<?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-256674548976273068</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:30:56.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>~*Briana Kay*~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-6657343138528790418</id><published>2009-02-28T17:43:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:07:03.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Portland</title><content type='html'>Some days I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Most days I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I love: freedom, trees, Mt. Hood, being near the ocean, being at a school bigger than my high school, DOWNTOWN, meeting new people, my new friends, doing what I want, weight training and kickboxing w/Cinnamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate: not being with the ones I love most, missing my church, not seeing Joshua Caleb &amp;amp; Noah (and their parents too!), not having a dog, walking across campus in a downpour, Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I love in Portland:&lt;br /&gt;Stumptown Coffee&lt;br /&gt;24 Hour Fitness&lt;br /&gt;the track on top of PSU's gym&lt;br /&gt;St Michael the ArchAngel church&lt;br /&gt;Voodoo Donuts&lt;br /&gt;Food for Thought Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer Square, esp. Pioneer Place Mall&lt;br /&gt;POWELLS bookstore&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo Exchange&lt;br /&gt;Duniway Park/the YMCA track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it here. I get homesick, I get frustrated (especially during the last few weeks of a hard term!), but I love the people. I love the atmosphere. This is the right school for me. And this is where I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SaneAzKg8aI/AAAAAAAAALM/Zom3Ez_uYxA/s1600-h/portland2+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SaneAzKg8aI/AAAAAAAAALM/Zom3Ez_uYxA/s320/portland2+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308017741148516770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w/my favoritest Portland person Hanna :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanenlmbIQI/AAAAAAAAALk/ngXPGi_FZ78/s1600-h/duniway4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanenlmbIQI/AAAAAAAAALk/ngXPGi_FZ78/s320/duniway4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308018407522377986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Downtown Portland :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SancleztNXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/r_yUvOpD_30/s1600-h/duniway10.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SancleztNXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/r_yUvOpD_30/s320/duniway10.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308016172316046706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duniway Park area run&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanclD9B6gI/AAAAAAAAAKs/erMONPRwn0s/s1600-h/Christmas08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanclD9B6gI/AAAAAAAAAKs/erMONPRwn0s/s320/Christmas08+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308016165107395074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w/Patricia and Jeff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanenqWsn_I/AAAAAAAAALc/G7DaVMdx7Vo/s1600-h/mattdate2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanenqWsn_I/AAAAAAAAALc/G7DaVMdx7Vo/s320/mattdate2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308018408798593010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Downtown Portland at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanenuYmLPI/AAAAAAAAALU/ywBmbrn8ECU/s1600-h/ocean7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SanenuYmLPI/AAAAAAAAALU/ywBmbrn8ECU/s320/ocean7.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308018409880300786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay ocean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-6657343138528790418?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/6657343138528790418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=6657343138528790418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6657343138528790418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6657343138528790418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-in-portland.html' title='Life in Portland'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SaneAzKg8aI/AAAAAAAAALM/Zom3Ez_uYxA/s72-c/portland2+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-2168300380496822410</id><published>2008-12-26T09:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:02:11.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>major news...</title><content type='html'>Leanna is engaged!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Babies come home soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie is dead :(&lt;br /&gt;I loved that dog, I was thinking about it and she was one of my best friends this summer! And we also spent Thanksgiving together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boise has gotten a CRAPLOAD of snow in the past week-ish...&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER...not as much as Seattle and, of all places, Portland?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends' parents are seperated. Which just strengthens my hate of divorce even more...They have been married for over 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Farley, 40 year old Borah Psychology/Health teacher was arrested. She is being charged with 8 counts (so far...) of sexual battery. I'm glad she and the 17 year old basketball player-boyfriend could further ruin Borah's reputation, it's really what we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move to Portland in 9 days! OMG...&lt;br /&gt;OH, and I've decided to NOT drive my car there yet...&lt;br /&gt;Did I MENTION I HaTE driving in snow and or slushy in a Front Wheel Drive Car?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...g2g get ready...so I can go to Vista to make sure Kristen's still alive after driving to Logan and back for the holidays :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-2168300380496822410?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/2168300380496822410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=2168300380496822410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/2168300380496822410'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULx1v_arI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WEj3yISC0fg/s1600-h/xmasedit.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULx1v_arI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WEj3yISC0fg/s320/xmasedit.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142688659008178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULxzlYwjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tb98x-FZq1U/s1600-h/xmas17.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULxzlYwjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tb98x-FZq1U/s320/xmas17.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142688077660722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULx7DdwzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cpr8gXVzDyw/s1600-h/xmas13.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULx7DdwzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cpr8gXVzDyw/s320/xmas13.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142690082865970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULxajuSPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1gMp6B9hbaI/s1600-h/xmas12.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULxajuSPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1gMp6B9hbaI/s320/xmas12.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142681359796466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULvxi1RjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Hq5Gw6RVoLY/s1600-h/xmas9.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULvxi1RjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Hq5Gw6RVoLY/s320/xmas9.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142653170337330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbnJHzfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EE3aBc3n0iM/s1600-h/xmas8.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbnJHzfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EE3aBc3n0iM/s320/xmas8.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142306780761586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbRo9I9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/EBJTmY7v3Zc/s1600-h/xmas7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbRo9I9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/EBJTmY7v3Zc/s320/xmas7.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142301008700370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbfQ2FYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ohjW5RTrWuI/s1600-h/xmas6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbfQ2FYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ohjW5RTrWuI/s320/xmas6.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142304665671042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbCSTOOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3N28-9NrZ9E/s1600-h/xmas5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULbCSTOOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3N28-9NrZ9E/s320/xmas5.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142296887146722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULanPPlFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/q5r3mPj5GjM/s1600-h/xmas4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULanPPlFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/q5r3mPj5GjM/s320/xmas4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142289626567762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULC4TVQwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TuIbkCzdKJI/s1600-h/xmas3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULC4TVQwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TuIbkCzdKJI/s320/xmas3.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141881890259714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULChF5frI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kBHcJNubB2s/s1600-h/xmas2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULChF5frI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kBHcJNubB2s/s320/xmas2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141875659898546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULCqc8Y2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/KgNBJmT6BpM/s1600-h/xmas1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULCqc8Y2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/KgNBJmT6BpM/s320/xmas1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141878172476258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULCEDRp9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/7r3NvGN9R80/s1600-h/Christmas08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULCEDRp9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/7r3NvGN9R80/s320/Christmas08+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141867864270802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULB9a3rvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1Lo5yF0u1KM/s1600-h/Christmas08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULB9a3rvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1Lo5yF0u1KM/s320/Christmas08+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141866084183794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-679087576003920293?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/679087576003920293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=679087576003920293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/679087576003920293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/679087576003920293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!!!!'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVULx1v_arI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WEj3yISC0fg/s72-c/xmasedit.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1141896161808274380</id><published>2008-12-26T09:40:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:47:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons of Pictures :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKUCtfBkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DA-54BdsNi8/s1600-h/47770002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKUCtfBkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DA-54BdsNi8/s320/47770002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141077230454338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKTwDwafI/AAAAAAAAAH0/M7XM-lcUad4/s1600-h/47770008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKTwDwafI/AAAAAAAAAH0/M7XM-lcUad4/s320/47770008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141072223594994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKTPtdn6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/f_hutK0RkLM/s1600-h/47770007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKTPtdn6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/f_hutK0RkLM/s320/47770007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141063540154274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKTLX8X8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/RnEGdJG3Mjc/s1600-h/47770006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKTLX8X8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/RnEGdJG3Mjc/s320/47770006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141062376153026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKRNBv6xI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_bIiPmkijDk/s1600-h/47770005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKRNBv6xI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_bIiPmkijDk/s320/47770005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284141028460194578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJyBv-BKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8eBMzrtIVsM/s1600-h/47770003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJyBv-BKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8eBMzrtIVsM/s320/47770003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140492856886434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJxApawHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9GZokhst_xI/s1600-h/47770001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJxApawHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9GZokhst_xI/s320/47770001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140475381104754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJxGLNNpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BIDP6mb8Zxw/s1600-h/maddie1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJxGLNNpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BIDP6mb8Zxw/s320/maddie1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140476865001106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJxNFV5GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3aVqFCne_5M/s1600-h/trip2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJxNFV5GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3aVqFCne_5M/s320/trip2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140478719452258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJwlTM5eI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bdLWOJWpHis/s1600-h/mail.google.com.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJwlTM5eI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bdLWOJWpHis/s320/mail.google.com.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140468040164834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJaE1vcfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KppmtrMZE-o/s1600-h/NY8.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJaE1vcfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KppmtrMZE-o/s320/NY8.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140081369543154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJaAXcJpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ffg0v-FTgWA/s1600-h/NY6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJaAXcJpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ffg0v-FTgWA/s320/NY6.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140080168707730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJZ5j6_7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/VdY8yWy1b7Y/s1600-h/NY5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJZ5j6_7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/VdY8yWy1b7Y/s320/NY5.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140078342012850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJZxZyNrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/83WVcjdbfzQ/s1600-h/NY4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJZxZyNrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/83WVcjdbfzQ/s320/NY4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140076152010418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJZWKEcCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ajH9amtLyps/s1600-h/NY2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUJZWKEcCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ajH9amtLyps/s320/NY2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284140068838338594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been just not willing to put stuff on here...since I have Facebook AND Myspace to keep up on...&lt;br /&gt;And Christmas was pretty darn busy...&lt;br /&gt;SO here are my favorite pictures from the past two months or so :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1141896161808274380?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1141896161808274380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1141896161808274380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1141896161808274380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1141896161808274380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/12/tons-of-pictures.html' title='Tons of Pictures :)'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SVUKUCtfBkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DA-54BdsNi8/s72-c/47770002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1435527950998759593</id><published>2008-12-08T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:24:54.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear ------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I continue to care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my responsibility or obligation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...it's NOT MY JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only play the whole "What Would Jesus/Grandma Do?" game for so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I continue to sugar coat things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good does that do anyway, avoiding telling the freaking truth...When you need to hear it from SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH it just makes it so the fam's all PEACHY&lt;br /&gt;except not really...we're just pretending, if you haven't noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that the best way to deal with someone who manipulates you, acts like an ungrateful 10 year old, and tells everything you say (and more) to EVERYONE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is to STEP  AWAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as hard as it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes lessons need to be learned...that's all I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me stepping away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually driving away is more like it...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;27 DAYS WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Dudette~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING CAN BRING ME DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING...so don't even try, K?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever been LOW?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a friend that let you down so...&lt;br /&gt;when the truth came out, were you the last to know?&lt;br /&gt;Were you left out in the cold...&lt;br /&gt;CUZ WHAT YOU DID WAS LOW.&lt;br /&gt;What you did was LOW.&lt;br /&gt;I walk out of this darkness with no sense of regreat&lt;br /&gt;And I go with a clear conscience, we both know you can't say that&lt;br /&gt;Here's to show&lt;br /&gt;For all the time I loved you MORE..."~K.C. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1435527950998759593?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1435527950998759593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1435527950998759593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1435527950998759593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1435527950998759593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-why.html' title=''/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-7197089547559911444</id><published>2008-11-27T07:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:11:56.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>What I'm Thankful for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS and my relationship with him&lt;br /&gt;my FAITH and the amazing gift it is in my life&lt;br /&gt;Living in the U.S.A. with freedom and SO many opportunities&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;knowing through everything I'll be ok if I'm with God :)&lt;br /&gt;having direction in my life&lt;br /&gt;JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TODAY, I am most thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;being able to RACE and spend time with an amazing Family :)&lt;br /&gt;Kathe, Pat, and Andrija McCurry :)&lt;br /&gt;my Turner family!&lt;br /&gt;my grandparents&lt;br /&gt;Lorissa &amp; Johnny&lt;br /&gt;being able to LEAVE this city and state tomorrow for a BREAK from all the drama and craziness!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, Thank GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-7197089547559911444?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/7197089547559911444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=7197089547559911444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/7197089547559911444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/7197089547559911444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-7390390319163272562</id><published>2008-11-24T13:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:49:42.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Part UNO (of many I hope Ha!)</title><content type='html'>OK here it goes. Just raw stuff. Kinda weird/scary but whatev...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CBStreet%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="date"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="time"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="State"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="17" year="2000"&gt;Thursday, August  17, 2000&lt;/st1:date&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Today I woke up and got ready for Junior High Registration. We dropped Alex off @ Kamee’s so he wouldn’t embarrass me. At registration we bough my PE uniform, payed class fees, put money on my lunch card, had pictures taken for yearbook and my activity card, got my agenda book, and got my locker combo and schedule. We also found my locker and I finally opened it and we walked to all of my classes so I’d get somewhat of an idea of where they were. “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--Obviously starting junior high is a pretty big deal so I'm glad this was in there. Apparently I was at that embarassed by my brother stage (that was probably til around freshman year-ish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="24" year="2000"&gt;Thursday, August  24, 2000&lt;/st1:date&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Today I woke up and watched my shows. Then we went to the dentist. Rory told us Kristy was going to South. Poor her! After that we went to the rosary in the park. Lorissa went with us to Blimpie’s for lunch. When we got home I gave &lt;st1:place&gt;Coco&lt;/st1:place&gt; a bike ride and then watched a movie. After dinner I got ready for orientation. On the way we dropped Alex off at Grandma’s so he wouldn’t “embarrass” me. Orientation was very unnecessary. The principal gave a 7-minute speech and then we were supposed to walk our schedule—even thoughwe did that at registration. We did it anyway, but still were only at the school for a half an hour. We stayed at Grandma’s for a while, and then came home and watched this movie called Quints, it’s so cute! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; --I think it's so funny I talked about TV in my journal.  Again with the Alex thing haha...poor kid :) Also, this introuces Lorissa, my nonbiological older sister who has played an UBER important role in my life and faith. It also shows I was active and impatient at this stage, and not that excited for junior high. And most importantly, it introduces the most important human ever in my life--my grandma Betty Jane :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="25" year="2000"&gt;Friday, August 25,  2000&lt;/st1:date&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Today mom took me to Costco! Why? So I could get contacts!!! It took about 45 minutes to take them out, clean them, and get them in. The lady who was helping me was very patient, though. When we got home I took my contacts out and swam with Alex and Leanna. Later I thought my contact was in my eye, but it had fallen out. I kept trying to find it in my eye, and then mom found it on the floor, all dry…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; --All I can think about reading this is "Oh, here's where the vanity started." I was such a tomboy until jr high when I got into dances and clothes and shopping and makeup. Funny how I'm back to the tomboy stage and wearing little or no makeup these days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2000" day="26" month="8"&gt;Saturday, August 26  2000&lt;/st1:date&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Today I woke up and got ready and did my chores. Then I made Grandma Betty-Jane oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for her cookie coupon I gave her on her birthday. After that we all met Dave and Shannon and their friends (for Dave’s birthday) for a movie, and then went to Dave and &lt;st1:place&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s house for pizza, cake, and ice cream for the birthday part.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got home, I took my contacts out and watched Miss Teen USA. Miss &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; won. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; --Again, Grandma is present. This also shows that at 12 I was perfectly comfortable eating junk food and then watching a beauty pageant. Too bad I chose to warp my self-esteem and view of realistic women by watching so many of those over the years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="27" year="2000"&gt;Sunday, August 27,  2000&lt;/st1:date&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Today I woke up, was lazy for awhile (it IS the last day of summer!), then got ready for church. After church we went to grandma’s house because mom had a Life Teen meeting and dad was working on the car. We did stuff with grandma (the house was even quiet) until Tony and Kamee got home from camping. Then we helped and played with the boys. When dad picked us up, he took us with him to the grocery store. When we got home, I swam to cool off. Then I just hung around, and we had dinner. After dinner I talked with mom and dad about school. I’m sorta bummed aboutgoing back, but excited. I got ready for bed at &lt;st1:time hour="8" minute="30"&gt;8:30&lt;/st1:time&gt;! And as my dad says, “The party’s over now.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; --I think this part is important because it shows the importance Life Teen and church played in both my mom's and my life from a very young age. And it reaffirms the fact that family meant SO much to me at this point--whether grandma, my baby cousins, or my parents--I loved them more than anyone. And finally, it displays my FEAR of junior high, and basically the start of my teenage years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="8" day="28" year="2000"&gt;Monday, August 28,  2000&lt;/st1:date&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My first day of school and Junior High: “&lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="15"&gt;6:15&lt;/st1:time&gt; came WAY too early this morning. I’ve never&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gotten up to get ready for school when it’s pitch black outside! I’m very nervous and excited. I got ready (got dressed, had mom curl my hair, ate breakfast, put my contacts in, and got my stuff together) and said goodbye to Mom (who was nervous and excited as much as me) and dad (who knew I would survive). On the bus I sat with Cally McGuire who I used to play with in kindergartedn and first grade. When we got to West, I waited by the back doors with the other hundreds of kids. First, I went to my assigned admission room to get my “official schedule.” Then I went to my [half &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;] locker and opened it, first time, piece of cake. Then I headed to Life Science. Mrs. Anderson teaches it and she’s really funny. By the time first period started, my butterflies were gone. 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; period is Accelerated English; about ¾ of the kids are from Amity. The teacher is Mr. Lynn (he’s about 28 or 30). We went over Rules and Regulations and that’s about all. AUsually after 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; period, we have a 13 minute break&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;where we can go to our locker or the&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;cafeteria, but since today’s a half day we didn’t. 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; period is Reading. The teacher is Mrs. Corn and she’s a little old and a little weird. We filled out a paper telling about ourselves in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reading&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; period is Accelerated Math (my favorite subject). My teacher is Mrs. Kormylo, she’s cool. All we really did was talk about rules and some of the stuff we’d be doing in math. Usually after fourth peiod we have lunch, but since today we have a ½ day, there’s no lunch. Sixth period is Computer Applications, Mr. King teaches it and he’s fun and funny. We talked about computers and what we’d be doing this semester. Seventh period is Home Ec. My teacher, Mrs. Watterlin, is sort of &lt;i style=""&gt;loud &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i style=""&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;. We talked about what we’d be doing this year and filled out a paper about ourselves. Eighth period is World Geo., and Mr. Richardson teaches it. He’s nice, organized, young, and funny. We filled out notecards about ourself and I found out he’s a Vandal fan (too bad). And that’s the end of the day. I got home at &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="0"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt; (cool!) and rode the bus home. I like junior high and I’m going to have a great year! When I got home, I told my mom about my day. She told me Heather, my pen-pal, is coming down to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Boise&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for the Fall Conference with her mom and their foreign exchange student. They’re staying with us! I get to meet Heather!!!!! I’m so excited. I’m not going to be able to wait until September 17! I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;had lunch and emailed Heather. Then I watched Rosie. We had dinner, and then I had to go to bed at 8.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; --This just makes me laugh. I can't believe how many details I mentioned. And they all have to do with people...hmm....:) I was so optimistic about jr high, funny I don't ever remember feeling that way about it :) As you can see my mom and I had a great relationship and I always told her everything. My life was pretty boring but  I thought it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-7390390319163272562?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/7390390319163272562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=7390390319163272562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/7390390319163272562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/7390390319163272562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-part-uno-of-many-i-hope-ha.html' title='Book Part UNO (of many I hope Ha!)'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1928920868328100514</id><published>2008-11-24T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:38:43.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brilliant Idea to write a book :)</title><content type='html'>While running I get these crazy ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Awhile ago this idea to write a book came to me. It's very specific--it would be a book about mental and spiritual health slash being a woman today and how it sucks but it's actually possible to be sane in our messed up society. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to just take journal excerpts from all my journals since 6th-ish grade...gosh they are so funny to look at now...and then when I've taken a few social Work classes to add to my Psych background I can actually analyze the crap. Haha.Sounds like fun, no? Well Genna thinks it's a good idea, she's probably going to be my editor. Because all she does right now is "work at Denny's and sit on my couch watching reality TV with Jaxson" and it makes her feel really fulfilled...NOT! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...I gotta start on this project soon b/c there's no way I'll have time once school hits in January...And since I'm driven and bored and have had my latte for the day that means NOW I'm starting NOW. SO...the next post will be the first few excerpts from my first ever journal--6th grade--and let me tell you it is quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think! Feedback would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;br /&gt;Prov 3:5-6 ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1928920868328100514?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1928920868328100514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1928920868328100514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1928920868328100514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1928920868328100514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-brilliant-idea-to-write-book.html' title='My Brilliant Idea to write a book :)'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-544012177642270564</id><published>2008-11-23T09:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T09:53:35.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Moxie and Leanna is in the Hospital :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSmJP6iOAeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_HhX8C54k20/s1600-h/moxiecasey1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSmJP6iOAeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_HhX8C54k20/s320/moxiecasey1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271895745317700066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my fave coworker and I (her name is Casey) @ Moxie on my last night (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;I love her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leanna is in the Hospital. St. Lukes. Until she has the babies. It's fun...she really enjoys it...&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;At least she has me to let her use my computer/bring her Mongolian BBQ &amp;amp; Moxie and books and DVDs and entertain her with my exciting personality and love life. :D&lt;br /&gt;She refuses to allow me to post a picture of her and I have to say I don't blame her LOL :)&lt;br /&gt;BUT...any day now...or, any week now....We really have no idea, her original due date for one baby was the first of January, the due date for the twins is December 25, but she is 31 weeks now and apparently the babies are "advanced" as in they are more developed than the average baby at their age. Haha. Good genes run in our family :)&lt;br /&gt;Better pray their average like Lorissa and Johnny do for their kids, since mental illness comes along with high levels of intelligence...&lt;br /&gt;haha...i would know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;G2G change, put together a Thanksgiving basket for the needy w/Chad, go 2 church, and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just wanted to let you--i.e. Marci and Krista, my favorite out-of-town peeps--know what was going on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. sorry about the random texts Marc... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-544012177642270564?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/544012177642270564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=544012177642270564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/544012177642270564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/544012177642270564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-day-of-moxie-and-leanna-is-in.html' title='Last Day of Moxie and Leanna is in the Hospital :)'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSmJP6iOAeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_HhX8C54k20/s72-c/moxiecasey1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1835824503640027361</id><published>2008-11-20T07:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:54:06.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom, Grandma, and Grandpa~~</title><content type='html'>For  Mom, Grandma, &amp;amp; Grandpa (Those who most formed me and who I am)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have NO IDEA how grateful for you, the amazing people you were (and still ARE to me and those whose memories and hearts you continue to live in), and the incredible FAITH you raised my mom with, so that she could raise me with. I was raised from the womb with FAITH, and THAT is the biggest gift anyone could ever give me or ever will. Even though, I have to admit, sometimes I'm mad that you aren't physically here- for the special times-graduation, babies being born, and holidays--I know you are always with me. And GOD is always with me, which is because of YOU and your gift of faith in my mom's and my life. Though I cannot see your faces or hug you each week, I will always have GOD to pray to and listen to, and HE has never let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking me to church and talking to me about God. Because I KNOW, that despite what anyone says or implies, that I WILL be fine and taken care of and have a good life, because of that faith I was so blessed to have been given and shown by you and Grandma and Grandpa. That faith you taught me to appreciate and Love. That faith that I love more than anyone or anything. Because of YOU. A young mother who did an INCREDIBLE job raising her children to be followers of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am FOREVER GRATEFUL to you--Mom, Grandma, and Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;I would not be ME if I hadn't been born into this family.&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD I was :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSV5tobJsHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/R6A8UeOg6PI/s1600-h/stjohns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSV5tobJsHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/R6A8UeOg6PI/s320/stjohns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270752763759407218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSV5tjanT3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/u0YeS_6fj-g/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSV5tjanT3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/u0YeS_6fj-g/s320/cross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270752762414976882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1835824503640027361?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1835824503640027361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1835824503640027361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1835824503640027361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1835824503640027361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-mom-grandma-and-grandpa.html' title='Dear Mom, Grandma, and Grandpa~~'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SSV5tobJsHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/R6A8UeOg6PI/s72-c/stjohns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-6408699553452618002</id><published>2008-11-17T23:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:43:51.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing book</title><content type='html'>It's called Life Without Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are a woman or have a daughter, you should read it...&lt;br /&gt;well that's my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to discuss on the internet what the book is about. But google it if you're interested....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-6408699553452618002?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/6408699553452618002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=6408699553452618002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6408699553452618002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6408699553452618002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazing-book.html' title='amazing book'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-3989192899105052440</id><published>2008-11-11T08:03:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:26:24.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been slackin' on the writin' and the pictchas....sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But here are some from Mac's Birthday, Halloween, and Election Day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhKO6M-PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lGwDO68ciqg/s1600-h/macbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhKO6M-PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lGwDO68ciqg/s320/macbday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418436359485682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;w/Katie Beall @ Mac's birthday lunch.  she loves me, she's 4 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhEcsTn8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/SkJvXtyUZZs/s1600-h/halloween%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhEcsTn8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/SkJvXtyUZZs/s320/halloween%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418336980082626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;with Hattie and my FAVORITE boys!!--Noah, Joshua, and Caleb A.K.A. Donald Duck, Lightning McQueen, and Buzz Lightyear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhEHDGy1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dKSVw-RSXoQ/s1600-h/halloween13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhEHDGy1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/dKSVw-RSXoQ/s320/halloween13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418331170130770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tarzan &amp;amp; Jane on Halloween!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhDx6XMwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WSActo2gABc/s1600-h/halloween12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhDx6XMwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WSActo2gABc/s320/halloween12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418325496312578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhDoPkjjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nmcx6lP0a0c/s1600-h/halloween11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhDoPkjjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nmcx6lP0a0c/s320/halloween11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418322900913714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;w/Hattie &amp;amp; Ally @ our Halloween party :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhDFQuzGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tMSeKTkoyr0/s1600-h/halloween10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhDFQuzGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tMSeKTkoyr0/s320/halloween10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418313510538338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jane/pirate/Sarah Palin haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg3S2VkkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4lvpwXCsPis/s1600-h/halloween9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg3S2VkkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4lvpwXCsPis/s320/halloween9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418110999499330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;trying to do the official "pow-pow"... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg3Ub-KjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/O2NZ8-DNJFM/s1600-h/halloween8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg3Ub-KjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/O2NZ8-DNJFM/s320/halloween8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418111425784370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;best friend in the entire world ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg3LY7JUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qM-alKHs8j0/s1600-h/halloween7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg3LY7JUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qM-alKHs8j0/s320/halloween7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418108997084482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;favorite cousin's g/f!! she's awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg2woZMNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JgDZkV2K6X0/s1600-h/halloween6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg2woZMNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JgDZkV2K6X0/s320/halloween6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418101814210770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yeah i never did master the "POW POW"...oh well...my Miss Alaska sash was cool ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg2p6lPMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wpHdPnRzM-0/s1600-h/halloween5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmg2p6lPMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wpHdPnRzM-0/s320/halloween5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267418100011449538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we have lots of fun together!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;they're my favorite girls ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgo-_xCzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aEsxIXrpdOA/s1600-h/halloween4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgo-_xCzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aEsxIXrpdOA/s320/halloween4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267417865152170802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;don't u love my librarian/tina fey/sarah palin glasses? ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;this was like the one and only day Hat was NOT wearing her glasses and i WAS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgom9zY_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/CahVejVFD_w/s1600-h/halloween3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgom9zY_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/CahVejVFD_w/s320/halloween3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267417858701485042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pre-party in the car :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgogU-_kI/AAAAAAAAAEE/peYervtyGKg/s1600-h/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgogU-_kI/AAAAAAAAAEE/peYervtyGKg/s320/halloween2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267417856919666242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we have deep love for her...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgoaRsyMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UKs9rGOadm0/s1600-h/halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgoaRsyMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UKs9rGOadm0/s320/halloween1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267417855295277250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;woot woot webcam !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@ Hat's apartment gettin ready :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgoNfN8GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LXZRJTCNNOc/s1600-h/barack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmgoNfN8GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LXZRJTCNNOc/s320/barack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267417851862315106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ELECTION DAY @ The Official Democratic Party!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;w/our new President-elect (isn't he handsome? :])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S. just 30 minutes before being interviewed on the Channel 7 for being a "young voter"...haha...I was FREAKING OUT, way nervous ...now I'm just glad the youth minister was watching channel 6 that night ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-3989192899105052440?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/3989192899105052440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=3989192899105052440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3989192899105052440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3989192899105052440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures-ive-been-slackin-on-writin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SRmhKO6M-PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lGwDO68ciqg/s72-c/macbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-6654302335511887828</id><published>2008-11-01T23:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:05:45.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet peeve</title><content type='html'>My pet peeve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish, Self-Absorbed, Lazy, Immature Adults over 25.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Get over yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Do something productive with your life...like get a freaking babysitter.....&lt;br /&gt;Stop expecting others to serve YOU and start serving God and others.&lt;br /&gt;If  I am EVER like this....shoot me. I'm not joking.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be dead than completely self-absorbed and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Gah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-6654302335511887828?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/6654302335511887828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=6654302335511887828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6654302335511887828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6654302335511887828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/11/pet-peeve.html' title='Pet peeve'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1015257214480750824</id><published>2008-10-30T14:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:03:41.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can count a million times&lt;br /&gt;People asking me how I&lt;br /&gt;Can praise You with all that I've gone through&lt;br /&gt;The question just amazes me&lt;br /&gt;Can circumstances possibly&lt;br /&gt;Change who I forever am in You&lt;br /&gt;Maybe since my life was changed&lt;br /&gt;Long before these rainy days&lt;br /&gt;It's never really ever crossed my mind&lt;br /&gt;To turn my back on you, oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;My only shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;But instead I draw closer through these times&lt;br /&gt;So I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me joy, bring me peace&lt;br /&gt;Bring the chance to be free&lt;br /&gt;Bring me anything that brings You glory&lt;br /&gt;And I know there'll be days&lt;br /&gt;When this life brings me pain&lt;br /&gt;But if that's what it takes to praise You&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, bring the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours regardless of&lt;br /&gt;The dark clouds that may loom above&lt;br /&gt;Because You are much greater than my pain&lt;br /&gt;You who made a way for me&lt;br /&gt;By suffering Your destiny&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what's a little rain&lt;br /&gt;So I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy, holy, holy&lt;br /&gt;Is the Lord God Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1015257214480750824?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1015257214480750824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1015257214480750824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1015257214480750824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1015257214480750824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/bring-rain.html' title='Bring the Rain'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-3686880614180530780</id><published>2008-10-25T10:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:22:40.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chad :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So...God's timing is ironic...b/c exactly FIVE days after the worst date EVER with the weirdest guy EVER...I met a CUTE, smart, sweet, Catholic, funny guy named Chad ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We met @ Moxie...he is a customer haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haven't gone out on a date yet. (probably b/c i'm too busy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he called me Wednesday! And visited me @ work Thursday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's SO hot! And the Catholic thing makes him even HOTTer [haha don't make fun of me] ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-3686880614180530780?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/3686880614180530780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=3686880614180530780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3686880614180530780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3686880614180530780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/chad.html' title='Chad :)'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-3231066755023499150</id><published>2008-10-25T10:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:19:37.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted...i heart K.C. ;)</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this Kelly Clarkson song!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ADDICTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's like you're a drug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like you're a demon I can't face down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm stuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm running from you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; And I know I let you have all the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like the only company I seek is misery all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like you're a leech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Sucking the life from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Without you inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; And I know I let you have all the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't see anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Nothing but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'm addicted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Without you interrupting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; In my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; In my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; You've taken over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm giving up slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; And I know these voices in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Are mine alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; And I know I'll never change my ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; If I don't give you up now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't see anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Nothing but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'm addicted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Without you interrupting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; In my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; In my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; You've taken over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'm hooked on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I need a fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I can't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Just one more hit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I promise I can deal with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'll handle it, quit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Just one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Then that's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'm hooked on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I need a fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I can't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Just one more hit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I promise I can deal with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'll handle it, quit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Just one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Then that's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't see anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Nothing but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I'm addicted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I can't think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Without you interrupting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; In my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; In my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; You've taken over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-3231066755023499150?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/3231066755023499150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=3231066755023499150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3231066755023499150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3231066755023499150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/addictedi-heart-kc.html' title='Addicted...i heart K.C. ;)'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1185833067718406215</id><published>2008-10-25T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:15:29.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There's this song called "Who I am"--it's kind of an old country song (as in like 5 years or something haha), by this girl Jessica Andrews. It was like her one-hit wonder, but I loved it! The line I always remember is:"I am Rosemary's granddaughter, spitting image of my father, and when the day is done my momma's still my biggest fan..." Anyway, this desire to just write a little "Who I am" thing just for kicks popped into my head... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I think frozen yogurt is WAY better than ice cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm sensitive, but I never cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Running gives me a high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have high standards in friends and men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love my Catholic faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I can get pretty mad, but also forgive very easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love white chocolate double americanos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I think the ocean is magical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My heroes are my Grandma, Lorissa Ann, Nicole Nielsen, &amp;amp; Andrija.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My cousin Leanna is better than a best friend...she's the sister I always prayed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My 3 best friends are Megan, Hattie, and Jessica--and they are amazing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; There's this person in the back of my head and heart who I'm in love with, and until I find someone better he's the one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I never sing in the shower, but love to sing in the car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; The rosary relaxes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love being around junior high kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have to sleep with one of my dogs ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I think Urban Outfitters is SO COOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My favorite city is Portland, because it is the City of Roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm addicted to Grey's Anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Selfish adults frustrate me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have been a BSU fan since birth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have driven from Minnesota to Washington!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; The fact that I took time off of school does NOT diminish my dedication and determination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I only like one cat--mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I drive fast ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I babysit for 3 boys who melt my heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I hate beef and love buffalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have yet to kiss in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I cannot be boxed into a political party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I enjoy being a brunette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love running hills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I need to learn how to cook (well)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I struggle a bit with high heels ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I can't stand judgmental people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love Pita Pit &amp;amp;  Mongolian BBQ more than any other food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I think baggy sweats are amazing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I think naps are great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I hate beer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Whining kind of bothers me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm idealistic in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have an non-biological sibling named Brenn :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I frequently have strange dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have always been a night-owl (thanks Dad...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I secretly enjoy LifeTime Movies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I like to wear sunglasses when it's not that hot or bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I want to meet Michael Phelps!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I love St. Anthony and hope he still loves me... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I once drove my car into a parked trailer :-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I text too much ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I want to go to HAWAII!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I believe life is precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have experienced amazing miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I believe my grandparents watch over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I know God has a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I know WHO I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1185833067718406215?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1185833067718406215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1185833067718406215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1185833067718406215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1185833067718406215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-i-am.html' title='Who I Am'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-4498173849454877936</id><published>2008-10-25T10:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:11:52.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been avoiding this haha...</title><content type='html'>So yeah...I've not been on this in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;It actually feels like longer.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff.....&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, basically this is my excuse for now posting multiple blogs ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-4498173849454877936?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/4498173849454877936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=4498173849454877936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/4498173849454877936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/4498173849454877936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-avoiding-this-haha.html' title='I&apos;ve been avoiding this haha...'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-4988986014575485600</id><published>2008-10-16T22:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:10:23.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm...whats up? eh...</title><content type='html'>So I kinda  failed to mention on the last blog (was it yesterday? i don't remember...) that I went on a date on Tues night. Ha. It was actually pretty lame. Because my friend Jessica, who is one of my best friends bless her heart &amp;amp; was the one who set me up with  the  guy, has a really dysfunctional relationship w/her boyfriend and they actually ended up breaking up and getting back together during this double date Tuesday night........yeah....drama is FREAKING fun :) not. So yeah, we were supposed to meet @ Moxie @ 930 when Kody (my date) got done w/night class @ BSU, go to the corn maze, and then get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;BUT...he got pulled over for speeding (b/c he was so excited to meet me no doubt, ha) and then Jessica &amp;amp; her b/f got into a fight and so we ended up meeting up w/Kody around 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;And I was starving b/c I'd taken 3 ibuprofen, a vitamin, and an allergy pill all  on an empty stomach around 830...b/c I'd just woken up from a nap, wasn't hungry, had a sore throat, and had bad allergies, and most of all, wasn't thinking!&lt;br /&gt;So...to avoid me getting an ulcer and because it was so late we ended up just going to IHOP and eating. And that was OK except that Jessica's b/f is retarded and so conversations involving him were lame and contained too many F words...haha....However, when I talked to Kody by ourselves (during Jessica &amp;amp; Adam's "make-up" and then after IHOP) we had really good conversations. He is really sweet, and is going to school @ BSU to be a psychologist (common interests, yay). The one thing that is awkward is that Jessica (trying to entice me to go out with Kody) told me he was Catholic. Which...he was raised (kind of). But now he is 7th day adventist. Yeah, wow.......I was a little surprised to hear that. BUT I think it is a little unfair to not date him when that's the only thing wrong with him...so I'm giving it another shot. :)&lt;br /&gt;We're going to the BSU/Hawaii tailgate/game tomorrow night,  which is SWEET b/c I didn't think I'd get to go!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...we'll see where this goes...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. beforehand @ Moxie Jess &amp;amp; I took some really CUTE pics, and she IS one of my besties...:) So here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPgbjw1IBqI/AAAAAAAAADU/QgGsYGKAkx8/s1600-h/besties4+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPgbjw1IBqI/AAAAAAAAADU/QgGsYGKAkx8/s200/besties4+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257982866172151458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             goofing off in the bathroom ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPgb2NDJmkI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZvtJ8jMxvZs/s1600-h/besties3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPgb2NDJmkI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZvtJ8jMxvZs/s200/besties3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257983182984813122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            yeah she's a goof but i &lt;3 her...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. What else.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;My Little Nicole got SECOND @ City!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the only girl she beat was from BK who is a different division (4A) so THAT means she could WIN STATE!!!! (which she totally deserves to !!!)&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 her so much, she is amazing! And wherever she goes next year--BYU, Duke, Oregon State, whatever...she will be INCREDIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well...I gotta go watch McCain on Letterman (HA!) and Greys I DVR'd.&lt;br /&gt;But PEACE out&lt;br /&gt;and VOTE PEOPLE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;18 more days ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-4988986014575485600?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/4988986014575485600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=4988986014575485600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/4988986014575485600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/4988986014575485600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmmmmwhats-up-eh.html' title='hmmmm...whats up? eh...'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPgbjw1IBqI/AAAAAAAAADU/QgGsYGKAkx8/s72-c/besties4+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-6463180968971617347</id><published>2008-10-16T01:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:22:32.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>endorphines</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling better as of about monday, and its SOO great.&lt;br /&gt;and i realized today that:&lt;br /&gt;8 hours of sleep+endorphines=GIDDYness haha&lt;br /&gt;i just started doing these jillian michaels dvds and she's awesome! hard but awesome. anyway i got to work today and realized i was in the greatest mood!&lt;br /&gt;haha i guess endorphines really DO make you happy :) [legally blonde]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude i'm watching the debate i dvr'd tonight and its SOOO boring. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it needs to be election day, i'm getting sick of all the drama and hype.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait to VOTE in my first presidential election!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. lets see. i'm planning leanna's baby shower, it's november 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Krista, Marci!!! why can't you be here?! dang you...;)&lt;br /&gt;P.S. she's HUGE! its crazy. i was talking to ryan today and asked him if he'd seen her and he said, "dude her boobs are SO huge!!" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. hmm. sarah palin is a freak...&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city XC meet is tomorrow. without sara...that will be weird. i have a feeling there will be alot of messed up kids...hopefully they can pull it together. and hopefully Nicole will do GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to pocatello saturdayd to watch my YOTES race!!!!! and i'm SURPRISING THEM! it will be so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-6463180968971617347?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/6463180968971617347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=6463180968971617347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6463180968971617347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6463180968971617347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/endorphines.html' title='endorphines'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-8149729997000992276</id><published>2008-10-12T03:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:59:14.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FLU, burnt wrist, &amp; crappy friend ALL IN ONE!...Lovely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am currently awake @ 330 AM because I can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Because I have the AWFUL flu (i.e. SORE THROAT, shakiness, achy body, cough, runny nose, weird-feeling stomach), and my chest/stomach feel funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And also because I slept from midnight to 2 PM yesterday (Saturday) which I am definitely not used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So seriously...if you don't take Vitamin C, TAKE IT, I don't care where you are, I bet I wouldn't have got this if I would have!!!! And believe me you do not want what I have, because it's nasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Enough about the FLU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have a WICKED burn on the under part of my left wrist from work. Thursday, I was baking cookies during my afternoon shift. And, I am not very experienced at actually BAKING the cookies, as I never get afternoon shifts until now. So...I tried to be all cool and flip the cookie sheets using only ONE oven mitt...and, consequently, I got this awful burn. Which will probably turn into a scar for life, and by the way, looks like I tried to slit my wrist--which is AWESOME! Because I'm totally like that! Not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So here's a picture of the ghastly thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPHFzvlfWjI/AAAAAAAAADE/NsvhrauqIz0/s1600-h/burn1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPHFzvlfWjI/AAAAAAAAADE/NsvhrauqIz0/s200/burn1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256199732855790130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yeah...awesome, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;it hurt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i'm making my coworkers get the cookies out of the oven from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;now on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I really hope that with some neosporin and time it will diminish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So as if having an awful flu and attending the funeral of a 17 year old wasn't enough fun for one week...one of my friends had to turn B#*%# on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes, wonderful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wrote this, and it was very therapeutic. Why not share, seeing as how only roughly 2 people will probably see it, haha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Dear Friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 102, 0); color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or should I call you "former friend"? Because that would clearly be more appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where do I begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the absolute worst friend I have ever had. You are the perfect example of a one-sided relationship--I gave you everything-love, support, friendship--while you gave nothing in return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strike that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You actually DID give something: you WERE a good friend. At one point, you taught me an invaluable lesson about self-image and confidence. I could talk to you about anything; you listened and were supportive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which, actually makes it worse. If you would have been the typical "friend" in a one-sided relationship, you would have used me and screwed me over, and done nothing good. And I would have realized you were never a good friend, and kicked you out of my life. BUT. You WERE a good friend. Which makes it hurt even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because NOW? You're selfish. You're stupid. You're immature. You're apathetic. You don't listen, you don't care, you don't pay attention. You talk about stupid things, and won't talk about anything important. You do the absolute stupidest crap. You can't even take care of your own freaking self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't believe I cared. I can't believe I worried. I can't believe all the prayers I said for you (and probably will continue to...because I'm like that). I can't BELIEVE you were my hero, a role model, someone who I wanted to be like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT thought-- makes me sick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because all you are now is a selfish, empty person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you do not have my friendship anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like everything else in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When are you going to realize you don't have anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that there is more to life than YOUrself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe I will want to talk to you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yeah...so that really, in fact, made me feel better. And I managed to actually speak with this person today and be nice. So that's good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't know...I just don't want to waste time being around someone like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's really hard for me, someone who probably cares too much, to understand her, someone who doesn't care at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But, as Lorissa told me. I guess it is better to be a sensitive, compassionate person and get hurt by loving others, than a cold selfish one who can't truly experience love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well thats my story, and I'm sticking to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Peace, Love, Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oops...&lt;/span&gt;wrong quote...:-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-8149729997000992276?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/8149729997000992276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=8149729997000992276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/8149729997000992276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/8149729997000992276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/flu-burnt-wrist-crappy-friend-all-in.html' title='FLU, burnt wrist, &amp; crappy friend ALL IN ONE!...Lovely...'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SPHFzvlfWjI/AAAAAAAAADE/NsvhrauqIz0/s72-c/burn1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1880741965130973787</id><published>2008-10-10T00:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:21:21.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New?</title><content type='html'>Well I'm sick, that's what's new...so this will be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Genna &amp;amp; Jaxson, and they are moving here in a few weeks!!!! YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Reba &amp;amp; Kelly concert tonight w/Ally and it was INCREDIBLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny (my cousin) got kicked out of our house b/c he's a pot-smoking idiot! I should feel bad for him (slightly), but I'm sick, sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's funeral is tomorrow; I'm going w/Hattie. It will be sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats pretty much it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some Tylenol PM, awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1880741965130973787?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1880741965130973787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1880741965130973787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1880741965130973787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1880741965130973787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-2227650731171499342</id><published>2008-10-06T00:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:59:26.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is precious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;So tonight I walk into the church office room where we plan the junior high nights, and two of my high-schoolers were having this conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Did you know Sara Shields?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Oh yeah. Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"She died this weekend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"What?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"They found her body at the bottom of the high bridge at Lucky Peak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Oh my gosh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;or something along those lines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yeah. Come to find out, this girl's name was Sara Shields, a senior at Timberline High School, and an amazing cross country runner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I didn't know her. but I know many people who did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;And seriously...Boise cross country is kind of a big family...I mean, being 3 years older than her I probably raced her at some point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I just can't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;They don't know what happened. The news hasn't actually released a name yet, just "Dead body found at lucky peak." Nice, by the way...&lt;nice,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Her death is said to be "suspicious." But really nobody knows what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Whatever did happen--suicide, homicide, accident...it is a tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;God...how awful...I can't imagine what her loved ones are going through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;~RIP Sara~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;You &amp;amp; your family are in my thoughts and prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/nice,&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-2227650731171499342?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/2227650731171499342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=2227650731171499342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/2227650731171499342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/2227650731171499342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-precious.html' title='Life is precious...'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-4994135505273673783</id><published>2008-09-28T13:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:14:26.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah so...it's been awhile. Not that anyone cares b/c I only know like 3 people on here, one of which can't figure out how to look @ my blog LOL. It's OK I still love you Krista ;) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have to admit, I'm not the biggest fan of this thing...b/c I haven't quite figured it out yet, I don't know many people on here, &amp;amp; whenever I AM actually doing something exciting, I don't have time to post it. So. There actually have been alot of things that have happened in the past few weeks:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1--My cousin Leanna is pregnant w/TWINS! Crazy Crazy yes! But, you know, I guess God has a plan. Bubba (Alec is his real name) is really fabulous.  I think she is going to move into his house w/his family b/c her dad&amp;amp; stepmom are being complete idiots, demanding she be their live-in babysitter for their 3 children under 3 years old, despite the fact she's almost 6 months pregnant w/twins, and has had fake contractions due to stress on her body. I have to say, @ 4 months she barely looked pregnant, but now she is HUGE! It will be interesting to see how big she gets when she's almost full term!!! I was shopping @ Kohls &amp;amp; bought her a cute maternity shirt, and also two matching little boys' newborn outfits! Oh yeah, I forgot to mention they are identical twin BOYS!! Anyway, I'm just trying to be as supportive as I can, and hope that she can find a job w/less physical activity &amp;amp; better pay, and that Bubba can find one as well. I'm really proud of her for,  first of all, keeping the babies, and also for being so strong and mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_zXbdXl-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/9jtE-QktH3I/s1600-h/lelebubba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_zXbdXl-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/9jtE-QktH3I/s320/lelebubba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251183274370766818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LeLe &amp;amp; Bubba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2--I found out my old roomie/bff Amy from elementary school, jr high, high school, AND College of Idaho is engaged!! Yes, she's been dating Mattie forEVER, and I always knew they'd get married, but still--shocking to see a ring  on her finger!! And oh, by the  way, they got engaged in late July while in New York working @ Young Life camp, and she failed to mention it to me since then!!!! What the hell?! Whatever, it's just crazy! Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_uTl6euwI/AAAAAAAAACU/GhI4myDR2F4/s1600-h/amymattie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_uTl6euwI/AAAAAAAAACU/GhI4myDR2F4/s320/amymattie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251177710899608322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Soon to be Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Wernsing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;#3--I dyed my hair!!! I've never ever dyed my hair before, but I just had this spontaneous urge to so I did! It is way darker brown w/some red in it!  My friend Brittany who I used to work w/@ Moxie did it, and did a fabulous job! Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qL7TKs-I/AAAAAAAAABk/hpF_pYH4JU0/s1600-h/moxie+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qL7TKs-I/AAAAAAAAABk/hpF_pYH4JU0/s320/moxie+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251173181154833378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"We in the cahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qMG2S6-I/AAAAAAAAABs/qG6vHWNtGcQ/s1600-h/moxie+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qMG2S6-I/AAAAAAAAABs/qG6vHWNtGcQ/s320/moxie+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251173184254962658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; we drive slow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qMUelJHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/J6cs-KSOqS4/s1600-h/moxie+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qMUelJHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/J6cs-KSOqS4/s320/moxie+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251173187913589874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; we doin' things that the boys don't do...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qMkO7JoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/70o4LHI-kp4/s1600-h/moxie+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qMkO7JoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/70o4LHI-kp4/s320/moxie+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251173192142890626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My fave, i think this new color  makes my eyes bluer ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qM-o4qoI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZJFOuL3jIl0/s1600-h/moxie+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_qM-o4qoI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZJFOuL3jIl0/s320/moxie+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251173199231101570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;One of my faves @ work--Leah! she just went blonde, so we're opposites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;#4--I traveled cross country!! My bff Megan, who just graduated college last June, is from Minnesota. Her boyfriend Jesse and his family live in Washington, where she wanted to live, so she decided to move away from her family &amp;amp; home in Minneapolis to live with Jesse's parents (the Chlebecks) in Seattle and get a job! I flew out on Wednesday the 17th and got to Minneapolis that night. Then the next day Megs &amp;amp; I went to the Mall of America!! It was totally sweet, and I got some way cool stuff!! We also hung out w/her family, since  it  was her last night w/them. The next morning, we took off in her little Ford Escort--Jesse &amp;amp; I named her Shirley, lol--@ 6 AM Central Time!!!! And we drove 14 hours, through Minnesota &amp;amp; North Dakota, all the  way to Bozeman, Montana, where we arrived around 8 PM and consequently passed out in our hotel room :) The next morning we woke up and finished our road trip together to Pullman, WA, where Jesse is in MedSchool at Washington State. We actually got to go to the Washington State Portland State football game, b/c Jesse has season student-tickets! It was cool...except for it was freezing, raining, and a blowout of a game!! Wazzu is really NOT that great, and Portland really sucks...so that was kind of  boring...but fun to hang out with Megs, Jesse, &amp;amp; Tim (Jesse's roommate). Afterwards we went to Mexican for dinner and then Megs  &amp;amp; I hung out while the rest, who were more energetic, went out to party :) In the morning, Megs &amp;amp; I walked around the Wazzu campus, which  is beautiful. Then we  went out to breakfast w/Jesse &amp;amp; Tim, and before we knew it it was time to go to the airport. The Pullman airport, I might add, is hilariously tiny! And the plane was the smallest I've ever been on, and semi-freaked me out! It carried like 80 people but still...I don't even like flying on big planes! Let's just say I prayed the rosary much of the time ;) which, by the way, was--true story--10 freaking minutes from Pullman to Lewiston, and then a whopping 30 from Lewiston to Boise. Haha. Why in God's name you would fly from Pullman to Lewiston, when it's less than an hour drive is beyond me, but apparently 40 people felt it necessary. Anyway, I got home Sunday night, the  21st. And though I was ready to be done driving I missed being with my bestie all day every day! And being off work :)  I was dufus, and didn't bring a camera, so I don't have pics from the trip :( BUT here's a pic of Megan &amp;amp; Jesse :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Briana/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Briana/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_s7qRAsJI/AAAAAAAAACM/MlKGQqCdiBk/s1600-h/megsandjesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_s7qRAsJI/AAAAAAAAACM/MlKGQqCdiBk/s320/megsandjesse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251176200239362194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;aww they're cute huh? :) This is from their trip to Europe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;#5--I had my C of I transcripts sent over to Boise State last week. I'm going to fill out an application online tomorrow. I was looking online, and all of my credits transfer, most of them as higher level classes than they were @ C of I, YaY!  I just hope they take my AP credits, and that I'm considered jr. status. I'm so excited to start school again, I'm going to jump right in w/15 credits!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6--My boss, Moxie general manager Amanda, is a neurotic crazy person!!!!! She's pregnant but hormones are no excuse! Let's just leave it @ that, I'm not going to get into it.....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7--Boise State beat freaking Oregon!!! On the road!!! WOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8--I'm on Book 3, Eclipse, of the Twilight series and absolutely LOVING it!!! I managed to finish New Moon and start Eclipse all on my little road trip! AND I bought Breaking Dawn, so I'm all prepared for that. They are so awesome! I'm going to be so sad when I'm done w/all of them!! But I cannot WAIT for the movie to come out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_vVb4FJTI/AAAAAAAAACc/_GiZK4ScdPc/s1600-h/eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_vVb4FJTI/AAAAAAAAACc/_GiZK4ScdPc/s320/eclipse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251178842076554546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;#9--GREY'S ANATOMY SEASON 5 premiere!!! It was Thursday night, two hours, and freaking AMAZING!!! Meredith &amp;amp; Derek are back together, and going to move in together. Cristina meets and falls for a Scottish military surgeon (way hot, btw) who ends up saving her when she is impaled in the stomach by a huge icicle! Alex decides to be an ass again to Izzie, who has a heartbreaking vision of Denny. Lexxie is in love with George, and gets teased by McSteamy, but chickens out on telling him. The hospital gets ranked #12 in the nation, which very much pisses off the Chief, b/c it downgrades them from a Level 1 Trauma Center to a Level 2 Trauma Center. However, they still manage to get 6 traumas--3 sets of middle aged couples whose limousines got in accidents on the black ice--including one with a brain hematoma, one who must be frozen to prevent paralysis, one who the Scottish surgeon does a tracheotomy with a pen on, and 2 who are cheating on their spouses with one of the others of the group.  Oh, also, Callie and Hahn decide to become lesbian lovers, LOL. And, FINALLY, stupid Rose is out of the picture!!! After joking w/Derek about carrying his child and piercing his hand w/a scalpel during surgery, she decides to transfer to PEDS. Thank God! Yes...much happened here, and I know it will be a great season!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_whQOUSII/AAAAAAAAACk/gxd65SQ3KI4/s1600-h/merder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_whQOUSII/AAAAAAAAACk/gxd65SQ3KI4/s320/merder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251180144618653826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;TV's favorite couple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10--The 1st debate between Senators McCain &amp;amp; Obama was on Friday night, and I watched it w/my dad&amp;amp; stepmom. The main points included neither presidential nominees having a clue as to what they would cut spending-wise to compensate for the $700 billion bailout (yes, awesome), Obama calling McCain "John" the whole time while McCain insisted on calling Barack "Senator Obama," John McCain repeatedly (and I mean @ least 13 times) using the phrase "I don't think Senator Obama understands _________(fill in the blank)," in addition to mentioning over and over again how many years he's been in the senate, all the generals &amp;amp; forgeign leaders he's friends w/, &amp;amp; how the surge was so amazing. Basically the whole thing was pretty entertaining...BUT...you KNOW what is going to be a circus show--the Vice Presidential debate between Joe Biden &amp;amp; Sarah Palin Thursday night...Holy cow that will be probably one of the funniest things I'll ever see. "I can see Alaska from my house!!"--LOL! I'm quite excited for that one...despite the fact it being on that night postpones the next episode of Greys a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_xoPkbU0I/AAAAAAAAACs/rw_PaxL7jjQ/s1600-h/debatehaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_xoPkbU0I/AAAAAAAAACs/rw_PaxL7jjQ/s320/debatehaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251181364213666626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yeah yeah, its not really them, but the SNL skit was hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;#11--My new aunt, Becky (who just married my favorite Uncle Gary!)'s daughter Genna, who is turning 22 next week, is coming to visit in a few days and I'm SO PSYCHED!!! Becky &amp;amp; I visited her in West Yellowstone in August and had a blast! I freaking love Genna! We are going to hang out and have tons of fun. YaY! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND finally, #11--My new favorite song is "Born to Run" by Bruce Springsteen!! B/C it reminds my of my amazing cross country coach from C of I, Pat, who by the way sent me the sweetest email this week. I love him :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Tramps like us, Baby we  were Born to Run..."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of being born to run, I'm going to go run right now b/c I've been sitting in front of this screen WAYYYY long enough!!! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_yVUg-6cI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qd9E0iWnMT0/s1600-h/shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_yVUg-6cI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qd9E0iWnMT0/s320/shoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251182138635512258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's it folks!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~*BRi*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-4994135505273673783?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/4994135505273673783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=4994135505273673783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/4994135505273673783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/4994135505273673783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-time-gone.html' title='Long time gone...'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SN_zXbdXl-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/9jtE-QktH3I/s72-c/lelebubba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-1147424721225758124</id><published>2008-09-10T22:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:59:27.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; So this is that surve​y where​ you put your music​ playe​r on rando​m,​​​ and press​ next for every​ quest​ion,​​​ see what pops up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;IF SOMEO​NE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY"​​​ YOU SAY.​​​.​​​.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Time after Time--Cyndi Lauper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT WOULD​ BEST DESCR​IBE YOUR PERSO​NALIT​Y?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Daughters--John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/​​​GIRL?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stop Right There--Relient K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY​?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;God-Shaped Hole--Plumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'​​​S PURPO​SE?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stolen--Dashboard Confessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO​?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;High--James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIEN​DS THINK​ OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Landslide--Dixie Chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK​ OF YOUR PAREN​TS?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tim McGraw--Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK​ ABOUT​ VERY OFTEN​?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK​ OF YOUR BEST FRIEN​D?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Bring the Rain--Mercy Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK​ OF THE PERSO​N YOU LIKE?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;More than a Feeling--Boston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY​?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;100 Years--5 for Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Burn--JoDee Messina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK​ WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSO​N YOU LIKE?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Public Affair--Jessica Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ok...thats just ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PAREN​TS THINK​ OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Blessed Be your Name--Newsboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE​ TO AT YOUR WEDDI​NG?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;No One Like You--Barlow Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNER​AL?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Don't Matter--Akon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ok...NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY​/​​​INTER​EST?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Revival--Lystra's Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGE​ST FEAR?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Come Down to Me--Saving Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGE​ST SECRE​T?​​​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Don't Stop Believin--Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;OK...so I have to admit...most of the answers are irrelevant/lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But...it was fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-1147424721225758124?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/1147424721225758124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=1147424721225758124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1147424721225758124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/1147424721225758124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-life-soundtrack.html' title='My Life 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'88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88 I am reall&lt;wbr&gt;y:&lt;br /&gt;glad I talked to my friend Lindsay finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87 My phone&lt;wbr&gt; is:&lt;br /&gt;navy blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86 My eye color&lt;wbr&gt; is:&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85 My ring size is:&lt;br /&gt;6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84 My heigh&lt;wbr&gt;t is:&lt;br /&gt;5'6"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83 I am aller&lt;wbr&gt;gic to:&lt;br /&gt;some cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82 I was born on:&lt;br /&gt;memor&lt;wbr&gt;ial day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81 I am annoy&lt;wbr&gt;ed by:&lt;br /&gt;custo&lt;wbr&gt;mers somet&lt;wbr&gt;imes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 Last book I read:&lt;br /&gt;Twili&lt;wbr&gt;ght!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79 My bed is:&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78 My favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite Holid&lt;wbr&gt;ay is:&lt;br /&gt;proba&lt;wbr&gt;bly new years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77 The last four cds i bough&lt;wbr&gt;t were:&lt;br /&gt;no clue!&lt;wbr&gt; i do itune&lt;wbr&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76 Are you livin&lt;wbr&gt;g at home?&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75 Do you have any sibli&lt;wbr&gt;ngs?:&lt;br /&gt;1 brother and 2 stepbrothers...and 1 Danny...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Belie&lt;wbr&gt;ve in...&lt;br /&gt;74 Love at First&lt;wbr&gt; Sight&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73 Yours&lt;wbr&gt;elf?:&lt;br /&gt;mostl&lt;wbr&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 Alien&lt;wbr&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71 Heave&lt;wbr&gt;n?:&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 Horos&lt;wbr&gt;copes&lt;wbr&gt;?:&lt;br /&gt;no but they'&lt;wbr&gt;re enter&lt;wbr&gt;taini&lt;wbr&gt;ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69 Soulm&lt;wbr&gt;ates?&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;wbr&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68 Hugs or Kisse&lt;wbr&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;depen&lt;wbr&gt;ds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67 Drunk&lt;wbr&gt; or high?&lt;br /&gt;pot is stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66 Phone&lt;wbr&gt; or onlin&lt;wbr&gt;e?&lt;br /&gt;phone!!! now that i have texting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 Blond&lt;wbr&gt;es or Brune&lt;wbr&gt;ttes?&lt;br /&gt;Brune&lt;wbr&gt;ttes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64 Hot or cold?&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63 Summe&lt;wbr&gt;r or winte&lt;wbr&gt;r?&lt;br /&gt;summe&lt;wbr&gt;r baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62 Choco&lt;wbr&gt;late or vanil&lt;wbr&gt;la?:&lt;br /&gt;choco&lt;wbr&gt;late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61 Night&lt;wbr&gt; or Day?:&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 Orang&lt;wbr&gt;es or Apple&lt;wbr&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;Orang&lt;wbr&gt;es&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59 Curly&lt;wbr&gt; or Strai&lt;wbr&gt;ght hair?&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58 backs&lt;wbr&gt;tabbe&lt;wbr&gt;rs:&lt;br /&gt;aren'&lt;wbr&gt;t fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57 Paren&lt;wbr&gt;ts:&lt;br /&gt;mine are prett&lt;wbr&gt;y great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56 Hugge&lt;wbr&gt;d someo&lt;wbr&gt;ne?:&lt;br /&gt;today? my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54 Who is the ditzi&lt;wbr&gt;est perso&lt;wbr&gt;n you know:&lt;br /&gt;Rosie! but i love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53 Who makes&lt;wbr&gt; you laugh&lt;wbr&gt; the most?&lt;br /&gt;many peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;tommy&lt;wbr&gt; is prett&lt;wbr&gt;y hilar&lt;wbr&gt;ious tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52 Whats&lt;wbr&gt; the last 2 movie&lt;wbr&gt;s you watch&lt;wbr&gt;ed:&lt;br /&gt;shoot...i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 What I don'&lt;wbr&gt;t under&lt;wbr&gt;stand&lt;wbr&gt; is:&lt;br /&gt;lots of thing&lt;wbr&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 The most unsat&lt;wbr&gt;isfyi&lt;wbr&gt;ng answe&lt;wbr&gt;r I've ever recei&lt;wbr&gt;ved is:&lt;br /&gt;no response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49 &lt;wbr&gt; I will miss most when I leave&lt;wbr&gt; home is?&lt;br /&gt;my dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 The thing&lt;wbr&gt; I'm looki&lt;wbr&gt;ng forwa&lt;wbr&gt;rd to the most?&lt;br /&gt;seeing Lindsay! talking to Megs. and greys&lt;wbr&gt; seaso&lt;wbr&gt;n 5 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 Thing&lt;wbr&gt;s that make you mad:&lt;br /&gt;crank&lt;wbr&gt;y/&lt;wbr&gt;rude peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e, drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46 Tom:&lt;br /&gt;creat&lt;wbr&gt;ed myspa&lt;wbr&gt;ce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 Today&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;was exhausting but good. and ended EXTREMELY wonderfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44 Next Summe&lt;wbr&gt;r:&lt;br /&gt;i'll be 21!&lt;wbr&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;it will be CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 This Weeke&lt;wbr&gt;nd:&lt;br /&gt;I hope I see Lindsay and Rand :)&lt;br /&gt;we start up the jr high youth program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e call me:&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 The perso&lt;wbr&gt;n(s) who knows&lt;wbr&gt; the most about&lt;wbr&gt; me is?&lt;br /&gt;my mom, megs, linds, amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 The most diffi&lt;wbr&gt;cult thing&lt;wbr&gt; to do is:&lt;br /&gt;try and better yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 I have gotte&lt;wbr&gt;n a speed&lt;wbr&gt;ing ticke&lt;wbr&gt;t:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;wbr&gt; 4 times&lt;wbr&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 The first&lt;wbr&gt; perso&lt;wbr&gt;n I talke&lt;wbr&gt;d to today&lt;wbr&gt; was:&lt;br /&gt;a customer. so early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 The one perso&lt;wbr&gt;n who I can'&lt;wbr&gt;t hide thing&lt;wbr&gt;s from:&lt;br /&gt;Loris&lt;wbr&gt;sa &amp;amp; Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 Last time someo&lt;wbr&gt;ne said somet&lt;wbr&gt;hing you were think&lt;wbr&gt;ing:&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 Right&lt;wbr&gt; now I am talki&lt;wbr&gt;ng to:&lt;br /&gt;nobod&lt;wbr&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 What is your dream&lt;wbr&gt; job?:&lt;br /&gt;jr high schoo&lt;wbr&gt;l couns&lt;wbr&gt;elor/&lt;wbr&gt;mom/&lt;wbr&gt;wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 First&lt;wbr&gt; job?:&lt;br /&gt;YMCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 I have these&lt;wbr&gt; pets:&lt;br /&gt;Sadie&lt;wbr&gt;, Daisy&lt;wbr&gt;, Ichir&lt;wbr&gt;o, Storm&lt;wbr&gt;y, Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 I wish:&lt;br /&gt;megan lived in idaho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 The perso&lt;wbr&gt;n that makes&lt;wbr&gt; me cry the most is:&lt;br /&gt;no one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Best sound&lt;wbr&gt; in the world&lt;wbr&gt;?:&lt;br /&gt;joshua and caleb saying prayers; joshua, caleb, and noah laughing; hearing "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Who makes&lt;wbr&gt; you happy&lt;wbr&gt;?:&lt;br /&gt;many peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e-&lt;wbr&gt;-&lt;wbr&gt;joshu&lt;wbr&gt;a, caleb&lt;wbr&gt;, noah,&lt;wbr&gt; loris&lt;wbr&gt;sa, megan&lt;wbr&gt;, krist&lt;wbr&gt;en, danie&lt;wbr&gt;l, lindsay, marci, many other&lt;wbr&gt; peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 Which&lt;wbr&gt; Golde&lt;wbr&gt;n Girl would&lt;wbr&gt; you be?&lt;br /&gt;the old one.&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Myspa&lt;wbr&gt;ce or Faceb&lt;wbr&gt;ook?:&lt;br /&gt;Faceb&lt;wbr&gt;ook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Mexic&lt;wbr&gt;an food or Chine&lt;wbr&gt;se?&lt;br /&gt;mexic&lt;wbr&gt;an!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 My favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite color&lt;wbr&gt;(s) is:&lt;br /&gt;pink/&lt;wbr&gt;green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Last time I cried&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;almos&lt;wbr&gt;t cried&lt;wbr&gt; the other&lt;wbr&gt; day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 My compu&lt;wbr&gt;ter is:&lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite food:&lt;br /&gt;pasta&lt;wbr&gt;, potat&lt;wbr&gt;oes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Last perso&lt;wbr&gt;n I got mad at?&lt;br /&gt;don'&lt;wbr&gt;t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Perso&lt;wbr&gt;n you secre&lt;wbr&gt;tly crush&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;MICHA&lt;wbr&gt;EL PHELP&lt;wbr&gt;S!&lt;br /&gt;heehee its no secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite place&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite song:&lt;br /&gt;i reall&lt;wbr&gt;y like distu&lt;wbr&gt;rbia by rihanna right&lt;wbr&gt; now&lt;br /&gt;you learn by alanis morissette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Paper&lt;wbr&gt; or plast&lt;wbr&gt;ic?:&lt;br /&gt;Save the trees&lt;wbr&gt; man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 The all-&lt;wbr&gt;time best movie&lt;wbr&gt;(s) is?&lt;br /&gt;thats&lt;wbr&gt; a tough&lt;wbr&gt;ie.&lt;wbr&gt;..i love fathe&lt;wbr&gt;r of the bride, the princess bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 What color&lt;wbr&gt; is your hairb&lt;wbr&gt;rush:&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite shoes&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;my red jelli&lt;wbr&gt;es.&lt;br /&gt;and my old pink runni&lt;wbr&gt;ng shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 I lose all respe&lt;wbr&gt;ct for peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e who:&lt;br /&gt;cheat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Who do you hate the most:&lt;br /&gt;no one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Color&lt;wbr&gt; of your room?&lt;wbr&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;wbr&gt; and laven&lt;wbr&gt;der&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite tv show?&lt;br /&gt;GREYS&lt;wbr&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Best Featu&lt;wbr&gt;re in oppos&lt;wbr&gt;ite/&lt;wbr&gt;same sex (&lt;wbr&gt;which&lt;wbr&gt; ever appli&lt;wbr&gt;es for you) :&lt;br /&gt;eyes/&lt;wbr&gt;smile&lt;wbr&gt;/&lt;wbr&gt;perso&lt;wbr&gt;nalit&lt;wbr&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Best featu&lt;wbr&gt;re in you?&lt;br /&gt;eyes or lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 The worst&lt;wbr&gt; pain I was ever in?&lt;br /&gt;mmm.&lt;wbr&gt;.&lt;wbr&gt;.&lt;wbr&gt;runni&lt;wbr&gt;ng on a sprai&lt;wbr&gt;ned ankle&lt;br /&gt;or my tatto&lt;wbr&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite TV Show:&lt;br /&gt;serio&lt;wbr&gt;usly?&lt;wbr&gt; serio&lt;wbr&gt;usly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 My favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite celeb&lt;wbr&gt;rity:&lt;br /&gt;MICHA&lt;wbr&gt;EL PHELP&lt;wbr&gt;S! and patri&lt;wbr&gt;ck demps&lt;wbr&gt;ey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Great&lt;wbr&gt;est Fear:&lt;br /&gt;losing someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Who broke&lt;wbr&gt; 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This has been the first week of babysitting for Lorissa &amp;amp; Johnny from 630-830 AM everyday, except Tuesday, on which I work from 530 AM to noon. WHEW! I've had to totally change my routine, b/c I used to stay up until all hours of the night and sleep in til the afternoon! Now...I roll out of bed around 6:10 (5 on Tuesdays), and TRY to be in bed by midnight...which is HARD!!! P.S. Just in case you're wondering, "babysitting for Lorissa &amp;amp; Johnny" means rolling out of bed @ 610ish, driving over @ 623ish, arriving @ 630, watching tv/sleeping until 830 while the boys are in bed, then going back home. Then I usually nap (since I never get more than 5 or 6 hours @ night), wake up and run, shower, and go to work on days I work @ night. The goal is to eventually be able to run before I nap, but so far I've just been too beat! My mom's like, "you should really try to get 6 hours of sleep @ night," and I just said, "whatever..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was SO excited yesterday because it was 76 degrees, and I ran for the first time outside in quite some time. It's been quite hot this summer...I'm not a fan of anything over low 90s. But 80s and 70s are my favorite! Yesterday was absolutely beautiful! And except for a few 90s days, the next few weeks are supposed to be FABulous. Lorissa &amp;amp; I just want it to stay like this forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So, school started around here, and I have to admit it is a little odd not going this fall--for the first time in 15 years! BUT...I really do think taking a break is the best thing. I'm planning on just cramming in a ton of credits this spring and fall, and maybe taking a few summer courses, in order to catch up a little. I have some AP credits (like 6), so if all my credits from C of I transfer to BSU, I should be only a semester and a half behind or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Holy cow...there was a HUGE fire in southeast Boise on Monday night. It was horrible! Ten houses were totally destroyed, 9 damaged, and one person died :( The woman that died was a professor at BSU, and my mom actually had her. How sad is that? We were really worried that a few of our friends--the Millers and the Beumelers--houses were in danger, but they were all right, thank God. My heart goes out to all the families who lost their homes, and especially to the family of the professor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow is Leanna's 18th birthday!!! Yeah!!! How weird is that though? :) I guess it's about time, since she is a mama now :) I think I want to get her chocolates (pregnant girls love that) and an outfit for the baby. I don't think anyone's gotten her anything for him/her yet, so that would be cool. I'm going to call and sing to her here in about 40 minutes--at exactly midnight! I doubt she answers though, because she's been sleeping SO much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, let's see. That's pretty much the news these days. I miss the Olympics SO SO much. I'm so excited to see one of my best friends from school, Megan, who is from Minnesota. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I think tomorrow I'm going to wake up Noah @ 8, b/c it's kind of a bummer never getting to see the boys in the mornings :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;THAT is pretty much it folks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Briana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-500045558601109097?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/500045558601109097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=500045558601109097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/500045558601109097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/500045558601109097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/08/waking-up-early.html' title='Waking up EARLY!!!'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-8510607232816300352</id><published>2008-08-21T03:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T03:13:10.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mommy, how do you get pregnant?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So...I totally lucked out. Because Becky, my cousin, is in town, and my aunt and uncle told me they all were going to the fair on Thursday night. So I tried to get someone to cover my Thursday night shift. But...no luck. However, this guy Josh was like, "Hey, if you want I'll take your Wednesday shift." I don't really know why, but I was just like, "sure, that's ok." So then I find out that they are all going to the fair Wednesday! YaY!! AND I invited my wonderful cute pregnant cousin Leanna who I love, so we all went--Dave, Shannon, Morgan, Kaden, Becky, Alex, Leanna, &amp;amp; I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It was SOOOO much fun. We didn't ride any rides, b/c they were extremely expensive. I'm not a ride person anyway, and Dave &amp;amp; Shannon had just been @ Lagoon. Plus Leanna couldn't ride any anyway. We did enjoy fair food, though! I had a yummy yummy buffalo burger! So good...beef sucks :) And I also shared a Idaho ice cream potato with Morgan--so good, I'd never had one before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;We also looked at animals--Morgan tried to feed the cows hay, but they didn't take it from her. And we learned that, apparently, when the cows are milked they are put in this room all by themselves with just a machine milking them. How sad is that?! Morgan asked, "Isn't there someone in there in case they  get scared?"  I  agree! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Then there was this hilarious juggler who juggled sticks on fire--4!-- while performing an interpretive dance. Oh man...HILarious!! We also ran into my favorites--Uncle Gary and Becky--and Patty and RQ! Man, I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So yeah, the fair was fun. And it was great to spend time with everyone. BUT...the main reason I'm posting this is for the best part of the evening. And that is when Morgan finally figured out Leanna was pregnant--she is 4 1/2 months along. She asked, "are you pregnant?" and Leanna said yes. Then Morgan proceeded to ask, "How did you get pregnant? How do you get pregnant?" And the best part: "Mommy, how do you get pregnant. PLEEEEAAASSEEE tell me, mommy, I promise I won't do it, just tell me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;OH my gosh.....that is one of the funniest things I've heard in quite some time. Oh man. That girl is a funny one. I've never quite heard it put that way before--"I promise I won't do it, just tell me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Woooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Well anyway, it was a busy night, and I should probably get to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;P.S. Marci finally found my blog--YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Now I just need to figure out how to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;1)Put fun stuff on here to make it look livelier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;2)Find people on here, b/c I know there are people I know on here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Well...I'll figure it out eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And go Nick Symmonds!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-8510607232816300352?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/8510607232816300352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=8510607232816300352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/8510607232816300352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/8510607232816300352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/08/mommy-how-do-you-get-pregnant.html' title='&quot;Mommy, how do you get pregnant?&quot;'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-6901280107537326895</id><published>2008-08-18T19:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:15:19.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>103 degrees!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Wow it is FREAKING HOT here!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I went floating the river w/my cousins Paul &amp;amp; Becky to cool off, it was So Sweet!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;We went on a raft, and it was a perfect way to spend a hot hot day!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But I am so very glad it is cooling down to the 80s this week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Thank goodness!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;K, well off to watch my girls Nastia and Shawn on the Olympics!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This picture is my new background on my laptop...LOL...love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SKoeVm0ZW0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/U8jX0ux7IdE/s1600-h/mikey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SKoeVm0ZW0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/U8jX0ux7IdE/s320/mikey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236030873318021954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Marry Me!!!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-6901280107537326895?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/6901280107537326895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=6901280107537326895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6901280107537326895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/6901280107537326895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/08/103-degrees.html' title='103 degrees!!!'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SKoeVm0ZW0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/U8jX0ux7IdE/s72-c/mikey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-3815436572524741325</id><published>2008-08-17T00:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:20:55.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...still confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well...hopefully I figure out this someday...I don't even know how to add friends or look @ other people's blogs or make mine look interesting.....sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I slept in. Gotta love that. And since the fair is going on work was VERY slow. Casey and I were bored. I looked through piles of applications in the office and found one guys that answered "Yes, I stole out of a car" in response to the question "Have you ever committed a felony?"...ha&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering what my favorite drink is...it is a white chocolate mondo--which is white chocolate an a shot of espresso mixed with iced coffee. MMM mmm good.  Lol...so @ my store we have a drive-thru so we use headsets, and some of the people who have worked forever like to give rude people decaf shots in their drinks. I had never done this before...until tonight...when a cranky man ordered two drinks. Decaf they were...muah...seriously though, I work night shifts, so how big of a deal is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's supposed to be FREAKING hot tomorrow, 101, so I'm floating the RIVER! And this time I'm not wearing ANY sunscreen, in order to avoid crazy-weird tan lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 15 year old cousin from Wyoming, Rebecca, is coming to Boise this week, and hopefully we hang out alot. She is way cute, but I haven't seen her in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..........hopefully Marci adds me, or whatever you do on this.......b/c I don't know HOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, and GO USA (michael phelps is hot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-3815436572524741325?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/3815436572524741325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=3815436572524741325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3815436572524741325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3815436572524741325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmmstill-confused.html' title='Hmm...still confused'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-8653177149211264401</id><published>2008-08-16T02:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:47:27.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah so B-O-R-I-N-G!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So I have NO CLUE how to put stuff on here and make this look all cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Marci will tell me how to!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Go USA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I &lt;3 Michael Phelps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-8653177149211264401?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/8653177149211264401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=8653177149211264401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/8653177149211264401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/8653177149211264401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/08/blah-blah-so-b-o-r-i-n-g.html' title='Blah Blah so B-O-R-I-N-G!!'/><author><name>BrianaKay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05100289234039915460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v2ftgj1VxYw/SW8MlFD_qPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s8mSbrVfkF4/S220/kathe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256674548976273068.post-3573009637896992086</id><published>2008-08-16T01:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:31:59.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog? Haha. WoW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So pretty much the ONLY reason I'm making this blog is so I can respond to Marci's blog!! Because the pictures and videos are all so amazing and adorable!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who knows...maybe it will turn into something more?? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/256674548976273068-3573009637896992086?l=boisebarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/feeds/3573009637896992086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=256674548976273068&amp;postID=3573009637896992086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3573009637896992086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256674548976273068/posts/default/3573009637896992086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boisebarista.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-haha-wow.html' title='Blog? Haha. 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