes the sun'. here comes some happiness I've found In knowing who I am, and an understanding that People can teach us different things. Some of those friends who are immature in the area of mood swings and how to treat your friends, are mature in other areas that I haven't developed or that don't come easily to me. I find that it is easy for me to treat everyone around me well, no matter how I feel, until it comes to my family. Ugh the people i love the most. I'm no saint. I'm someone that thinks and thinks and thinks and try's to act and fails. I don't give up but I think about giving up hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;OH some funny-ish story::::: Ok so i was watching my names earl with a friend last night and it was funny bc earl is being Buddhist and trying to make up for things and gain points for his next life. In it Karma comes in.... everything that he made happened to someone, happened to him and it was funny. Well I punched a bee the other day (not just a bee but a Huge BLACK bee..... yes bees can be just black (some of my friends are racist, but hey "can you really blame them" haha jk)... anyways this bee has sent his friend bees and bugs to follow me around all day today. ha i am just walking around singing "shake it" thinking of my friends in Utah and those good times and Wham! attacked and then followed for half an hr..... karma? not really but still i need to make it up to those bugs so I helped a snail and then No more bugs followed me :) hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;ugh, I'm crazy but I'd rather be in my thoughts and understanding than be anyone else. I love that i love to be a lone now but i also love people! more than being a lone but i need both to fully grow and understand life.... no one wants to be in a stand still. I feel balanced for once. Oh also i was thinking about how I'm sorta in a standstill till i get to be married and serve... i do love having roommates and learning to serve and love someone you didn't know two months ago.... :) it is "fun" how the Thais describe things....  In the book it gave an example of the difference in America- mowing the yard isn't fun so we get rich to pay someone to... but in Thailand it isn't fun but they make work and play fun... just different ... a balance so that when they are rich they don't pay someone to do it BC the balance makes life fun and brings happiness :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5080709668753729325-6845655776888473540?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/6845655776888473540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=6845655776888473540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6845655776888473540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6845655776888473540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-comes-sun.html' title='Here Comes The Sun'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/Sfmwpr2r7gI/AAAAAAAAACA/SZbWPoi-99Y/s72-c/n864140014_6273507_1679478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-6308967223657502754</id><published>2009-04-27T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:45:02.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Good Things Must End Someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SfXDPuiuwFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6aS2WR9VnQ4/s1600-h/this2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329380409022005330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SfXDPuiuwFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6aS2WR9VnQ4/s320/this2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SfXC8VJ34vI/AAAAAAAAABw/pZg_PjtDKRs/s1600-h/this.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329380075789345522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SfXC8VJ34vI/AAAAAAAAABw/pZg_PjtDKRs/s320/this.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So Recently over the last 4 months I've been in England.... These four months have been ... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I am blogging out of lack of anyone to talk to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;No one will read this, no one will know, no one really cares because I don't even care what I have to say......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So there are a few things I've learned.... I love to read (more than I knew I did), I love and need music more than I though and I do hate being alone. haha. I knew these things but thought they could change- thought I'd enjoy walking the streets alone and seeing movies alone and all that stuff. I don't. I enjoy people. Anyone really. I'm not picky when it comes to people but I am picky when it comes to food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I do have some &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;people that I meet.... The people from Poland are so kind (not nice but kind), humble and giving. I also enjoyed the Scottish people.... they are friendly and enjoy life in the moment. Very entertaining..... &lt;3.&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So I LOVE Europe or at least i did. Ha.... Since I've been here... I can't lose weight but i gain weight (maybe BC i start my period every two weeks... sick I know... What's a girl to do? lol), Another thing is i have "spots" always... the air is so dirty.... then so is my freakin face haha. buh. i know Vain- but since all people do is see me and not talk to me- at least can i look good? nope. i look dirty so people probably assume I'm dirty. I am dirty but at least take the time to find that out. Geezzz people ;) Ok even though No one is going to read this, I'm laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ok I'm feeling a little guilty ( Weird, do i ever feel guilty?) This is because I sound like i don't love it here... I'm very blessed in all my trips... with a great family that visited me... and great curves do to the weight gain. balls.... yeah I'm a real women in Europe, rather than a stick girl in America.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;given both options... I'm choosing the stick girl in America come may 19Th!!! Mexican food, here i come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So If any of my friends read this.... the girls are wanting to know about the boys! well I don't hate their bad accents anymore but the English are not as good looking ;) ... so I've been on some dates .... One that i liked (ugly but funny)... turned into a psycho. he has anger problems. My be the funnest story of all the guys I've ever gone on dates with. I'll be telling it for yrs. The other one is hot but boring... had the chance to make out and i didn't... too bored. Sad huh? The last one is just too desperate.... he is cool and then he gets insecure and I can't deal with that. Ya know a 30 yr old that is still insecure is what i want... it just turns me on... so much that i have no self control so I can't put myself in such a dangerous situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;haha... WOW I hope no one reads this ....... I've decided All ppl are crazy and need help but BC I'm from America, I understand them and their crazy behaviors more. I don't understand things like trying to charge me 7 Pd's per night per person on top of rent .... so I wont be paying that ... never agreed to it and i find it a little crazy. I can't wait to long board the Provo cannon and eat Costa Vida and lay out on the roof of my apartment building and make sarcastic and dirty jokes with people who think I'm funny!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;BC i do what i want when i want and I am freakin funny. Chew on that a while Mr chewy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;OH one more thing.... I want to travel with a suit case the first 4 or 5 months I'm married ... if i get married and live my life in a way that is just what i need and try not to get caught up in the world. After living here... i don't need so many choices... clothes, shoes, makeup... crap really... i just need my family and friends and to love/ serve the people I'm around. I love meeting people and i really do love learning to love all different types.... All those jokes i made... well i think of each person i said them about and I can't help but LOVE them. Their accents, their style and just who they are. The differences we have is what i love. I love that they aren't like me and I love learning the qualities they have... that i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;For ex... the person trying to charge me extra money.... she is one of the most non judging people I've ever meet.... she doesn't see weirdos as weird but as people... and loves knowing everyone. I love how she can smile when she is pissed.... i think of her and smile. Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I also learned that it isn't a big deal if someone doesn't like me... no matter how much i like or love them and am kind to them.... they may not like me... But it does affect me to think i hate them... i don't hate them, when i try not to like someone, I'm sad.... so I'll just accept that I like everyone and may not get to be friends with everyone... that is just one tinny example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;they are my friend or not... either way I'll choose to be happy and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Balls I'm going now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and leaving you with what i want to live my life by........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Take it easy. Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy. Lighten up while you still can don't even try to understand. Just find a place to make your stand and take it easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;We may lose and we may win though we will never be here again so open up, I'm climbin' in, so take it easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Things the English say a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"that's a bit dodgy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Proper" about anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"posh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"can't be bothered"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"wicked"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and there will be more to come.... can't think of them right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5080709668753729325-6308967223657502754?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/6308967223657502754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=6308967223657502754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6308967223657502754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6308967223657502754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-good-things-must-end-someday.html' title='All Good Things Must End Someday'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SfXDPuiuwFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6aS2WR9VnQ4/s72-c/this2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-6204440312812679439</id><published>2008-10-17T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:02:41.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;"True love begins when nothing is looked for in return" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;my mom is the perfect example of this. I feel like I could be more thankful when I speak to my family, friends and my heavenly father. I want to ask for less. I think that will help limit a "secret" battle that goes on in my head. lol. So, I love Cat Stevens and especially this song - it has a special place in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UT9C8GvdJPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UT9C8GvdJPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ps I'm getting excited for Disney Land with the Fam, next week. Woot Woot&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/5080709668753729325-6204440312812679439?l=ladywickly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/feeds/6204440312812679439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5080709668753729325&amp;postID=6204440312812679439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6204440312812679439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5080709668753729325/posts/default/6204440312812679439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladywickly.blogspot.com/2008/10/honestly.html' title='Honestly'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5080709668753729325.post-870567329454223791</id><published>2008-10-15T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:25:15.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);  font-size:13px;"&gt;Sometimes in my life there is a song that will explain how I feel. This song is how I have felt the last two week and I'm so happy that this song no longer is how I feel. Therefore, I no longer need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The song Black Hole by She &amp;amp; Him is  the lyrics that follow. These words were describing how this break up has effected me. Example, I heard nothing that I could understand. I have been brought comfort and peace and a resolution/ending just last night. I do still feel sad and very lonely but more than ever but I feel a strength that I didn't know was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thank you to all of my friends and family and my heavenly father. I love the power of blessings, prayer and family/friends.  Song Hope by Jack Johnson says, "You'd better hope you're not alone" Well I'm not alone and am so very happy about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b98/awick/?action=view&amp;amp;current=raindance-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b98/awick/raindance-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;My eyes are so bleary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I'm young but i feel so weary&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 tried to express it&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 think its all a bore&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;Its at the heart of me,&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;A very part of me&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;Speak slowly, I can't hear you&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;My mind keeps spinning closer and closer to the rain on the roof,&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;And the rain in my head, and the things that you said&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;People take it further ahead&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;And it just gets so foggy&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;It's nowhere in here&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;And its everywhere else that I don't wanna be,&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 stuck here getting misty over you&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'm alone on a bicycle for two.&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;Speak slowly, I can't hear you&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;My mind keeps spinning closer and closer to the rain on the roof,&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;and the rain in my head, and the things that you said&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;People take it further ahead&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;And it just gets so foggy&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;It's nowhere in here&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;And its everywhere else that I don't wanna be,&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 stuck here getting misty over you &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'm alone on a bicycle for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b98/awick/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_5477-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b98/awick/IMG_5477-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" 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title='Resolution'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06855357652792493785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIOJyxET114/SOWQqhLH6kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vd4P5WY-bio/S220/IMG_0849.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
