tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89367185172155249582024-02-20T06:53:54.532-08:00Jordan & KierstenKierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-54121177530608800322014-07-30T16:58:00.001-07:002014-07-30T16:58:55.309-07:00Come What May<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jordan recently returned home from an 8 month deployment. Those 8 months seemed like forever. The only thing that got me through those 8 months was knowing that this was going to be the last deployment he was going to have to do. I was able to stay busy and dedicate my self to school. As April came around I had to decide when I was going to finish the last two semesters of school. Jordan and I decided that it was best for me to stay in Utah and enroll in classes during the first block of summer. It was a hard decision to make but in big picture another two months apart from each other was nothing.<br />
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I often felt selfish for prolonging the distance between us to pursue my educational goals. I even had a professor ask me what I was still doing in Utah and to go be with my husband. I felt like I had my priorities in the wrong order. I told myself staying an extra two months was going to allow less time away from Jordan in the long run. </div>
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Well the two months went by quickly and I was even able to spend two weekends with Jordan since his return home. I moved back to California and was looking forward to a somewhat normal life. Jordan planned to VERP (volunteer early enlisted release program). He filled out all of the paperwork and he was waiting for it to be approved. If it was approved he would been out March 2015. This meant that he wouldn't have to train for the next deployment and his days would be comparable to a normal 9-5 job. For the first time in our three years of marriage I felt like we had control of our life, not the Marine Corps. I should have known better.</div>
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A few weeks ago Jordan found out he has orders to 2/7 (a new unit). This means that we have to pack up our belongings and move to 29 Palms a.k.a. Hell. This alone was enough for me to lose control of my emotions. The story gets better though, 2/7 is getting ready to deploy for 7 months within the next 2 months. I immediately regreted my decision to continue school through the summer. I was feeling cheated. I will only have spent a little over 2 months with my husband before he must leave again. The thing is the Marine Corps doesn't care about the time you have/have not spent with your family. They don't care about the way this affects the marine or those that care about him/her. They just expect you to deal with it and go on with life. </div>
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So here I am with two and half weeks left with my husband before he has to report to 29 Palms. I have two options: I can sit down and think about all of the reason's why I resent the Marine Corps or I can go forward knowing that Jordan and I get 7 more months to better ourselves and strengthen our marriage. I choose the latter. I will use this time to learn more about my strengths and weaknesses. I will lovingly support Jordan from across the world. I will put a smile on my face and be grateful for the loving family and friends that we have. Here's to another deployment that will help us become better people and strengthen our the unbreakable bond between Jordan and I.</div>
Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-70212434422818087322013-11-12T00:58:00.000-08:002013-11-12T00:58:51.842-08:00Veteran's DayIt's a day after Veterans Day, but it's never too late to express gratitude. This day is one that I am learning to appreciate more each year. Growing up I never understood what this day is all about. Thinking back to elementary school the word veteran = Lt. Dan from the movie Forrest Gump. I was smart enough to know that Lt. Dan was a fictional character and since he wasn't real veterans probably weren't real either (little naive me). I didn't come from a family with a rich military background. I do have extended family member that have military experience, but regretfully, I have yet to take the time to learn of their service.<br />
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I know now that veterans are very real people. They might not look like Lt. Dan although some may. Most veterans are the average Joe. It's almost impossible to be in a place where someone isn't a veteran or doesn't know a veteran. Looking back to my freshman year of college my best friend, Brittany, and I took an Army ROTC class together. Being associated with ROTC is committing social suicide but I wouldn't give back the experiences I had or the people I met. Below are a few of the experiences that allowed me to increase my appreciation for our service men and women.</div>
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<li>Smelling MREs (I didn't need to taste it to know it was a waste of calories)</li>
<li>Participating in color guard</li>
<li>Wearing camo pajamas one too many times</li>
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I couldn't end without sharing a little of my very own personal veteran (I am aware that I don't own him). Jordan is an Active Duty Marine. He has served for 3 years and is currently on his second deployment. He is a grunt and a badass. He will out hike most in his platoon while carrying others gear. He has a sharp eye and excels in his duties. You might think I am being bias but I am not. That is all fact. I am honored and proud to support him. Being married to an Active Duty Marine, I have first-hand experience in making sacrifices that are necessary to protect this country. Jordan shared with me a part of an email that he received from another Marine. There was a line that read, "we sacrifice our lives, family time, birthdays, holidays, funerals, births, and first bike rides for our country." The list could go on, but when I read those words I was overwhelmed with gratitude that Jordan and so many are willing to put this country before their families, education, and personal goals. I hope that all Americans feel an obligation to help this country stand strong so that our military men and women do not feel their sacrifices were made in vain. When you encounter a veteran make sure you thank them for their service. I know it means a whole lot to each of them.</div>
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Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-16948375355573424472013-03-31T16:06:00.000-07:002013-03-31T16:07:05.328-07:00Gone Fishin'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">This weekend Jordan and I went fishing on the open ocean. We were so happy that our good Friends the McCubbins(Madi and Aaron) came along. We woke up super early to make sure were didn't miss our boat. As you can see the sun is just starting to make its appearance in the first picture. It was a rough day of fishing. The water was too cold and the fish just weren't biting. Madi was lucky enough to catch a little fish and Aaron caught a lobster cage. Jordan and I and pretty much everyone else on the boat got skunked. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Lately, I have been thinking about my old man. It could have to do with it coming up on seven years since his passing. I can pinpoint a few things that have sparked all of these thoughts and memories of my dad. This last weekend my whole family traveled to New Mexico to celebrate my Grandma Brown's 90th Birthday. A the day before I was on the road I swear every corner I turned I saw my dad's favorite flower, Birds of Paradise. This sounds silly but every time that I see that flower I feel like its a reminder that he is watching over me and loves me. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">On Saturday when we arrived at the party I was able to spend sometime with my uncles and my aunt. Being surrounded by my dads siblings was such a sweet experience. Each one of them has a quality that reminds me of my dad. Their hugs, their smiles, the twinkle in their eyes, their humor, their chubby hands, their thick black fluffy hair, their kind hearts, and their love for story telling. It makes me feel like heaven isn't too far away.</span></div>
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Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-18094455800070620622013-01-30T15:25:00.000-08:002013-01-30T15:25:55.416-08:00A "Bite" Of A Reality Check<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Almost immediately after Jordan and I were married I was begging him to start a family with me. I feel like almost everyone experiences it. I would take it very personal when he would shut down at what I thought was the most wonderful idea ever. I no longer let the thought of starting my family now consume my entire day. I have realized that the time will come but now isn't our time. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Yesterday was just another day. I went to work and after I took Cider, our baby for now, to the dog park to let out some energy. She loves it there and loves to play with other dogs. After 20 minutes of being there this little French Bulldog snapped and started to attack her. The dumb thing wouldn't let go of her foot. Long story short her paw got bit open. I took her home and helped clean out the bite. I was bawling my eyes out. I felt so bad that she was hurt. As soon as J came home he helped me clean it out a little better and bandage her up. The rest of the night I couldn't even stop crying. Jordan gets a gold star for putting up with crying. I spent the whole night playing out scenarios in my head about what I am going to say to the owner next time I see her.</span></div>
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Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-90052896420574716302012-11-15T16:53:00.000-08:002012-11-15T16:53:02.158-08:00Thankful Thursday<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I have loved reading everyones thoughts on the things they are thankful for this month. It has made me think a lot about what I am thankful for. It's never too late to show gratitude. Here is the list of things that I am most thankful for to catch me up to date.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">My Sister Cortney had her baby just a few days before we arrived. I was so excited to meet this little boy. Jaxon Bear Brown is this little guys name. It was fun to watch Jordan hold something so tiny compared to how large he is.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">For the 4th of July we went to Park City for the usual Fuller activities. We had a BBQ and played some crazy ball. This year my mom joined us and I was glad she was there to keep me company while Jordan played crazy ball until his heart was content. Also, the whole state of Utah was on fire while we were there so fireworks were banned. What a bummer. We had glow stick though while we watched the fireworks from memorial hill.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Jordan's dad was kind enough to take us to Lagoon. Quickly I learned that I am no longer 15. So I'm only 21 but I really can't go on all the rides at amusement parks like I used to.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We got back just in time to watch my brother Nick drive in the Riverton Demolition Derby. It was his first time doing the full weld and he took first place. I'm so glad that Jordan and I were able to support him.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">While we were in Utah we celebrated our one year anniversary. We spent the night at Hotel Park City. We didn't even get the chance to enjoy how nice that hotel was after our wedding so one year later we went back. Our Cake maker was kind enough to recreate the top of our wedding cake so we got to eat a fresh one. Yum.</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Saturday I was lucky enough to go watch my favorite niece Madison play in her first soccer game. She did so great and I am glad that I was able to go cheer her on. Later that day I took Madison with me to lunch. We both enjoyed a delicious salad from Cafe Rio and we went to see Chimpanzee. It was a really cute show. Little Oscar was so cute you couldn't help but fall in love with him. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Later that day I was able to go to Kris's graduation celebration. She really deserved it. Now I can call her Master Kris. I ate some more yummy food then hustled to the High School to watch Josh Promenade. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Sunday was also great. I really think the sunshine makes everything ten times better. Madison decided to come to church with us and when we sit down for sacrament meeting she holds out her hand with a potato bug. It kept her entertained most of the time. That little girl is full of surprises and will keep you on your toes. Of course its Sunday so I went to the Fuller's for a movie and ice cream. I really forgot how great Harry Potter is. I sooooo wish Hogwarts was a real school.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">4. If your could do anything what would it be?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I wish I could travel where ever I wanted whenever I wanted with whoever I wanted.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">5. What is your favorite movie?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Favorite are 21,Dear John, The Notebook, The Vow. Girl Movies.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">6. Where would you go on vacation to?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I wish I could go back and explore Europe some more.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">7. What is something that has made your a stronger person?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Healing from a broken back. I really learned patience and how to rely more on the Lord.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">8. Who is your idol?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">My mom. I still don't know how she has managed to do everything she has done.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">9. If you could change one thing from your past what would it be?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I wish I was nicer to everyone I came in contact with.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">10. What is something unique about you?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I stopped drinking milk because I didn't want to worry if I was drinking 1% or 2%. Weird brain of a 3 year old.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">11. Where do you plan to be in ten years?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">In ten years I hope the have happy healthy kiddos, a job I love (stay at home mom), and still completely head over heels in love with Jordan.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div>Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-37547395057902244552012-04-14T00:31:00.005-07:002012-04-14T01:17:23.834-07:00The Proposal<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">This blog is kinda like my public journal. I have just realized that I never documented "the proposal". I would hate to forget that day so before things get lost in time here is the story of the proposal. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It was March 2011. Spring break was here and I was looking forward to visiting my sister and her husband in Fresno for a few days and then I was going to venture south to Camp Pendleton and spend a day or two with Jordan. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">At this time Jordan was in S.O.I. (School of Infantry) We only got to talk on weekends so this whole thing was kind of sketchy. There was never a 100% chance that they were going to get libo on weekends (it wasn't uncommon for someone to get in trouble and screw it up for everyone else). Anyway, we already knew that we were going to get married that summer, but we had so few opportunities to see each other between then and summer everyone was telling me that I would come back engaged. For some reason I just really wasn't expecting it. Jordan had told me he went ring shopping and just didn't have enough money. Which wasn't hard to believe since he was still a student in the Marine Corps. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I remember Jordan was able to talk to me during the week somehow and he was telling me that they were going to have restricted libo for the weekend. I was so stressed out thinking about what would happen if we had to spend the weekend on base. Everything ended up working out and he was able to have unrestricted libo. Friday night we just hung out and ate some Cafe Rio (that is one of our favorite past times). Saturday was our only full day together. I had to drive back to Utah Sunday. So I kept thinking to myself that if it was going to happen then today was the day. Saturday we woke up and went to the <a href="http://www.lds.org/church/temples/san-diego-california?lang=eng">San Diego Temple</a>. It was special it was the first time that we had done that together. I remember being in the temple and looking at him and thinking to myself how excited I am to spend forever with that kid. I was for sure that if it was going to happen then he would do it there since we had thought that that is where we would be married. It wasn't even mentioned there after we walked around for a bit.</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> After the temple we decided to go to Sea World. I hadn't been there since I was a tiny tot and I love ocean animals so of course I was thrilled to be there. Jordan and I were walking through the Shark exhibit. He LOVES sharks. As we were walking through the tunnel he started acting weird and had his hands in his pocket. I thought to myself "oh no if your going to do it please don't do it in the shark tunnel." I'm fully aware that is not very nice to think but it was the truth. Luckily, he was just pulling me aside to look at a wall a shark teeth. Phew!</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Sea World. Thank goodness he didn't propose in the shark tunnel. Phew!</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Sea World was fun but it was time for dinner. He surprised me and took me to The Melting Pot. YUM! We had both never been there before but seriously my taste buds were in heaven. Dinner wasn't finished until 11:00. My hopes of going back to Cedar City engaged were over. I was so tired and ready to go to bed but Jordan insisted that we go to the beach. I caught onto his plan so I played along. The car ride to La Jolla was kinda weird. I just knew it was coming. We took a blanket down to the beach and just talked for a bit. It was freezing by the way. Jordan told me to stand up, but I was content sitting wrapped in the blanket. I asked him why and his response was because he wanted to play a game. HAHAHA a game? I was being stubborn about it but gave in. By the time I stood up the kid was on his knee with a box and asked, "Kiersten will you marry me?" I just freaked out and said yes. I tackled him to the ground and gave him a hug and a kiss. Five minutes after the shock had worn away Jordan was like do you want to see your ring? Haha I was so excited I forgot to even look at the ring. He pulled it back out and I remember thinking it looked really familiar. He asked me if that is the right one. I was so confused how he knew. He then proceeded to tell me about how he knew which ring I had my eyes on and how I actually brought the ring to him.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Jordan has a few tricks up his sleeve. I had showed my sister some rings that I liked and Jordan secretly contacted her and got the info on her favorite one. Luckily, it happened to be my favorite too. He had is dad pick it up. Before I left to California his parents had a "package" that they needed me to take to Jordan. I was just some clothes that he wanted and some new garments. His dad kept telling me to be very careful with this package and to not leave it in the car because it has garments in it and they are very special. I just remember thinking ok Dave I'm not a dummy I know they are special. His parents ended up packing in the ring along with his clothes. What a very clever husband I have.</span></span><br />
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</tbody></table> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I can still remember those feelings of excitement. I remember thinking how weird it was that something that we talked about in high school was actually happening. I remember calling each other fiancé for the first time and thinking how weird it was. Ah it really was such a great day! I couldn't have though of anything else that I would have wanted to happen. I felt like I was in a movie. Isn't that how every girl wants to feel?</span>Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-16723484450175944412012-04-01T21:45:00.001-07:002012-04-01T21:46:55.959-07:00Happy Birthday Dad<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">From time time I was a baby until he passed away we spent every day after school like this talking.</span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Today is my dad's birthday. I couldn't help but think of him all day. When I think about my dad I just smile. He was always really good at making me feel special. Despite the struggles he had I always knew that he loved me. He was always at my softball games. When he didn't have a license he would ride his crappy mountain to my games. He would make sure that I could hear him cheering for me. </span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Everyday after school first thing I would do is go up to his room and talk about school. He always seemed interested in my day. In our after school chats I learned some life lessons from my pa. He taught me to never trust a skinny cook. He also taught me all about boys.... beware this next thing I am about to share is a little graphic but this is just how my dad was. I think when I was in 8th grade and I was telling him about cute boys or something he told me and I quote "just remember, boys think with their wrong head." blahahaha I never have forgotten that lesson. Haha who tells their 13 year old daughter that? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> He had such a great laugh everyone loved to be around him. Anywhere we would go he would make new friends. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">He would always make funny deals with us. I remember on our last shopping trip together I really wanted these jeans but I didn't have enough money. He told me if i bought him a coffee then he would get them for me. It was a very logical trade. Another one of my favorite deals he tried making... he was unsuccessful at closing it. He told me he would take me to McDonald's if I bought him a Big Mac. I asked him why would I do that I hate McDonalds. He said he just testing me. Another one of his favorite things to say to see if we were paying attention. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">He was so talented at everything he did. He was a great hunter, he was an amazing artist, he sucked at cooking but was good at grilling, he was a great gardner and loved birds, he loved books, he had a great understanding of the scriptures, and more than anything he loved his kids. I don't doubt that for one moment. I know that one day I will see him again and I can't wait to be back in his arms. I love my dad and I am grateful for the man that he was and the wonderful example of love he was to me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div>Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-2095669506441577572012-03-28T13:17:00.001-07:002012-03-28T20:19:19.968-07:001950's Housewife<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPpmI1mcZFaDlhQBJMLmq78KQZI_x6sbM6ndDigzk1bdhvNDdrxUdtePTpDhHsomeuBqyF1xbikwJAAALy9DmbdFgGJVnnJot9WphDJ1MzbJmB9Yho217FFfBcXBezCuaNwVUjgRi-ro/s1600/tumblr_li65atnFrC1qhalefo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPpmI1mcZFaDlhQBJMLmq78KQZI_x6sbM6ndDigzk1bdhvNDdrxUdtePTpDhHsomeuBqyF1xbikwJAAALy9DmbdFgGJVnnJot9WphDJ1MzbJmB9Yho217FFfBcXBezCuaNwVUjgRi-ro/s640/tumblr_li65atnFrC1qhalefo1_400.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div>Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-42959874365378503812012-03-16T19:47:00.000-07:002012-03-16T19:47:09.494-07:00Spring Break<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Spring break is almost over. I had so many ideas of how I was going to spend my week off from school. I was going to finish reading two books, finish the research for my psychology paper, enjoy the sunshine, and figure out where the crap Jordan and I are going to live when he gets home. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> I ended up only reading two chapters total... I haven't done any official research, but at least I think I have a permanent topic. This week was beautiful especially for March in Utah. I did enjoy the sunshine by hitting a bucket of balls. I forgot how good it feels when your club connects with the ball perfectly. It feels so effortless, it sounds beautiful, and the ball goes nice and straight. I took a random hike to bridal veil falls. It was nice to have quiet time and just think. I think about at least a million random things daily. I took out the holga camera and snapped a couple of pictures. I can't wait to get my film developed and see how they all turned out. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">One of my friends, Kelsey, got married and I was so happy that I was able to support her and new new hubby Taylor and attend their sealing. She looked absolutely beautiful. Cider and I have been on a few walks and played fetch. If only the weather would stay this nice forever (I hear a storm is coming this way though. BOOOO!). </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> I have talked to Jordan twice this break. I think thats a new record, twice in a week. He is alive and well. I learned about MotoMail. It's a great tool that lets you send letters to Jordan and within 48 hours he is supposed to get them. So even though I might not get a response it helps me feel better that he knows that I am thinking about him. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I have found an apartment in San Clemente that looks like it could be the perfect fit. I will be really excited if everything works out and we have a place to live. There is a park within walking distance and Jordan will only be 15 minutes away from work. That sure beats the 40 minutes he had in Oceanside. We will have an extra bedroom and bathroom so all is welcome to stay whenever they would like.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Lately, I have had a love for J. Crew. The outlet store in Park City always has such great deals that I can not pass up. My wardrobe is being replenished with J. Crew and not Nordstrom... Folks this is a very big deal. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Even though I didn't do exactly what I had planned for spring break I think that I found better alternatives. I have really enjoyed this break from school and I am now dreading Monday.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">This is my Sista Girl Janessa. I love her for so many reasons. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She has loved me since before I was born.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is such a great example to me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She can always remind me to have an eternal perspective on everything in life.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She has such a strong testimony.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She calls me 5 times a day to check up on me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She always takes good care of me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">When she finds something she thinks I might like she informs me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is the best at making treats. I can always count on treats when I am with her.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She has always shared her clothes with me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She lets me use her make up and hair products. I love when she visits.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is a dependable person.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I can talk to her about anything.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is a very talented dancer.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She introduced me to goldendoodles.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is generous. She would give me the shirt off her back.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Her happiness is contagious. I love that she often laughs until she cries.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is a hardworker.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">She is always willing the help anyway that she can.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I love my brothers to death but I am so glad that Heavenly Father knew that I would need a sister.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div>Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-30010527503003536072012-03-05T21:50:00.002-08:002012-03-05T21:57:31.301-08:00Missing Oceanside<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I have lived in Utah my whole life. I have always thought that Utah is the place where I want to raise my family and be planted forever. When I moved to California last July I never had any intentions of wanting to live there forever. I have always kind of had negative stereotypes imprinted in my brain with Southern California. Since moving back to Utah after Jordan was deployed I am so anxious to move back. I honestly would be fine if Oceanside became our permanent stomping grounds. Oceanside is where Jordan and I had our first home together. It wasn't much just a small two bedroom apartment. Maybe one reason I miss Oceanside so much is because I associate it with Jordan and lets be honest everyone around me has to hear on a daily basis (sometimes hourly) how much I miss the kid. Really I would give anything to go back and have my home with Jordan. Anyway... there are so many things that I really took for granted while living there that i will be sure to take full advantage of come June.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I really miss tanning on the beach everyday.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">In December Jordan and I added Cider to our family. My world was kind of turned upside down. I couldn't get enough of her for about 3 days then I had had enough. I felt as though I had lost all of my independence. I was on puppy patrol 24/7. Every hour or more she needed to go potty. She was always trying to chew something. She didn't know her name. She thought digging up the lady's plants was exciting. There are a million things I could name that I didn't like about her. Day 3 I was ready to sell her to anyone that would take this dog away from me.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Lately, something has changed. I don't know if it's my attitude or Cider. It could be a combination of the two. All of sudden I don't mind taking her out to potty. I love to hear her tail hitting the inside of her kennel when she is having a good dream. I love that she curls up by my feet and watches tv with me. I love that she is learning what is right and wrong, She is doing so well in puppy school. I love how excited she gets to see me after I have been at school all day. It makes me sad when she sits by the door and watches me leave. Ok I am making myself a little nauseous admitting all of this. Those few statements qualify me as "one of those people". My day is consumed with Cider. I don't know what I would do without this little pup. She is such a good companion. She really has been there with me always to keep my company when I am lonely and missing Jordan more than any other usual night.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Jessica and I have been friends since almost the beginning of our time. We became friends when we were two. Honestly I didn't even know two year olds had friends. The proof is in the pudding though we have many pictures together and memories from then. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Playing dress up. You never let me wear the princess costume. I always had to be the cowgirl.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">sneaking into your hot tub</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">you almost cutting off my braid that went down to my butt</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">driving in the barbie jeep</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">being terrified of your mysize barbie</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">camping trips</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">writing letters to each other</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Heber apparently isn't part of Utah</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">talking about junior high boyfriends</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">weekend sleepovers</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">asthma attacks in the middle of the night</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">trying to talk to people over different frequencies on the walkie talkies</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">taking ice cream to the ice cream man</span></li>
</ul><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Even though I moved in kindergarten Jessica and I have managed to stay friends. Just like any friend ship we have our times that we are closer than other. Even if we haven't talked in months and I need something I know that she will always be there for me. She always has. She was there for me when my dad passed away, when I got married, I knew that she wished she could be with me when I broke my back. Basically what I am getting too is you only meet a once in a lifetime friend... once in a lifetime.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Towards the end of January I met a new friend. This is Kelsey. She helped me through some long lonely months. She was someone that I could tell her how frustrating the Marine Corps is and she totally got me. We have so much in common and I will always be thankful for her friendship.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3do6SDpe51XpmxNVvwMZr5lYokd-wmw_bGHb7uuKsZbbBT2bcH0WYK2kEi7E8BgcT04yMK_ttSam6H1MnQhrB79AXbknpW6APAnwT8XL8Rq5YNvNCgVK4zZ3ydxBc4bIxdpEPPfRDNY/s1600/IMG_9282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3do6SDpe51XpmxNVvwMZr5lYokd-wmw_bGHb7uuKsZbbBT2bcH0WYK2kEi7E8BgcT04yMK_ttSam6H1MnQhrB79AXbknpW6APAnwT8XL8Rq5YNvNCgVK4zZ3ydxBc4bIxdpEPPfRDNY/s640/IMG_9282.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I also went back to school after taking the fall semester off. I don't even know what I would have done without these girls. I love them to death. I will always remember taco Tuesdays, going to new places for lunch, and countless hours watching movies and heating up the corn sacks.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYcr8jU-r4SFp0L_wWSiofSQ7sztxjgvzuIVe_T5B9JAlRzo6OJDiZHgC81RA4sFjflnHsGZ0zsj0DGLtAzhdyO48MLslx8CBkVdKor2tz2xkTjqiy1Vcf2_JuEbqbKDyLUpHLM9mnBw/s1600/IMG_1659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYcr8jU-r4SFp0L_wWSiofSQ7sztxjgvzuIVe_T5B9JAlRzo6OJDiZHgC81RA4sFjflnHsGZ0zsj0DGLtAzhdyO48MLslx8CBkVdKor2tz2xkTjqiy1Vcf2_JuEbqbKDyLUpHLM9mnBw/s640/IMG_1659.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">For spring break I was able to make my way around the great state of California. I got to spend several days with my Janessa and Tyson. I always love hanging out with them. Then I got to spend a couple hours in Newport Beach with the girls. I continued to Camp Pendleton to spend a couple more day with Jordan. That weekend we got engaged. I had no clue it was coming.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivxaGsieQUCrODqMaRWKIDdv7uY3j3CCxz2mLDpzBJy-lpclOKSqi_yKRIiU29QTl50swEC_bvgmQqNgKIPDQvdfeUTie7IofzSOU1GE9jBLbu5b5a4Wr3nsdW9J98saH6Y25xQaMcb2g/s1600/IMG_1574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivxaGsieQUCrODqMaRWKIDdv7uY3j3CCxz2mLDpzBJy-lpclOKSqi_yKRIiU29QTl50swEC_bvgmQqNgKIPDQvdfeUTie7IofzSOU1GE9jBLbu5b5a4Wr3nsdW9J98saH6Y25xQaMcb2g/s640/IMG_1574.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> APRIL:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Jordan surprised me and was able to come home for my birthday. We had a went skiing together, took engagements, and hung out with the families.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUVrWX_FpCS1OqF7DhPAM-1RSyPTAdc2ddepiJfeQwNZ_rKIsouG6F88tG8egmUoAqT2s8Sv1yDa1UcTSbdZJoKoPte7S_gZwlCCETfqW-JLoDtqpthxSujqaFG-CPJ5lccHQ-78qVnA/s1600/20110416_3323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUVrWX_FpCS1OqF7DhPAM-1RSyPTAdc2ddepiJfeQwNZ_rKIsouG6F88tG8egmUoAqT2s8Sv1yDa1UcTSbdZJoKoPte7S_gZwlCCETfqW-JLoDtqpthxSujqaFG-CPJ5lccHQ-78qVnA/s640/20110416_3323.jpg" width="425" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> MAY:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I bought my first new car. Thats a big deal ya know. I was able to fly out to California and visit Jordan over Memorial Day. We had a great time shopping and just hanging out.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIcEBckPZel9F9309o4m6YzDnDxZIiXn84576ip5X0lnwKzBP8Fb1ApeXUxycJZ8a45-pJMjkUxKi6s5fSG4uqWCaQYWm7r_JQUvfUJhbRk3keZbwyi-lLVNZH6CS33tsRfbMIRLsR-OI/s1600/IMG_1718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIcEBckPZel9F9309o4m6YzDnDxZIiXn84576ip5X0lnwKzBP8Fb1ApeXUxycJZ8a45-pJMjkUxKi6s5fSG4uqWCaQYWm7r_JQUvfUJhbRk3keZbwyi-lLVNZH6CS33tsRfbMIRLsR-OI/s640/IMG_1718.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> JUNE:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">This was pretty much my last month as an unwed lady. Tuesday night bowling was a must.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeF0IXF5xt0SdFyO5N_YO5FH1LPE-adaVYOWLsYPx3YBnDiXVtej5zaTu1lqjUh7f66nFlvSnExXnN11ujXMBw77l4izCOPB7jfbH_Py-EiUy5DAe8uObXWrp9NRMpNPAI8FTFDsI3OI/s1600/IMG_1728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeF0IXF5xt0SdFyO5N_YO5FH1LPE-adaVYOWLsYPx3YBnDiXVtej5zaTu1lqjUh7f66nFlvSnExXnN11ujXMBw77l4izCOPB7jfbH_Py-EiUy5DAe8uObXWrp9NRMpNPAI8FTFDsI3OI/s640/IMG_1728.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> JULY:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I must say I have the best friends in the world. If you ever need someone to plan a bachelorette party for you Brittany is the go to girl. She knows how to throw a great party. I had so much fun with the girls and felt so special to them that night. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0sgE4AqFPyFRvstM6zjwpojDbmO13SDu9VPf9J9AZw4jsRaudl24NrS3LT0yvPmUHvEs3glKjcnY_rAvAwTgFVu3aJxCdqfsuC6KhSqFut_RKeMmDi-XG3LGqoo6CvSic4fcwfVE0vQ/s1600/270081_2150990410076_1105831307_32543958_6363657_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0sgE4AqFPyFRvstM6zjwpojDbmO13SDu9VPf9J9AZw4jsRaudl24NrS3LT0yvPmUHvEs3glKjcnY_rAvAwTgFVu3aJxCdqfsuC6KhSqFut_RKeMmDi-XG3LGqoo6CvSic4fcwfVE0vQ/s640/270081_2150990410076_1105831307_32543958_6363657_n.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Jordan and I got married! YAY! Easily the best day of 2011. I don't even know how to describe my feelings of that day. I couldn't stop smiling... ok I'm really lame... I have a huge smile on my face just thinking about it. There was no better feeling than knowing I get that boy forever!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0fpVIB2YV9O96x6cXq1THKciUKJ6EllGT1XFHF5xhQzT3xZt9Urktk2FuR3c3JnvLmO8qRoRA5dMojQjAhd7c_ZBAtbS9IvqgXPC-nIqiTs9ufZeuB472YeCLsdbxqoghxf595LeEp4/s1600/20110714_9540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0fpVIB2YV9O96x6cXq1THKciUKJ6EllGT1XFHF5xhQzT3xZt9Urktk2FuR3c3JnvLmO8qRoRA5dMojQjAhd7c_ZBAtbS9IvqgXPC-nIqiTs9ufZeuB472YeCLsdbxqoghxf595LeEp4/s640/20110714_9540.jpg" width="426" /></span></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We honeymooned in Jackson Hole, WY. Took a hot air balloon ride, saw a play, checked out Yellowstone, and tried to get over that fact that after what felt like hundreds of days apart we actually didn't have to say good-bye anymore.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_Pl07a29XPmq6dVDnAWH-tAUQNqfsyqZM0Ji33OgysqDc8RsmZVvOCNunRHeGjFQTM0isZ1IzPhQavGxarfHY_nRnjCl_4OQl8ZADlLMCyEsLm_jbWoPJp1SvSuyz83xVvYNlg1zbrU/s1600/IMG_1810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_Pl07a29XPmq6dVDnAWH-tAUQNqfsyqZM0Ji33OgysqDc8RsmZVvOCNunRHeGjFQTM0isZ1IzPhQavGxarfHY_nRnjCl_4OQl8ZADlLMCyEsLm_jbWoPJp1SvSuyz83xVvYNlg1zbrU/s640/IMG_1810.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> AUGUST:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Haha what the heck is wrong with my lip. I still don't have any answers. Jordan was in the field for five days so as this was happening he had no clue. I woke up one day and my lip was just a tiny bit swollen. The next couple days it just kept getting bigger and bigger. Finally Friday came and I went to pick Jordan up from work. He took one look at me and drove me straight to the hospital. I spent 2 and a half days there. Honestly I had a great time. Jordan never left my side. He is pretty good at that.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGgTXe4XOczGOXEGkPGooO_Agikncu15iA5Pc5EmCWVIpEWNQ9Zu7cw47fUCc4nC4b9r8vBnl2jSWG6JE1xK0arH17aHoAvUeyB5gQ0SyCm0hAU8LxTOj0uHTNQObbGGeQkmqISxD0dU/s1600/IMAG0195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGgTXe4XOczGOXEGkPGooO_Agikncu15iA5Pc5EmCWVIpEWNQ9Zu7cw47fUCc4nC4b9r8vBnl2jSWG6JE1xK0arH17aHoAvUeyB5gQ0SyCm0hAU8LxTOj0uHTNQObbGGeQkmqISxD0dU/s640/IMAG0195.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> SEPTEMBER:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We took advantage of a 3 day weekend and make a trip to Knott's Berry Farm. Its like a thousand time better than Lagoon. Even better there weren't any lines.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWc5r_yZKF0QmoJZ7Bkv6pFccHkPZeDq0ahHEAu5Un8CdUeudcHq8ACCDsP6eoTRMKnLPwdCaRMY2aYHx_p340IECrblZz534Edx0MWnWHu3Pc53EX0UrhFHjzDvCX_2-Ejkx6k7gxsSY/s1600/IMAG0251-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWc5r_yZKF0QmoJZ7Bkv6pFccHkPZeDq0ahHEAu5Un8CdUeudcHq8ACCDsP6eoTRMKnLPwdCaRMY2aYHx_p340IECrblZz534Edx0MWnWHu3Pc53EX0UrhFHjzDvCX_2-Ejkx6k7gxsSY/s640/IMAG0251-1.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> OCTOBER:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We were able to get together with Nick and Cortney and Janessa and Tyson and make a trip to Disneyland. I hadn't been there since kindergarten. It was great to be with everyone.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6quUmqyrRTMYIGvv2YHEsv3gcm81fqgVP-eUKxU9afONC1_Rpe5haUq2mo1QXh_swsHqwAf6Sptzt5vfTtbDUTUyLg0qgb2HTSlNfCECyIvOqdMxd9FgVPB2AIWpE5vbdzZURF2aXuw/s1600/IMG953052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6quUmqyrRTMYIGvv2YHEsv3gcm81fqgVP-eUKxU9afONC1_Rpe5haUq2mo1QXh_swsHqwAf6Sptzt5vfTtbDUTUyLg0qgb2HTSlNfCECyIvOqdMxd9FgVPB2AIWpE5vbdzZURF2aXuw/s640/IMG953052.jpg" width="476" /></span></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">First Marine Corps Birthday Ball</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrx6frhl-PkxPSfAEZYDNgeSOjoyAWCnkYT7ZhhtJBM2fXUH7Alpa7zhfURA_QJhotLasSDEOvaPB6uSgeJHUE49r-KoF3PMOBg3RMPw0H3XkYB0ZBNARo9gbwi47nSJtqXzUZvzWkIAk/s1600/Resampled952011-10-289518-43-1595118-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrx6frhl-PkxPSfAEZYDNgeSOjoyAWCnkYT7ZhhtJBM2fXUH7Alpa7zhfURA_QJhotLasSDEOvaPB6uSgeJHUE49r-KoF3PMOBg3RMPw0H3XkYB0ZBNARo9gbwi47nSJtqXzUZvzWkIAk/s640/Resampled952011-10-289518-43-1595118-1.jpg" width="360" /></span></a></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> NOVEMBER:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Tim McGraw made a stop at Camp Pendleton. My first country concert. I loved every second of it. Free concerts are a bonus to your husband being US property. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_2P-wYfl0axOwVymLzBM5rPGECCokyGERfzE0CNGI_9AzOBJTE_6JI4nBaEY7Y00eLE6wlZBer6LFe_-NdOu13vAhJkDiTv6o2oV4A2G3z9BHoEnrUJX44-mdp08x3cBWqWqDi0ykEU/s1600/IMG_0485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_2P-wYfl0axOwVymLzBM5rPGECCokyGERfzE0CNGI_9AzOBJTE_6JI4nBaEY7Y00eLE6wlZBer6LFe_-NdOu13vAhJkDiTv6o2oV4A2G3z9BHoEnrUJX44-mdp08x3cBWqWqDi0ykEU/s640/IMG_0485.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Jordan and I were able to celebrate our first Christmas together. We had it a bit early because of his deployment. We enjoyed spoiling each other. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh03hbMm-YMXzXPZy4od1Nftu0Fgf169r6peNoU_5_Q2AZEZw-bv1842h86VRFkqvlQhLlv6LqpVRpoTullOWyXNvEd5ARsd8JWlRyQ82UWNRkqX4BvormBvtXcOKo04-pBnGVBAYHUzFo/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh03hbMm-YMXzXPZy4od1Nftu0Fgf169r6peNoU_5_Q2AZEZw-bv1842h86VRFkqvlQhLlv6LqpVRpoTullOWyXNvEd5ARsd8JWlRyQ82UWNRkqX4BvormBvtXcOKo04-pBnGVBAYHUzFo/s640/IMG_0518.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> DECEMBER:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We moved out of our first apartment and put our lives on hold for the next 6-7 months. Jordan left for his first deployment. I hate good-byes! The good new is 6-7 months is no big deal when you have forever. This is nothing we can't handle.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVVSb2Cu-lQC7IAujEqOph6LKlaUxVUQ9rltFlvkt-jfH8aLk9Lbgf7zmoKRN5nv5Hc5ZOS6RxNEakLpSdSetp_ZwFO8ZHBE_8eXBB_8UymNiFLjcxx3TnY38N1nR6qLzF6bwgSSRcQ8/s1600/IMG_1827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVVSb2Cu-lQC7IAujEqOph6LKlaUxVUQ9rltFlvkt-jfH8aLk9Lbgf7zmoKRN5nv5Hc5ZOS6RxNEakLpSdSetp_ZwFO8ZHBE_8eXBB_8UymNiFLjcxx3TnY38N1nR6qLzF6bwgSSRcQ8/s640/IMG_1827.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> We were all able to be together for Christmas minus Jordan.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhot13z10KLQSU7bxxJ1dhyphenhyphent0pqNpNOl7K-_XtwBYnPKlAxvZdLO9CclKCUfTph0f1JjDIE9gNUxzSXwXA-7-34ju4ScsdnErcMkAm7jFdMRkWMnf_QdChZOHBlQYI1TZUrlmySY75shcg/s1600/IMG_1598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhot13z10KLQSU7bxxJ1dhyphenhyphent0pqNpNOl7K-_XtwBYnPKlAxvZdLO9CclKCUfTph0f1JjDIE9gNUxzSXwXA-7-34ju4ScsdnErcMkAm7jFdMRkWMnf_QdChZOHBlQYI1TZUrlmySY75shcg/s640/IMG_1598.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">After reflecting on the whole year I really can't believe that all happened. I love my life and I am so excited for the new adventures that await me. </span></div>Kierstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14173793830752036007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936718517215524958.post-46056438938706584842011-12-04T20:19:00.000-08:002011-12-04T20:19:01.631-08:00Not good bye.. More like smell ya later<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Exactly one year from Jordan's boot camp graduation he deployed. Both of us have known that this deployment was coming for some time, but there really is no way that you can prepare to part from your husband. </span>I have been able to see Heavenly Fathers hand in helping us get things in order before Jordan left. I<span class="Apple-style-span"> have felt the love and comfort from my Heavenly Father as I am going through this change time in my life. Saying goodbye was hard, but I know that Jordan and I are together forever. Seven months is no big deal in the whole scheme of things. I am so grateful for the wonderful family and friends that I am surrounded by. I really have been so blessed. I am looking forward be being reunited with him. I cant even imagine how wonderful it will be. I love that kid more than I could ever love anyone or anything else. I cant wait to hear his contagious laugh and be silly and goofy together. I love you Jordan. Japan, Thailand, Cambodia, and Korea better be good to you.</span></div><div><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYNCMO4FxP2ogJfsrko0IK7shWxLxV0Hi620tXiGaGb6BOr602C_y2x_2UDdCJcLb-3Xmv-4V9TnudmwCKTUlshQg5k1NtGBY14c18GglTI3hH0DIKVHq6oU2gzvlOdBUE1NyqklosaCY/s1600/IMG953427-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYNCMO4FxP2ogJfsrko0IK7shWxLxV0Hi620tXiGaGb6BOr602C_y2x_2UDdCJcLb-3Xmv-4V9TnudmwCKTUlshQg5k1NtGBY14c18GglTI3hH0DIKVHq6oU2gzvlOdBUE1NyqklosaCY/s640/IMG953427-1.jpg" width="475" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We visited Janessa and Tyson over Labor Day weekend and were able to meet their neighbors 8 month 130 pound mastiff. After 20 minutes with that dog I knew that there is no way that I would be able to keep up with the slobber and shedding of this friendly giant.</span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I don't know what it is about Bulldogs but I just think that they are the cutest things ever. Yeah they drool and shed like the Mastiff but their size is a bit more manageable. This little guy had the greatest coloring i have seen. He just looked like he wanted to come to my home and be loved.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr2D_Ncpf2WV9As3BGn3HnPcD7bLHzv4_zR-115AifWXr9_XoEZPFlQHHutapJ-0PTJyopcICro-AS5GyS5RvqBsV6yw1W38ho9tDxovVQEBax38dv4isGlAL5kpB5xPdlgCCxIfxRwSY/s1600/IMG950881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr2D_Ncpf2WV9As3BGn3HnPcD7bLHzv4_zR-115AifWXr9_XoEZPFlQHHutapJ-0PTJyopcICro-AS5GyS5RvqBsV6yw1W38ho9tDxovVQEBax38dv4isGlAL5kpB5xPdlgCCxIfxRwSY/s640/IMG950881.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">This is Gigi my sisters dog. She is the reason why I think we have decided on a goldendoodle. She is the smartest best tempered dog ever. Jordan cant get enough of her soft fur and she is the type of dog that I could take care of on my own when Jordan is gone. Jordan and I would be so happy to have a dog like Gigi.</span></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">A few other other things have put a smile on my face. I know that I sound crazy when i say this but the sunny weather was starting to wear me out. I have been so jealous of hearing about fall in Utah. Today is over cast and the sun is not out. A change of weather is very refreshing. Also i have discovered a new song that I have on repeat <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5VgLOs0LwQ">click here to listen</a> The music just makes me so happy. Today is a very good day and I feel so blessed to find joy in the simplest things.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><br />
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