<?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-6524040635341552731</id><updated>2011-12-22T10:46:51.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>abbyhuish</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2237812973414146642</id><published>2011-12-22T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:46:51.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i thought i was going to get better&lt;br /&gt;at this whole blogging thing again,&lt;br /&gt;apparently i was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my life since the last post..&lt;br /&gt;walker is home.&lt;br /&gt;jordan is home.&lt;br /&gt;jake is home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have hardly seen any of them :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's almost christmas! &amp;amp; that's&lt;br /&gt;exciting right?! i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've become addicted to pintrest.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to use it yet,&lt;br /&gt;but i just spend hours on there looking&lt;br /&gt;at pictures. right now this is my &lt;br /&gt;favorite one:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hk2D2BwUfok/TvNskvKfLcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/s08TpiQdKtw/s1600/200480620881700407_OQ8qIQbU_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hk2D2BwUfok/TvNskvKfLcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/s08TpiQdKtw/s320/200480620881700407_OQ8qIQbU_c.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;isn't it so fantastic?!&lt;br /&gt;i know a ton of people have already&lt;br /&gt;seen it but i love it nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-2237812973414146642?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2237812973414146642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-thought-i-was-going-to-get-better-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2237812973414146642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2237812973414146642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-thought-i-was-going-to-get-better-at.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hk2D2BwUfok/TvNskvKfLcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/s08TpiQdKtw/s72-c/200480620881700407_OQ8qIQbU_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-9154552019542345780</id><published>2011-11-03T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:41:25.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years already!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i CANNOT believe its been 2 years &lt;br /&gt;and a few days since i originally posted&lt;br /&gt;these pictures.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ROetGWoQS8/TrLRKHYGHbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/V4hix0xFvcw/s1600/15433_188161124765_579539765_3759829_2627368_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ROetGWoQS8/TrLRKHYGHbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/V4hix0xFvcw/s1600/15433_188161124765_579539765_3759829_2627368_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--J0T3k45Ang/TrLRLJhNCrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qMYHH5RfE-w/s1600/15433_188163074765_579539765_3759835_6057304_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--J0T3k45Ang/TrLRLJhNCrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qMYHH5RfE-w/s1600/15433_188163074765_579539765_3759835_6057304_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;but i am SO happy&lt;br /&gt;to say it has been! in about an hour from&lt;br /&gt;now (currently 10:40) my BEST FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;will be landing back in arizona after a&lt;br /&gt;LONG two years in maryland! i am &lt;br /&gt;soooo excited! and HOPEFULLY i will be&lt;br /&gt;posting some "reunion" pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;6:30 cannot come any sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-9154552019542345780?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/9154552019542345780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/11/2-years-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/9154552019542345780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/9154552019542345780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/11/2-years-already.html' title='2 years already!!!'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ROetGWoQS8/TrLRKHYGHbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/V4hix0xFvcw/s72-c/15433_188161124765_579539765_3759829_2627368_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8876219749149528362</id><published>2011-10-12T09:57:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T15:44:22.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;life is still good.&lt;br /&gt;in fact its gotten even better.&lt;br /&gt;i got LASIK on saturday oct. 8th!&lt;br /&gt;and despite a few "eye bruises"&lt;br /&gt;things are PERFECT! I CAN SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting at the desert schools&lt;br /&gt;bank inside walmart yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;turned around and was AMAZED by the&lt;br /&gt;distance i could read! i was&lt;br /&gt;reading signs that before i would&lt;br /&gt;not have EVER been able to read!&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's one picture!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPMb7NkDsGA/TpXLAwqVLII/AAAAAAAAAWM/X4ALR-EqnYY/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPMb7NkDsGA/TpXLAwqVLII/AAAAAAAAAWM/X4ALR-EqnYY/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;good thing, i cant even feel 'em!&lt;br /&gt;it was definitely worth the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i am still in school.&lt;br /&gt;it's going really well! i should find&lt;br /&gt;out in about a month where i will be &lt;br /&gt;doing my clinicals- i am SO excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also. &lt;u&gt;I QUIT PRIMARY&lt;/u&gt;. i am making the&lt;br /&gt;move to singles ward! im excited and&lt;br /&gt;nervous all at the same time! but i am&lt;br /&gt;ready for this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also sporting pink hair extenstions!&lt;br /&gt;12dollars at tantum hair salon! if you &lt;br /&gt;have questions look at this &amp;lt; &lt;a href="http://www.julesandblakefarnsworth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (click on the word BLOG)  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; they are way cute! take a look:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhnUdb2FROI/TpYVVlR5kBI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dnKyLoKgHz8/s1600/IMG952011101295133348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhnUdb2FROI/TpYVVlR5kBI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dnKyLoKgHz8/s320/IMG952011101295133348.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;(sorry no make up still, rules of eye surgery!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, i am SOOOO&lt;br /&gt;on the count down for the return of&lt;br /&gt;my missionary friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walker waldie- COMES HOME TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;jordan banner- nov. 4 : 22 days!&lt;br /&gt;jake shreeve- nov. 22 : 41 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i CANNOT believe its been 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!! WOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8876219749149528362?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8876219749149528362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-is-still-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8876219749149528362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8876219749149528362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-is-still-good.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPMb7NkDsGA/TpXLAwqVLII/AAAAAAAAAWM/X4ALR-EqnYY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3656719265799211946</id><published>2011-09-12T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:32:36.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;so im sure you could tell i&lt;br /&gt;gave up on blogging about&lt;br /&gt;the bachelorette. it was a&lt;br /&gt;snooze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's an update on my life since i&lt;br /&gt;haven't posted a personal blog in some&lt;br /&gt;time now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;lately, ive been spending a lot of&lt;br /&gt;time with this guy:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wroiZfRiSyw/Tm6yeF-zAbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/OZ6XeFcT5rs/s1600/316452_10150288828893461_614448460_7910549_255013321_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wroiZfRiSyw/Tm6yeF-zAbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/OZ6XeFcT5rs/s320/316452_10150288828893461_614448460_7910549_255013321_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;and its been the time&lt;br /&gt;of my life. you have NO idea&lt;br /&gt;how good it has been to catch &lt;br /&gt;up with him, and more or less&lt;br /&gt;pick up right were we left &lt;br /&gt;off in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, ive been in school. &lt;br /&gt;4 months down&lt;br /&gt;just 20 more to go. &lt;br /&gt;luckily, only 4 months of that &lt;br /&gt;is a LOT of book work. come &lt;br /&gt;january i will be working in &lt;br /&gt;the hospitals. and i am NERVOUS&lt;br /&gt;but SO excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still teaching primary.&lt;br /&gt;i love my kids with all my&lt;br /&gt;heart. they are so sweet. BUT&lt;br /&gt;i think im ready to take a&lt;br /&gt;break from kids for a while.&lt;br /&gt;im CONSIDERING singles yard come&lt;br /&gt;january. we will see how this&lt;br /&gt;goes! im once again nervous, &lt;br /&gt;but excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in less than 80 days&lt;br /&gt;ALLLLLLL my missionary friends&lt;br /&gt;will be home. who is excited?!&lt;br /&gt;THIS GIRL! i CANNOT wait to&lt;br /&gt;see them all! its going to be &lt;br /&gt;so nice to see them all again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over all life is good. im a &lt;br /&gt;pretty happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3656719265799211946?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3656719265799211946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-im-sure-you-could-tell-i-gave-up-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3656719265799211946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3656719265799211946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-im-sure-you-could-tell-i-gave-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wroiZfRiSyw/Tm6yeF-zAbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/OZ6XeFcT5rs/s72-c/316452_10150288828893461_614448460_7910549_255013321_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-464718256304696976</id><published>2011-06-27T21:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:02:36.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Hong kong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-whats with the crowd fast forward while ashley stands still?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-Why is she so in love with bentley??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why does she always tell chris he's scaring her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Just knowing hes there makes her cry. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How has she not figured out that its not real for him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her shirt needs to be tucked in better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-staring at the room number is going to do so much for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shes excited about the potential? He left her!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this is awkward cause he totally knows shes outside the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he really asked who it was?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WHY DID SHE KISS HIM??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you okay, aka you look diseased with these bug bites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yes they do know how hard it was they saw it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if you date all these other boys and dont like em come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;find me in a few months and see whats up...SYKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hes probably like omg shes retarded she LOVES me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he FINALLY told her peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-omg she is starting to realize hes a BAD WORD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD YAYY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he wanted to try to make her cry again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-she is pissed he flew to hong kong but would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;have been 234834234x more pissed had he called!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SHE GREW A PAIR! Im STOKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-okay she got closure and STILL talks about him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-was that a tag on that white shirt?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cream shirt and white pants. Not diggin it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that was the most SHOCKED no about NY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-her dates are all so boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-man hes a late bloomer for the kissing scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so many of these guys are divorcees &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they NEVER think they are similar to the other people there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JP GOT A SECOND ONE ON ONE! WWWOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh that meat on her plate looks delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lucas asked, KNOWING she'd be okay with it. I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;that was sweet he didnt just attack her face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so it was a commercial, but can I just say I am SOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;excited that they are making a winnie the pooh movie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-smart and interrupter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mickey and ames got lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ryan and blake together thats funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dont understand this date shes not even with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chanting idiot thats awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cuuuute engaged on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they all think she seems happier thats a sign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that was an aggressive first kiss by ames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they seem to like kissing one another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-awe ben f is falling.. sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hes begging for a one on one??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shes giving ryan ANOTHER rose on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;group date? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HE BEGS FOR THEM AAAHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i LOVE jp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-id be scared to to tell him about the bentley garbage too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-she is SO nervous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why does she wear a black bra with sheer white shirts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he handled it well. Good for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i hate that she says ferwerd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-of course he got the rose. LOVE HIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thats a cool instrument &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-she probably didnt know either, the show told her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I WANT JP TO WIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i finally really like one of her dresses!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i was excited about these guys being mean because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;of bentley because I THOUGHT he was coming back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;BUT shes being honest and told them hes GONE so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;they needed to be a little happier about that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im glad JP stood up for her. Thats why he should win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ryan stood up for her too good for him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they didnt go on a date so he didnt get a one on one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;stupid little effers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lucas is mean about this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-okay youre not playing second field hes gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WHO'S GUNNA QUIT???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wow blake is being a brat to her face. Not the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;way to get a one on one with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-make her cry and then tell her to hug you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i am not fan of how these BOYS are acting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i hope all these little babies just quit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im glad she told mickey to quit not to make her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;kick him off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why is ryan smiling as she walks away crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i love how now all of a sudden youre a bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;person to quit seeing that she feels bad BUT 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;seconds ago they basically ALL wanted to quit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yes omg she kept ames I was nervous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-taiwan... cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I HOPE we can stop hearing about bentley soon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf who comes back?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell who it is standing there holing her hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;at the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;thoughts!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-464718256304696976?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/464718256304696976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/hong-kong-whats-with-crowd-fast-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/464718256304696976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/464718256304696976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/hong-kong-whats-with-crowd-fast-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2425381191183925572</id><published>2011-06-25T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:46:46.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suuuuper late. bach post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Chiang mai thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-again with bentley. Move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-ryan p is SO ready for a date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-constantine and and ben f are like twins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-100%chance ashley will get kissed...confident&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ames says PROcess  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if ben travels like that with his gf id date him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-smiley face umbrella...ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hes so nervous to kiss her.. thats awkward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cant kiss at the temple?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mental kiss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-walk away from the temple so you can  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;kiss the tension is killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-not a fan of her capris romper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he seems so sweet, i'm loving it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-two on one: tough to predict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after one date they see a life together with a lot of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ben's giddy like a school girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they FINALLY kissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PINK BOXING GLOVES I LOVE IT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some of the guys at the gym look 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh yeah ashley boxing is SO hott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh ames got it in the face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ames sucks at this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ames in pink how cute, nice guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-”i'm more than just a dentist”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this date is like way much a little too dangerous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dang jp is crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-poor ames  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-huish boys are worried about ames in a thai hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-told that i'm totally in love that was cute to throw in ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashley's hair look bad, too much is hanging out on the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-love is a marathon...doesn't really work on this show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BENTLEY AAAHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blake is needy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lucas creeps me out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-golf lesson turned her on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WHY DID HE BRING UP BENTLEY?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blake got the rose? Cause he whined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if we keep moving “ferward”  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-alcohol with a concussion???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i love that she gets to sit and enjoy while they work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-”i'm not throwing the guy under the bus....BUT”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i think william is a loser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-she sent ben home without even talking to him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im glad she sent william home too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he is like suicidal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-her hair looks horrid at the rose ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-constantine just said he could already say he'd marry her?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jp is cute. I love him still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BENTLEY UGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HONG KONG. Wooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bentley in the hotel...yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i hope all the guys quit because she lets him back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;thoughts?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-2425381191183925572?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2425381191183925572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/suuuuper-late-bach-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2425381191183925572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2425381191183925572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/suuuuper-late-bach-post.html' title='suuuuper late. bach post.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1926170039176940735</id><published>2011-06-14T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:01:59.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Thailand babbbyyyy!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sounds like every nail tech ive ever met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I think we get it, they hope she gets over last week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like constantines adidas sandals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt speak english?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks like a performing monkey in that hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they arent married why are they asking for marriage advice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the net over the stripped shirt part of her normal shirt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Looks like a bib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of hearing about bentley leaving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweat like a beast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you tell another guy how&lt;br /&gt;much you liked someone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she call him stiff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you be surprised that other&lt;br /&gt;people are kissing her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is she the only one with an umbrella?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah jp, im sure SHE chose to be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it make everyone mad that&lt;br /&gt;hes trying to be organized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one did flirt with her... whats wrong with them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben f painted an elephant well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HULA HOOP-YESSS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oversized jacket not my thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashley was buzzing around ben?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do ben f and ashley kiss for&lt;br /&gt;2 seconds and pull away a million times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is awful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jp is sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fell trying to lift her-love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ames runs funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ames reminds micah of someone scooby doo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt touch her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 countries...man id marry him to travel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are they eating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They almost match..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt know he was funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kiss- odd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like ames more now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed by thailand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor west&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;OVERALL BORING WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1926170039176940735?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1926170039176940735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/thailand-babbbyyyy-sounds-like-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1926170039176940735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1926170039176940735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/thailand-babbbyyyy-sounds-like-every.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5527855228498737718</id><published>2011-06-08T17:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:00:38.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bach week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-Phantom music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bentley literally sweeps her off her feet? Sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bens not an awful dancer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I really like her shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Flash dance is cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My brother just mentioned that my grandma asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;him about performing a flash dance so she can record it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They make a good pair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Far east movement sings G6?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've never heard of them before, and I know that song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Didnt she already say dance wasnt a deal breaker? Why does she care if hes good or bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why cant their conversations ever get serious BEFORE dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Im not digging her flesh colored sparkly shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LOVE HARD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-phantom music, again, hopefully the last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE UNVEILING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-an amazing life changing experience?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He talked to her for a whole 5 seconds in the mask..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and the verdict issss......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he has big ears. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ENOUGH TALK, TAKE IT OFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he has feelings...seriously when does he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;ever spend time with her?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was right....biiiig nose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shes right he does look ollllld.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But hes not awful looking either&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Blakes analogy is fairly accurate...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;slightly underwhelming surprise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I like his blue eyes, never noticed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;them with the mask on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;-roasting....i bet this gets interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-comedy and trauma? Interesting mix...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-can you roast diplomatically?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many guys do you think cross the line?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If you dont want to make a girl cry, dont make her cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its ruthless? Since when is dating ruthless??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-roast master general is an odd name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Awe ames forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ryan p- I agree...shouldve got ridden of bentley.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Its okay youre not funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Blake is pretty funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff was a little harsh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the chest jokes...ahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brads leftovers...ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-William is mean. That roast was not funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hate bentley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Really...bentley...you SUUUUUCCCCKKKK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah lets go mess with the head an insecure&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;crying girl on national television&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-at least 24 were excited, too bad you didnt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;tell her who the NOT excited guy REALLY is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-like that was harsh of william,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;BUT she asked for the roast not him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff your 3legged dog doesnt impress us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hate that she thinks william is the bad guy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;when really its bentley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if you want someone to console you, then dont say&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nothing when they ask what they can do for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-does william not ever come back?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Im juiced? What does that even mean?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I HATE BENTLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-something about you promoting something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She couldnt say promoting a business?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ohhh he knows exactly who said it!!! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh man she loves him more already than she EVER loved brad?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hes not even convincing.. he hardly says ANYTHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-there william is! Just in time to NOT get the rose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh goodness for a second there I thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;it was bentley getting the rose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HES CHECKING OUT?! FINALLLLLYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Steamy pool, rock pathway, pacing? Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In love with bentley. ah. No shes a nut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff should be happy his biggest competition is leaving..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;why is he trying to make him stay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He is SUCH a liar. Ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashley is pretty, how can he say shes not&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;attractive at aalllllll..thats just not true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“heart break is worse than any illness,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;its not just physical pain its emotional pain as well...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“im gunna make ashley cry, I hope my hair looks okay”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DB!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ugly duckling. Ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“i need to go poop it out” SAY WHAT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you coming back? SHUT UP. SHES SO DUMB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he needs to grow a pair. He should just tell her hes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;not feeling it and leave. Dont drag your little girl into it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he has a feeling his daughter misses him and he cant take it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;LLLLAAAAMMMMEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HE NEEDS TO STOP TOUCHING HER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he cant share his heart? Ugh. Kill me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How can this work for her now that hes gone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was she really THAT OBSESSED??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he really does wish the end was tomorrow so he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;could peace out...not be with her. DB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-its annoying to hold a girl thats crying?! JERK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-STOP KISSING HER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HE IS SUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCHHHHHH A JERK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;and SUUUUUCCCHHHH AN IDIOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lets just go to salt lake?! STOP PLAYING WITH HER HEAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lets keep the the “...”  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shes only worth a hook up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hope he goes and finds emily and she HATES him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jp is right. The most real date any of the guys will get.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-None of these dresses flatter her lack of a chest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-apparently ashleys gut doesnt know anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THANK YOU CHRIS. TALK SOME SENSE INTO HER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-william is going to go home because of bentley, thats so crappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is ames wearing military clothes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Im so glad she kept william&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bentley really tried to make william look like the bad&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;guy and he didnt deserve it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SHE FINALLY GOT RID OF THE MASK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oohhh burning of the mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The mask on the toilet is not as good as the mask vacuuming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Next week: THAILAND... AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;thoughts?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5527855228498737718?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5527855228498737718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/bach-week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5527855228498737718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5527855228498737718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/bach-week-3.html' title='bach week 3'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-922930829855238093</id><published>2011-06-02T18:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:20:24.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bach week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here we go again...&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately this week was still not &lt;br /&gt;alllllll that exciting! and also&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately half of the girls at work&lt;br /&gt;missed this weeks episode so we&lt;br /&gt;have less opinions to offer up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-batman wears a chain. sick.&lt;br /&gt;-loving her white dress!&lt;br /&gt;-why are the windows up in the&lt;br /&gt;convertible? am i the ONLY one who&lt;br /&gt;thinks thats a little odd?!&lt;br /&gt;-mask over a beanie? seriously, is he&lt;br /&gt;trying to be invisable?!&lt;br /&gt;-sucks for him that people want &lt;br /&gt;pictures with her; hes a nobody to them!&lt;br /&gt;-seriously?! who plans their wedding&lt;br /&gt;on their first date. super awkward, no?!&lt;br /&gt;-again, AWKWARD&lt;br /&gt;-emerald dress?!...or shirt?! CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;-shes loving verizon...shocking...&lt;br /&gt;-does she know exactly what he does?&lt;br /&gt;-why are girls screaming at her in the middle&lt;br /&gt;of their date? RUDE.&lt;br /&gt;-12 boys, 1 girl, my kind of date!&lt;br /&gt;-her shirt only looks like it has one tie?&lt;br /&gt;-not a fan of her daisy mae outfit...&lt;br /&gt;-pathetic entrance through the smoke on&lt;br /&gt;her part!&lt;br /&gt;-they MUST have been fed the idea for the&lt;br /&gt;routines because they wouldnt come up with&lt;br /&gt;those ideas alone...&lt;br /&gt;-i LOVE the jabbawackeez.&lt;br /&gt;-again, LOVE the jabbawackeez!!!&lt;br /&gt;-i really hope they actually performed longer&lt;br /&gt;than 5 seconds on stage that night!&lt;br /&gt;-this group is the most open about their &lt;br /&gt;pasts as far as i can remember...no secrets&lt;br /&gt;-shes a begger, annoying.&lt;br /&gt;-HATE BENTLEY&lt;br /&gt;-oh batman, you kill me.&lt;br /&gt;-mickey is pretty, shes right!&lt;br /&gt;-seriously, im sick of this coin flip&lt;br /&gt;thing after like the second one! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;-wine "cellar" is pretty bomb.&lt;br /&gt;-that little shot of the mansion made&lt;br /&gt;it look like it was FALLING APART!&lt;br /&gt;-mickeys voice sounds pretty flat&lt;br /&gt;-coin toss for a rose. AAAHHH&lt;br /&gt;-mickey was SO shocked by colbie calliat &lt;br /&gt;being there, it was cute!&lt;br /&gt;-jps little coin toss idea was cute. and&lt;br /&gt;smart. but MAYBE he could have talked &lt;br /&gt;to her for a few minutes first!&lt;br /&gt;-nicks little line dance was lame.&lt;br /&gt;-stair case convo with the mask?!&lt;br /&gt;        WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;-cant believe the mask didnt come off!&lt;br /&gt;-pretty dress but she cant hardly move&lt;br /&gt;-HATE HATE HATE HATE BENTLEYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-why does she love bentley, WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;-loving mickeys green shirt&lt;br /&gt;-not too upset about anyone she kicked off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-922930829855238093?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/922930829855238093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/bach-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/922930829855238093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/922930829855238093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/06/bach-week-2.html' title='bach week 2'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-895385861655582893</id><published>2011-05-24T20:57:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:39:06.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GYNOGIRLS BACHELORETTE GOSSIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;first of all let me apologize that these are in &lt;br /&gt;reverse alphabetical order...except for batman here:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who of you are familiar with the&lt;br /&gt;morman in manhattan blog, but i love it! annnnd&lt;br /&gt;i stole this idea from her. she and some friends&lt;br /&gt;would get together watch the bach. and blog&lt;br /&gt;about it. so me and the girls at work discuss&lt;br /&gt;the bach. on a weekly basis and these will&lt;br /&gt;be our little tidbits! enjoy&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXzC0gch_0M/TdyCnXEDmNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/msW9Puogw3Y/s1600/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXzC0gch_0M/TdyCnXEDmNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/msW9Puogw3Y/s320/batman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502848514332882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; my dear friend batman. aka JEFF. &lt;br /&gt;he wont take off the mask. &lt;br /&gt;mental stability is questionable!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CN19_EHhCeU/TdyCnFtR3zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/q0IQSTPXs94/s1600/william.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CN19_EHhCeU/TdyCnFtR3zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/q0IQSTPXs94/s320/william.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502843855396658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;william- seems like a sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;too bad he probably works for verizon.&lt;br /&gt;his apartment looked like a college dorm.&lt;br /&gt;not many of us would seriously consider him&lt;br /&gt;which is too bad. he seems so nice!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJnAo_c_dA0/TdyChlYJLiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AiYU4kQxQok/s1600/west.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJnAo_c_dA0/TdyChlYJLiI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AiYU4kQxQok/s320/west.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502749277466146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;west- love the compass idea.&lt;br /&gt;worried hes not over his former wife.&lt;br /&gt;ps did that story not just tug at&lt;br /&gt;your heart strings?! so sad!&lt;br /&gt;but loving the name, different but&lt;br /&gt;not straight up weird!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRH_uoPnngk/TdyChCw1Q5I/AAAAAAAAATs/ZzYJACrnSfE/s1600/stephen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRH_uoPnngk/TdyChCw1Q5I/AAAAAAAAATs/ZzYJACrnSfE/s320/stephen.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502739985777554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;stephen- really?! a hair dresser?&lt;br /&gt;i'd pass! he was a little too interested in her new &lt;br /&gt;hair color! and his hair isnt even great!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxDvWKlqlW8/TdyCgpUDYaI/AAAAAAAAATk/N77yAjb3s7k/s1600/ryan%2Bp%2Bfirst%2Brose.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxDvWKlqlW8/TdyCgpUDYaI/AAAAAAAAATk/N77yAjb3s7k/s320/ryan%2Bp%2Bfirst%2Brose.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502733154181538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; ryan p- we love him!&lt;br /&gt;and he got the first rose! &lt;br /&gt;hopefully thats a good sign!&lt;br /&gt;so stinkin adorable!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEuYU85VTzY/TdyCgUEcPvI/AAAAAAAAATc/zCHSh8OaP1Y/s1600/ryan%2Bm.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEuYU85VTzY/TdyCgUEcPvI/AAAAAAAAATc/zCHSh8OaP1Y/s320/ryan%2Bm.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502727451557618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ryan m- honestly...&lt;br /&gt;not much was said about him...&lt;br /&gt;hardly even remember seeing him..&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oP9fizJVpSg/TdyCgN3hRPI/AAAAAAAAATU/P9ISyche3Fs/s1600/nick.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oP9fizJVpSg/TdyCgN3hRPI/AAAAAAAAATU/P9ISyche3Fs/s320/nick.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502725786748146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; nick- hair is killer. &lt;br /&gt;not super sure how to feel about this one.&lt;br /&gt;interesting choice?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Csj5j6Ry10/TdyCGM9IeMI/AAAAAAAAATM/JnyUQg4pp6c/s1600/mickey.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Csj5j6Ry10/TdyCGM9IeMI/AAAAAAAAATM/JnyUQg4pp6c/s320/mickey.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502278865254594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;mickey- really wasnt shown much.&lt;br /&gt;fairly attractive.&lt;br /&gt;dar hair. blue eyes. simply AMAAAZZZING!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fhTlAOm9fY/TdyCFxK52NI/AAAAAAAAATE/xI_mHsryN90/s1600/matt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fhTlAOm9fY/TdyCFxK52NI/AAAAAAAAATE/xI_mHsryN90/s320/matt.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502271406823634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;matt- there are mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;mom talking about having sex the first night&lt;br /&gt;is a tad odd for me, but the others thought&lt;br /&gt;it was clever and well played!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcVuvX626Q4/TdyCFjYDqfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/pIODK8ll11s/s1600/lucas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcVuvX626Q4/TdyCFjYDqfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/pIODK8ll11s/s320/lucas.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502267703896562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;lucas- again not shown much.&lt;br /&gt;not terrible looking!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p3pAZsS5xc/TdyCFZ5PMfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oM5I7yWG76U/s1600/j.p.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p3pAZsS5xc/TdyCFZ5PMfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oM5I7yWG76U/s320/j.p.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502265158709746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;jp- cant lie everyone was loving him.&lt;br /&gt;his cute little smile.&lt;br /&gt;ironic cupcake story.&lt;br /&gt;who wouldnt love him so far!?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GdgHGcoME4/TdyCFCzS55I/AAAAAAAAASs/IMx-q-eRxYI/s1600/constantine.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GdgHGcoME4/TdyCFCzS55I/AAAAAAAAASs/IMx-q-eRxYI/s320/constantine.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610502258959771538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;constatine- not diggin him.&lt;br /&gt;bad hair. not cute.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-erJPXZzz_DY/TdyBqeeK32I/AAAAAAAAASk/eIQJZ5ydrlk/s1600/chris%2Bd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-erJPXZzz_DY/TdyBqeeK32I/AAAAAAAAASk/eIQJZ5ydrlk/s320/chris%2Bd.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610501802530889570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; chris d- handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;again another one of those not so &lt;br /&gt;seen boys this episode!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtT87TQa9QI/TdyBqIIy5vI/AAAAAAAAASc/GVUG_qGyri0/s1600/blake.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtT87TQa9QI/TdyBqIIy5vI/AAAAAAAAASc/GVUG_qGyri0/s320/blake.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610501796535658226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;blake- dentist. &lt;br /&gt;not a fan of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;maybe 1 dentist is enough in a relationship.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKXSQYy9Ug0/TdyBp-Ekf6I/AAAAAAAAASU/nZuHwMh2bvI/s1600/ben%2Bf.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKXSQYy9Ug0/TdyBp-Ekf6I/AAAAAAAAASU/nZuHwMh2bvI/s320/ben%2Bf.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610501793833582498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ben f- his hair was so greasy!&lt;br /&gt;winemaker so the girls at the office want him!&lt;br /&gt;seems sweet. needs a good bottle &lt;br /&gt;of dry shampoo to calm down the grease!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFM3iT3ND_k/TdyG-VnmZzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aWIjLo9kD0g/s1600/bentley.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFM3iT3ND_k/TdyG-VnmZzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aWIjLo9kD0g/s320/bentley.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610507641310046002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; bentley bentley bentley- SCUM.&lt;br /&gt;wish he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;ashley is wayy too attracted to him, not&lt;br /&gt;quite as hot as she thinks!&lt;br /&gt;jerk jerk jerk.&lt;br /&gt;can i just say the previews of the&lt;br /&gt;season make him look like an&lt;br /&gt;AWFUL person...way to be!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_FgTgdhW_ZQ/TdyBpuqFy-I/AAAAAAAAASM/DyI5z_9Bh38/s1600/ben%2Bc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_FgTgdhW_ZQ/TdyBpuqFy-I/AAAAAAAAASM/DyI5z_9Bh38/s320/ben%2Bc.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610501789695986658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ben c- is it just me or did they only show like&lt;br /&gt;5 of these guys total? does anyone remember him!?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4eR965LcRI/TdyBpXZW_7I/AAAAAAAAASE/JeMOCyNEAh0/s1600/ames.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4eR965LcRI/TdyBpXZW_7I/AAAAAAAAASE/JeMOCyNEAh0/s320/ames.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610501783451795378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ames- hate to say it, but officially&lt;br /&gt;nicknamed Quasimodo. &lt;br /&gt;no idea why ashley kept him?&lt;br /&gt;he has like a million degrees....&lt;br /&gt;does that mean hes rich? &lt;br /&gt;maybe she wants his money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who just did not DIE about that guy passing out..&lt;br /&gt;like thats an awesome thing to be known for,&lt;br /&gt;"hey arent you that guy who passed out drunk on&lt;br /&gt;national tv?!" "oh yeah, yeah that was me.." &lt;br /&gt;PROUD MOMENT FOR THAT LOSER. geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls at work, and i, look forward to posting&lt;br /&gt;every week. hopefully as things heat up&lt;br /&gt;our posts will get better. feel free to add your&lt;br /&gt;input. CANT WAIT FOR THE SEASON TO PROGRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo "GYNOGIRLS"&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-895385861655582893?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/895385861655582893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/895385861655582893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/895385861655582893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='GYNOGIRLS BACHELORETTE GOSSIP'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXzC0gch_0M/TdyCnXEDmNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/msW9Puogw3Y/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3158351223259869667</id><published>2011-05-23T20:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:24:13.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY (yesterday) TO THIS&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL LITTLE GIRL!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xjGTv9NztQ/TdskMqkpTgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ujl_9F0Zo3U/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-22%2Bat%2B17.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xjGTv9NztQ/TdskMqkpTgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ujl_9F0Zo3U/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-22%2Bat%2B17.15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610117560825105922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; i cant believe my niece hallie&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a mini me&lt;br /&gt;is already 3! i seriously love this&lt;br /&gt;little girl soooo very much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3158351223259869667?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3158351223259869667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-yesterday-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3158351223259869667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3158351223259869667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-yesterday-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xjGTv9NztQ/TdskMqkpTgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ujl_9F0Zo3U/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-22%2Bat%2B17.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4125173208730415562</id><published>2011-05-19T22:23:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:24:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;well i took a break from this whole blogging thing...&lt;br /&gt;but guess what im back! i needed something more&lt;br /&gt;to entertian myself with. as of right now, i still dont&lt;br /&gt;have incredibly excited stuff to post buuuuut&lt;br /&gt;im hoping that in a short 8 months ill have &lt;br /&gt;interesting things to post about my time working &lt;br /&gt;in the hospital as a rad tech student. cross our &lt;br /&gt;fingers that i even get there! ha. 3 weeks into &lt;br /&gt;school and i want to die. school is not my thing! &lt;br /&gt;let me recap the first few weeks to catch you up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week one: &lt;br /&gt;student study skills&lt;br /&gt;...this is a book&lt;br /&gt;....use a highlighter&lt;br /&gt;.....study groups are helpful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework? oh yeah... thats a joke thus far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week two:&lt;br /&gt;positioning class&lt;br /&gt;....laying on your back is a SUPINE position&lt;br /&gt;.....images that are too dark are not good&lt;br /&gt;.......blurry pictures are not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radiology class&lt;br /&gt;....if you smile while talking your voice is more pleasant&lt;br /&gt;......dont be overly touchy&lt;br /&gt;........address older people as MR. MRS. -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework? post an answer to the question "whats your patient population bias?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week three:&lt;br /&gt;position class&lt;br /&gt;.....75 question multiple choice test&lt;br /&gt;.......2 question competency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radiology class&lt;br /&gt;....life expectancy in swaziland is 31yrs old&lt;br /&gt;......homicide is the 15th most common reason &lt;br /&gt;for death in the us&lt;br /&gt;.........cancer costs more than 70mill a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework?  oh yeah another discussion post... &lt;br /&gt;this time on religion/politics interfering &lt;br /&gt;with pt healthcare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in school?? oh yeah... weird i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i HATE sharing a desk with someone at work. &lt;br /&gt;shes only there 2 afternoons a week and i &lt;br /&gt;feel like she destroys my desk on a daily basis. &lt;br /&gt;i literally reorganize every morning..awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hopefully something more exciting will happen soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-4125173208730415562?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/4125173208730415562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-i-took-break-from-this-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4125173208730415562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4125173208730415562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-i-took-break-from-this-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8680195586909961864</id><published>2011-03-14T20:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:57:59.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;HE PICKED EMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7NDoEpkZFQ/TX7jbczUdxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/K1hoU3zeikw/s1600/d4emaynard_I110112192440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584150648713410322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7NDoEpkZFQ/TX7jbczUdxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/K1hoU3zeikw/s320/d4emaynard_I110112192440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;my heart goes out to chantal, especially&lt;br /&gt;since i have SOO recently felt that EXACT&lt;br /&gt;same way. but i KNEW from day one&lt;br /&gt;it was gunna be emily!!!!&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8680195586909961864?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8680195586909961864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-picked-emily-my-heart-goes-out-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8680195586909961864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8680195586909961864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-picked-emily-my-heart-goes-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7NDoEpkZFQ/TX7jbczUdxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/K1hoU3zeikw/s72-c/d4emaynard_I110112192440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5949533920162990626</id><published>2011-03-01T11:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T11:24:53.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;once again i find myself amazed&lt;br /&gt;at just how quickly life can&lt;br /&gt;change. for the good, or the bad.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think id really ever&lt;br /&gt;be one to say "its fate!"&lt;br /&gt;when something happens, but i&lt;br /&gt;guess i will just this one time.&lt;br /&gt;i had an experience this weekend&lt;br /&gt;that quite frankly i can&lt;br /&gt;only sum up to fate because it&lt;br /&gt;was definitely not the weekend i&lt;br /&gt;had planned for myself. and it&lt;br /&gt;is a long story, that for the sake&lt;br /&gt;of not crying at work right now&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to explain at this time&lt;br /&gt;but maybe one day ill tell you,&lt;br /&gt;(not that anyone really cares)&lt;br /&gt;but i just keep reminding myself that&lt;br /&gt;when one door closes another door opens&lt;br /&gt;and im trying to be optimistic&lt;br /&gt;about my little run in with "fate."&lt;br /&gt;im keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;my expectations in check.&lt;br /&gt;and my head held high.&lt;br /&gt;life is gunna be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5949533920162990626?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5949533920162990626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-again-i-find-myself-amazed-at-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5949533920162990626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5949533920162990626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-again-i-find-myself-amazed-at-just.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5972382471077673468</id><published>2011-01-26T13:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:13:25.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TUB_D1S41SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/V2KZJ2Yn5cI/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TUB_D1S41SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/V2KZJ2Yn5cI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566588843252569378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; that word right there describes me &lt;br /&gt;so very well right now. i really dont&lt;br /&gt;think i have been THIS happy in a very&lt;br /&gt;long time. my family is great. work is &lt;br /&gt;good. my boyfriend is amazing. i got &lt;br /&gt;into school.  and im just overall really &lt;br /&gt;enjoying life. things couldnt get &lt;br /&gt;any better:)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5972382471077673468?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5972382471077673468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-word-right-there-describes-me-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5972382471077673468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5972382471077673468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-word-right-there-describes-me-so.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TUB_D1S41SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/V2KZJ2Yn5cI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8293313264919596491</id><published>2010-12-21T08:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:53:59.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt; something about this time of&lt;br /&gt;year makes me miss being a kid. &lt;br /&gt;partially because i wish i still&lt;br /&gt;believed in santa clause. partially&lt;br /&gt;because playing with my cousins&lt;br /&gt;and having our annual sleepover &lt;br /&gt;was something so simple (we had&lt;br /&gt;sleepovers alllll the time anyway)&lt;br /&gt;but during christmas break was a &lt;br /&gt;million times more exciting than&lt;br /&gt;usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i revert back to my&lt;br /&gt;childhood memories i also revert&lt;br /&gt;back to my childhood music &amp;&lt;br /&gt;movies. last night i watched &lt;br /&gt;BEAUTY &amp; THE BEAST - i forgot how&lt;br /&gt;much i absolutely looove that&lt;br /&gt;movie! im a hopeless romantic i&lt;br /&gt;cant help but to love that movie!&lt;br /&gt;and then i watched little mermaid&lt;br /&gt;number 2. it was not very good,&lt;br /&gt;they just realllly RARELY can pull&lt;br /&gt;off a good second movie. i was&lt;br /&gt;disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the music..lately ive been&lt;br /&gt;in the mood for *Nsync, BBMAK,&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys, Avril, Brittney,&lt;br /&gt;all the 'classics' (and yes i use&lt;br /&gt;that term loosely of course!)&lt;br /&gt;but it just makes me so happy. and&lt;br /&gt;i super love when i remember alllll&lt;br /&gt;the words to the song still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think eisley worded my feelings&lt;br /&gt;just perfectly in the song that&lt;br /&gt;says.. "ill shall never grow up,&lt;br /&gt;make believe is much too fun" &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8293313264919596491?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8293313264919596491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-about-this-time-of-year-makes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8293313264919596491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8293313264919596491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-about-this-time-of-year-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1701091605971917546</id><published>2010-12-08T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:09:43.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;IT'S FINALLY STARTING TO&lt;br /&gt;FEEL LIKE CHRISTMAS! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1701091605971917546?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1701091605971917546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-finally-starting-to-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1701091605971917546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1701091605971917546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-finally-starting-to-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8172734628764951686</id><published>2010-11-09T21:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:09:37.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;so for about the last week and a half this&lt;br /&gt;little number has been my nightly date:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNom8V4z9pI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gpJflHaEVW4/s1600/sdfdfs.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNom8V4z9pI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gpJflHaEVW4/s320/sdfdfs.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537781509914883730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; (i forgot how terrible it is to get BACK&lt;br /&gt;into running, i should have just never stopped..)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNom8sq2opI/AAAAAAAAAPk/u7DGR8jI_00/s1600/random%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNom8sq2opI/AAAAAAAAAPk/u7DGR8jI_00/s320/random%2B052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537781516030354066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; but when my legs look like these sexy&lt;br /&gt;things again i will remember why i am putting&lt;br /&gt;myself through this. lets just hope i can really&lt;br /&gt;stay motivated, i NEED this, if for nothing &lt;br /&gt;else but to like taking pictures of myself again.&lt;br /&gt;haha just kidding, but really i do need this. &lt;br /&gt;i am going to get this.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to kick my treadmills butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me to stay motivated?!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8172734628764951686?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8172734628764951686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-for-about-last-week-and-half-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8172734628764951686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8172734628764951686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-for-about-last-week-and-half-this.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNom8V4z9pI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gpJflHaEVW4/s72-c/sdfdfs.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5345220128601634101</id><published>2010-11-02T08:42:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:15:47.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt; here is a brief look at what i have &lt;br /&gt;been up to lately:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNAzc3K13wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QN-f3mWIbA8/s1600/fearfarm.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/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNAzc3K13wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QN-f3mWIbA8/s320/fearfarm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980512977116930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Fear Farm, we went with a huge group of&lt;br /&gt;like 20+ people. (obviously not all in&lt;br /&gt;this picture) and it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;worst part of the night- zach trying to&lt;br /&gt;feed me to the clowns. such a punk! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNAzdnLHiDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/f7I-DzVd9h0/s1600/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNAzdnLHiDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/f7I-DzVd9h0/s320/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980525863176242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; halloween! i love my little kiddos. hallie&lt;br /&gt;is a ballerina, paige a ghost, &lt;br /&gt;and brayden Buzz Lightyear.&lt;br /&gt;hallie and paige are so thrilled to be in this&lt;br /&gt;picture as you can seeeeee, and the wind is making&lt;br /&gt;my hair a hot mess..i wasnt even supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;in this picture but i am actually glad i am! &lt;br /&gt;i love them!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; and last but not least, today is this mans birthday...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNA14x6eYFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H9j3zStCrbE/s1600/daddy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNA14x6eYFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H9j3zStCrbE/s320/daddy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534983191625883730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; hes the greatest man in the whole world. i love you daddy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a much sadder note, which i cannot&lt;br /&gt;believe i forgot to write this morning, &lt;br /&gt;good ole betty got put down yesterday. it&lt;br /&gt;was a verrrrry sad day for all of us. we&lt;br /&gt;had her for like 11 years and now mom&lt;br /&gt;and pops say no more puppies. sad sad sad..&lt;br /&gt;we miss you betty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5345220128601634101?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5345220128601634101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-is-brief-look-at-what-i-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5345220128601634101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5345220128601634101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-is-brief-look-at-what-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TNAzc3K13wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QN-f3mWIbA8/s72-c/fearfarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3003581155065846099</id><published>2010-10-22T08:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:24:32.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i am skipping letter 29 and&lt;br /&gt;moving onto number 30 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEEE:)&lt;br /&gt;good job on finishing this letter&lt;br /&gt;challenge and even though you &lt;br /&gt;didnt actually do EVERY letter, it&lt;br /&gt;made you think about a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;and experiences youve had in life,&lt;br /&gt;dont forget any of them, good or bad&lt;br /&gt;they changed your life and made you&lt;br /&gt;you. now go call brayden for his b-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3003581155065846099?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3003581155065846099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-skipping-letter-29-and-moving-onto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3003581155065846099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3003581155065846099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-skipping-letter-29-and-moving-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3348852476795206535</id><published>2010-10-21T08:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T08:50:22.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;wow, i am retarded! i have two&lt;br /&gt;number 27's as well! ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;okay well i am skipping the one&lt;br /&gt;about "the nicest person i knew&lt;br /&gt;for only a day" because i dont &lt;br /&gt;consider that knowing someone, i&lt;br /&gt;consider that meeting someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTER 27- &lt;br /&gt;Someone who changed my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not feel it is necessary to&lt;br /&gt;use a name on this letter, purely&lt;br /&gt;because it wont be the nicest. for&lt;br /&gt;a good year or so, because of my&lt;br /&gt;interaction with you i was a bitter,&lt;br /&gt;angry, sad, moody, rude person. and&lt;br /&gt;yet i never distanced myself from&lt;br /&gt;you because i thought "we loved &lt;br /&gt;eachother" and yet i think deep down&lt;br /&gt;i ALWAYS knew that wasnt the case,&lt;br /&gt;because people who love eachother do&lt;br /&gt;NOT treat eachother the way we EVER&lt;br /&gt;did. you caused trust issues in my&lt;br /&gt;life because after 5 years of trying &lt;br /&gt;i thought wed be PERFECT together and&lt;br /&gt;all you did was tear me to shreds!&lt;br /&gt;but now some time later, i am a much&lt;br /&gt;stronger better person! and ive&lt;br /&gt;learned to let go of some of those&lt;br /&gt;issues, because i KNOW not every guy &lt;br /&gt;will treat me the way you did. and&lt;br /&gt;even though this letter sounds angry,&lt;br /&gt;and bitter it is not. we have spoken&lt;br /&gt;about this, and forgiveness has been&lt;br /&gt;given where it was needed. i do&lt;br /&gt;honestly and truly THANK YOU, because&lt;br /&gt;without the experiences we went&lt;br /&gt;through i would not be the girl that&lt;br /&gt;i am today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3348852476795206535?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-6908389732258570081</id><published>2010-10-20T08:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:46:18.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;letter 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last person i made a pinky&lt;br /&gt;promise to..ZACH BORUM!&lt;br /&gt;i pinky promised at the lake like 2&lt;br /&gt;weeks ago that i would get out of &lt;br /&gt;the boat and learn how to do &lt;br /&gt;something, and I DID!!&lt;br /&gt;i told you i have never broken&lt;br /&gt;a pinky promise and i did not &lt;br /&gt;intend to start that day. im &lt;br /&gt;super glad you made me get out &lt;br /&gt;and learn how to wake surf..maybe&lt;br /&gt;one day ill get a little better&lt;br /&gt;at it! but at least i got up right?!&lt;br /&gt;also, i really hope that you&lt;br /&gt;do teach me how to snowboard this&lt;br /&gt;winter. i might wanna cry, and i&lt;br /&gt;might tell you i hate you a time or &lt;br /&gt;two, but i know it will totalllly be&lt;br /&gt;worth it! and i super hope i dont break&lt;br /&gt;any bones, or then i WILL really hate&lt;br /&gt;you. im happy your family moved into my&lt;br /&gt;ward/neighborhood and we "decided" to&lt;br /&gt;become BFFFFFFFF:) ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-6908389732258570081?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/6908389732258570081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6908389732258570081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6908389732258570081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-26.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3360228785074433553</id><published>2010-10-19T09:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:18:04.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;letter 25-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the person i know that is&lt;br /&gt;going through the worst of times-&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry that i am such a &lt;br /&gt;horrible friend. and yet to think&lt;br /&gt;the thought of you moving away&lt;br /&gt;from me makes me sad. i was so not&lt;br /&gt;excited for you about wanting to&lt;br /&gt;move to colorado for school, because&lt;br /&gt;i am selfish. i am not there for&lt;br /&gt;you very often, but i dont want you&lt;br /&gt;to leave so when i need you, you&lt;br /&gt;will be there. i dont often text you&lt;br /&gt;just to talk anymore, and to be&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETELY honest, most the time i&lt;br /&gt;just ignore your texts. i am so mean&lt;br /&gt;to you, and i KNOW that doesnt help&lt;br /&gt;any when you go through what you go&lt;br /&gt;through every day with your family.&lt;br /&gt;i am so sorry. i promise i will work&lt;br /&gt;on being less selfish and more caring&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to the friendship &lt;br /&gt;you and i have. i hope you know i &lt;br /&gt;love you and care about you so very &lt;br /&gt;much, i just dont show it very well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3360228785074433553?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3360228785074433553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-25-to-person-i-know-that-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3360228785074433553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3360228785074433553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-25-to-person-i-know-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8801280482130540788</id><published>2010-10-18T09:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T13:54:50.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED A FEW DAYS SO THERE IS MORE&lt;br /&gt;THAN ONE LETTER ON THIS POST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure it didnt take anyone else &lt;br /&gt;as long as it has taken me to realize&lt;br /&gt;i have two number 18's. dont&lt;br /&gt;hate, sometimes i cant count thats&lt;br /&gt;all:) so i am skipping the first &lt;br /&gt;number 18 &amp; going to the second&lt;br /&gt;number 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Someone that pesters my mind, good&lt;br /&gt;or bad-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant get too specific here, i dont&lt;br /&gt;want to be a creeper.so this letter&lt;br /&gt;will be short, simple and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;as of late i think about you probably&lt;br /&gt;213847238 times a day..and thats a&lt;br /&gt;lot, but its definitely for the better:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now skipping letter 20, because i&lt;br /&gt;do not believe there is a reason to&lt;br /&gt;open up old wounds. things happen!&lt;br /&gt;i am also skippin letter 21, because&lt;br /&gt;you judge everyone by their first &lt;br /&gt;impression, but that doesnt mean much..&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i am skipping 22 also, because&lt;br /&gt;i give EVERYONE more chances than they&lt;br /&gt;ever deserve, i always have and always&lt;br /&gt;will, its sometimes a strength, other&lt;br /&gt;times a major weakness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*letter 23, THE LAST PERSON I KISSED-&lt;br /&gt;i guess i corrupted you, seeing as how&lt;br /&gt;you have never kissed a girl who wasnt&lt;br /&gt;actually your girlfriend, until me.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.im sure you were fine with &lt;br /&gt;it, i mean you hadnt kissed a girl &lt;br /&gt;in over 2 yrs so i cant really blame &lt;br /&gt;you. i wish you the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and the final letter that catches me up&lt;br /&gt;to today!letter #24 - the person who &lt;br /&gt;gave me my favorite memory-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id have to say this memory belongs with &lt;br /&gt;my first kiss. i was 13, you were older,&lt;br /&gt;and quite possibly the most amazing boy&lt;br /&gt;i had ever met. i was in love, yes even &lt;br /&gt;at 13. you changed my life forever, and&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i love you for that, other&lt;br /&gt;times i hate you for that too. but im&lt;br /&gt;beyond grateful for the experiences you&lt;br /&gt;gave me.i dont think a girl ever forgets&lt;br /&gt;her first kiss, and i can remember a&lt;br /&gt;majority of that entire day, down to what&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing. yes, that day was THAT&lt;br /&gt;important to me. again, thank you for that&lt;br /&gt;day, and for being the friend you continue&lt;br /&gt;to be. Good luck in the UAE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8801280482130540788?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8801280482130540788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-missed-few-days-so-there-is-more-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8801280482130540788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8801280482130540788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-missed-few-days-so-there-is-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-6327761870187993601</id><published>2010-10-15T10:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:10:53.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt; i am skipping letter number 16&lt;br /&gt;and moving onto letter 17,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somone from my childhood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISTER KILLPACK- as a little girl&lt;br /&gt;you were like my second mom! &lt;br /&gt;even though you had all boys, you&lt;br /&gt;owned an easy bake oven, a mickey&lt;br /&gt;dees fry makerand a million other&lt;br /&gt;little girl bakery things. i loved&lt;br /&gt;it. i remember just getting off&lt;br /&gt;the bus at your house every day and&lt;br /&gt;staying there as late as i could,&lt;br /&gt;you guys were like my second family&lt;br /&gt;and i loved it. i basically grew&lt;br /&gt;up with 6 brothers..even though i&lt;br /&gt;always wanted to marry ben..weird..&lt;br /&gt;ha. i miss living around the corner&lt;br /&gt;from you guys but i am so grateful&lt;br /&gt;that we run into each other from time&lt;br /&gt;to time. you are adorable and i &lt;br /&gt;love you so very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-6327761870187993601?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-719908380495036574</id><published>2010-10-14T08:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:52:19.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;well once again i am skipping a letter,&lt;br /&gt;number 13. i have to be honest, i am not&lt;br /&gt;too concerned about who has a grudge &lt;br /&gt;against me, and maybe thats rude but it&lt;br /&gt;is their deal not mine:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will also be combining letters 14 &amp;15&lt;br /&gt;because they are infact one in the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though there are 2 of them..ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB_ i miss you mister missionary. i feel&lt;br /&gt;as of late we have less and less to &lt;br /&gt;talk about in our letters and it makes me&lt;br /&gt;sad. you just need to come home and we&lt;br /&gt;can be bff again and everything will be so&lt;br /&gt;much better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karebear_ i feel like every one of these &lt;br /&gt;stikin letters about missing someone is&lt;br /&gt;about you! hhmmm, i wonder why!? maybe b/c&lt;br /&gt;you are my best friend in the whole entire&lt;br /&gt;world and like one of the onnlllyyyy girls&lt;br /&gt;i ever talk to, i live in a boys world, AHH.&lt;br /&gt;i super hope you come visit for thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;so i can see that cute little belly of yours&lt;br /&gt;and then christmas! we need to get this&lt;br /&gt;little boy a name! i wanna buy him presents!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna come visit you in texas!! we need to&lt;br /&gt;plan a weekend and ill totalllly come in like&lt;br /&gt;a millisecond! miss you girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1634228920129022134</id><published>2010-10-13T08:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:07:01.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i a no skipping letter 11&lt;br /&gt;and moving onto letter 12-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who has hurt me-&lt;br /&gt; i can think of a few of you,&lt;br /&gt;but it also reminds me of this&lt;br /&gt;quote: &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TLXYMcWk-ZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TZjTqcqcpxM/s1600/matter-most.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 81px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TLXYMcWk-ZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TZjTqcqcpxM/s200/matter-most.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527561825948072338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obviously at the time you&lt;br /&gt;mattered to me a lot. but just&lt;br /&gt;like i wrote in the letter to&lt;br /&gt;my "exes" it made me who i am&lt;br /&gt;so i can't really say i am angry&lt;br /&gt;about it. sometimes i feel like&lt;br /&gt;you owe me so much because of&lt;br /&gt;how you made me feel, but i KNOW&lt;br /&gt;in at least one instance, i was just&lt;br /&gt;as bad if not worse to you. some&lt;br /&gt;people would be skeptical of this, &lt;br /&gt;but i truly believe time heals all&lt;br /&gt;wounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1634228920129022134?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TLXYMcWk-ZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TZjTqcqcpxM/s72-c/matter-most.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2885532289907857863</id><published>2010-10-12T08:56:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T09:25:24.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i am skipping letter # 9 because&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who i would like to meet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but letter(s) # 10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no specific order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen- i miss talking to you all the time!&lt;br /&gt;its sad that now you are no longer around &lt;br /&gt;the corner from me and we talk wayy less. i&lt;br /&gt;miss just being able to call you and be &lt;br /&gt;like lets go shopping tonight! or just come&lt;br /&gt;by your house to get music off itunes. &lt;br /&gt;i wish you still lived in az and not stikin&lt;br /&gt;texas! ggrrr. but i am coming to play&lt;br /&gt;soon i hope! i miss you so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessi- although ASU is much closer than&lt;br /&gt;texas, we still hardly ever talk and i&lt;br /&gt;really miss it! i miss you! we used to talk&lt;br /&gt;all the time about anything and everything!&lt;br /&gt;you were my first friend in our neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;and at Ishikawa, ahhh. i miss the good&lt;br /&gt;old days of constant sleep overs, watching IT,&lt;br /&gt;making snow cone juice "medicine" and swimming!&lt;br /&gt;youve been a great friend for soooo many years&lt;br /&gt;and i love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alyssa- WHY DID YOU MOVE TO CALI?!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much. same thing as with karen, &lt;br /&gt;as soon as you move away we stop talking as&lt;br /&gt;much. i miss it. i see our pictures from the &lt;br /&gt;cabin trip all the time and i miss that so much!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back! you need to come home for &lt;br /&gt;a loooong time so we can take a weekend and head&lt;br /&gt;up there! im so glad to hear things are going&lt;br /&gt;well with you and danny, you definitely deserve&lt;br /&gt;it after all that you have been through. he is &lt;br /&gt;one lucky guy! miss youuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JBanner- i miss you so freakin much. over the&lt;br /&gt;past year (yeah, literally almost a year&lt;br /&gt;-16 days and we are half way there!) there has&lt;br /&gt;been so many times when i have hated not being&lt;br /&gt;able to just call you or text you to talk. &lt;br /&gt;you always knew how to brighten my day, &lt;br /&gt;mainly because you are a big dork and &lt;br /&gt;i love that about you! and even though you &lt;br /&gt;plan on moving to utah when you get home &lt;br /&gt;(lameo!) i cant wait to see you again. &lt;br /&gt;ill have my boy BFF home:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jules- ever since you got married i feel like &lt;br /&gt;you died. and i mean that nicely of course!&lt;br /&gt;i TOTALLLLY understand that as a married &amp;&lt;br /&gt;PREGNANT women you have a lot on your plate, &lt;br /&gt;but i miss you! we have had soo much fun &lt;br /&gt;together over the years! we are gunna to dinner&lt;br /&gt;soon! love you and miss youuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure there are a few other people who should &lt;br /&gt;be on this list but i do not have time to write &lt;br /&gt;any more at the moment. ill come back later:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-2885532289907857863?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2885532289907857863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-skipping-letter-9-because-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2885532289907857863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2885532289907857863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-skipping-letter-9-because-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8510315818133042738</id><published>2010-10-11T08:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T09:32:15.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;letter # 8- best internet friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASON- lets be honest, we've never met&lt;br /&gt;in person, therefore you are very much&lt;br /&gt;my best internet friend! ha. i adore you.&lt;br /&gt;i think you are hilarious, and sooo&lt;br /&gt;sweet! i love talking to you, although &lt;br /&gt;it is often quite a bit of time between &lt;br /&gt;our conversations:/ you're an awesome guy &amp;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day you will move back down&lt;br /&gt;to arizona and we can be beeeest friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, abby  &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7134549002437207358</id><published>2010-10-10T19:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:25:13.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i am skipping letters 5 and 6,&lt;br /&gt;and moving onto number 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear ex- well im not going to pick&lt;br /&gt;one specifically, so here is a &lt;br /&gt;letter to all my exes in general..&lt;br /&gt;i have learned quite a bit from all&lt;br /&gt;of you, and although at the time&lt;br /&gt;i probably wanted to kill you, i&lt;br /&gt;truly grateful for anything and &lt;br /&gt;everything you put me through, it &lt;br /&gt;made me who i am, taught me what i&lt;br /&gt;want in a guy, and made me realize &lt;br /&gt;that i do not want to compromise &lt;br /&gt;myself for anyone. so thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7134549002437207358?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7134549002437207358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-skipping-letters-5-and-6-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7134549002437207358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7134549002437207358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-skipping-letters-5-and-6-and.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7093009678142096587</id><published>2010-10-09T19:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:31:26.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;letter(s) # 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeester- well lets see, you&lt;br /&gt;are 9 years older than me, we never&lt;br /&gt;really had much in common. but &lt;br /&gt;i love you. im grateful for your &lt;br /&gt;example. and i love your two beautiful&lt;br /&gt;children. you are such a good&lt;br /&gt;mother to them and i can see how much&lt;br /&gt;you love them and and they you. i&lt;br /&gt;hope you know, even though i dont often&lt;br /&gt;express it, that i do love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bruddda- as my oldest brother i &lt;br /&gt;have always admired you. i always&lt;br /&gt;knew if i needed you, youd be &lt;br /&gt;there. you are absolutely amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i love your drive, and your strength.&lt;br /&gt;and i love watching you with your&lt;br /&gt;beautiful baby girl. you melted when&lt;br /&gt;she came into this world and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;your wife, daughter and future children&lt;br /&gt;are so incredibly lucky. youre the&lt;br /&gt;greatest! i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly belly- even though you are not&lt;br /&gt;my birth sister i love you. i often think&lt;br /&gt;how grateful i am that eric married you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know that there could be any&lt;br /&gt;greater a sister in law than you! you&lt;br /&gt;are such a amazing example to me, and i&lt;br /&gt;look up to you so much! i hope that i grow&lt;br /&gt;up to be just like you. (i know i am not &lt;br /&gt;far behind in age but still!) i am grateful&lt;br /&gt;to know that any time i need to talk to&lt;br /&gt;you, you will be there. even if you really&lt;br /&gt;dont care about what i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;you are absolutely amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broseph- there have been a lot of times&lt;br /&gt;throughout the years that i have &lt;br /&gt;cried out of worry for you. i am so &lt;br /&gt;proud of how far you have come! you&lt;br /&gt;are awesome, you are so helpful to everyone&lt;br /&gt;in the family and i love that about &lt;br /&gt;you, you are a great, loving guy!&lt;br /&gt;and i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jew- you are awesome! ha. i love how retarded&lt;br /&gt;we are. we are constantly "bickering"&lt;br /&gt;and it makes for some good laughs! i am glad&lt;br /&gt;that even though no one else can tell, &lt;br /&gt;we have gotten much closer, just before your&lt;br /&gt;mission and since you have been home. i love&lt;br /&gt;you so freakin much, you definitely make&lt;br /&gt;things very interesting and its always so&lt;br /&gt;much fun! love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7093009678142096587?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7093009678142096587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letters-4-seeester-well-lets-see-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7093009678142096587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7093009678142096587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letters-4-seeester-well-lets-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-57789386770815334</id><published>2010-10-08T15:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T16:23:26.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;first things first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letter # 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom- i love you. i am grateful for&lt;br /&gt;everything you do for me on a daily&lt;br /&gt;basis. you are an amazing women. and&lt;br /&gt;i hope i grow up to have the strength&lt;br /&gt;and drive that you have! we've had our&lt;br /&gt;"rough" times, but i love you and i&lt;br /&gt;know that no matter what you will always&lt;br /&gt;be there for me and love me.&lt;br /&gt;you're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad- as we all know, i am a daddys&lt;br /&gt;girl. i love working with you every&lt;br /&gt;day! it makes me feel like i am&lt;br /&gt;spending so much more time with you,&lt;br /&gt;even though its always really busy. you&lt;br /&gt;teach me so much, and you push me to&lt;br /&gt;be the best i can. im grateful for&lt;br /&gt;the fact that you work so hard to&lt;br /&gt;provide for our family the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;you are an amazing person, and i&lt;br /&gt;the LUCKIEST girl in the world to have&lt;br /&gt;you as my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now onto my next thing, this morning i&lt;br /&gt;went to the lake for maybe the 4th time in&lt;br /&gt;my life. and i LOVED it!!! i finally&lt;br /&gt;tried something other than tubing, and i&lt;br /&gt;tooootally did it! i got up on the surf&lt;br /&gt;board the first time i tried, and i was so&lt;br /&gt;incredibly stoked! now i just need to&lt;br /&gt;get better at all this lake stuff. i liked&lt;br /&gt;it waayy more than i expected, i was&lt;br /&gt;terrified. literally. last night trying to&lt;br /&gt;go to sleep my heart was RACING, i&lt;br /&gt;could not believe in a short few hours i&lt;br /&gt;would be attempting to wake board/surf&lt;br /&gt;i was nervoouuusss! but i did it and i am&lt;br /&gt;sooo proud! and i had the best time!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TK-n0EktUZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9rtW55s7Mes/s1600/laaakkkeee+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TK-n0EktUZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9rtW55s7Mes/s200/laaakkkeee+035.JPG" border="0" 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href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TK-n0EktUZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9rtW55s7Mes/s72-c/laaakkkeee+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5673680796496354467</id><published>2010-10-07T08:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:20:13.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;letter #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets be honest, i have more than&lt;br /&gt;1 crush..so here are my 3 number 2's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crush number 1-&lt;br /&gt;J.T, i have loved you since i was about&lt;br /&gt;8years old. i used to know all sorts&lt;br /&gt;of random pointless facts about you, and&lt;br /&gt;i was soo proud of that. when my cousins&lt;br /&gt;and i used to play house we ALWAYS had&lt;br /&gt;to be celeb couples, i got you and&lt;br /&gt;brit every time. loved it! i need to go &lt;br /&gt;see your new movie, which will be&lt;br /&gt;a miracle because i NEVER go to the &lt;br /&gt;movies!but i cant resist your sexy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crush number 2- &lt;br /&gt;what to sayyyy. uhm MAKE UP YOUR MIND. i&lt;br /&gt;do not like limbo land. i wont be around&lt;br /&gt;for forever. your a great guy, you &lt;br /&gt;just need to figure out what it is YOU &lt;br /&gt;want before you try to involve other &lt;br /&gt;people. -to be read in a sincere, &lt;br /&gt;kind voice; it sounds a little harsh, &lt;br /&gt;not my intention!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crush number 3-&lt;br /&gt;you dont even know who you are, at&lt;br /&gt;least i dont THINK you know who you&lt;br /&gt;are. im not always good at hiding things&lt;br /&gt;so there is a possibility you may.&lt;br /&gt;i guess ill leave this little letter at,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully sooner rather than later&lt;br /&gt;we can see if this MIGHT go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;until then, im just crushin' on you.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5673680796496354467?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5673680796496354467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-2-well-lets-be-honest-i-have.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5673680796496354467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5673680796496354467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-2-well-lets-be-honest-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8487672326051342045</id><published>2010-10-06T09:51:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:30:16.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;last night i fell asleep thinking about this--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER CHALLENGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: your best friend&lt;br /&gt;2: your crush&lt;br /&gt;3: your parents&lt;br /&gt;4: your sibling&lt;br /&gt;5: your dreams&lt;br /&gt;6: a stranger&lt;br /&gt;7: your ex&lt;br /&gt;8: your favorite internet friend&lt;br /&gt;9: someone you wish you could meet&lt;br /&gt;10: someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like&lt;br /&gt;11: a deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;br /&gt;12: the person you hate the most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;13: someone you wish could forgive you&lt;br /&gt;14: someone you've drifted away from&lt;br /&gt;15: the person you miss the most&lt;br /&gt;16: someone that's not in your state&lt;br /&gt;17: someone from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;18: the person you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;18: someone that pesters your mind-good or bad&lt;br /&gt;20: the one that broke your heart the hardest&lt;br /&gt;21: someone you judged by their first impression&lt;br /&gt;22: someone you want to give a second chance&lt;br /&gt;23: the last person you kissed&lt;br /&gt;24: the person that gave you your favorite memory&lt;br /&gt;25: the person you know that is going through the worst of times&lt;br /&gt;26: the last person you made a pinky promise to&lt;br /&gt;27: the friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;br /&gt;27: someone that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;29: the person you want to tell everything to but are too afraid to&lt;br /&gt;30: you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive seen a few friends do it, but i feel like &lt;br /&gt;so few of them apply to me. so ive decided &lt;br /&gt;that i am going to attempt this. &lt;br /&gt;BUT with a twist, &lt;br /&gt;im only going to do them IF i think they &lt;br /&gt;apply to me, maybe one day ill come back to &lt;br /&gt;the other ones if in the future they apply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is MY letter # 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear best friend- I MISS YOU. &lt;br /&gt;more than you could imagine. &lt;br /&gt;i hate that you dont live less than 1 minute away&lt;br /&gt;from me anymore. im grateful i still feel that &lt;br /&gt;i can be "part of your family" i love them. &lt;br /&gt;and i hope your little sisters know if they &lt;br /&gt;EVER need  something i can be there for them &lt;br /&gt;if you cant for some reason. they are my &lt;br /&gt;adopted little sisters. &lt;br /&gt;im so happy i got to be in your wedding &lt;br /&gt;-MAID OF HONOR- HOLLLLA. &lt;br /&gt;and im stoked that i caught your boquet. &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to for your beautiful baby come &lt;br /&gt;into this world. ill need to come to texas &lt;br /&gt;asap when the little one comes! &lt;br /&gt;i miss talking as much as we used to.&lt;br /&gt;love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear other best friend- (yes i have more than 1)&lt;br /&gt;i love you. im so glad no matter what we can &lt;br /&gt;talk as if we talk everrrry single day, &lt;br /&gt;even though sometimes MONTHs may pass in &lt;br /&gt;between. i also MISS YOU! i remember you &lt;br /&gt;telling me in my bathroom while i was getting &lt;br /&gt;ready that you were moving and we both &lt;br /&gt;just started crying. i was trying not to &lt;br /&gt;mess up my make up since i had JUST finished &lt;br /&gt;doing it but crying with you was more &lt;br /&gt;important at that second for sure. i really&lt;br /&gt;want to come visit you in cali. we would &lt;br /&gt;have a blast, just like we did spring break &lt;br /&gt;sr year.. what were those boys names?! &lt;br /&gt;TWO OF THEM WERE THE SAME! ahh. ha&lt;br /&gt;love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear other best friend- one day fairly soon you&lt;br /&gt;wont just be my friend, you will be my cousin!&lt;br /&gt;ahh how exciting! i love that we've stayed&lt;br /&gt;friends through so many changes in both of our &lt;br /&gt;lives! im especially grateful for the fact &lt;br /&gt;you started dating my cousin because without &lt;br /&gt;that i dont know that we would necessarily &lt;br /&gt;be as close today as we are! but i love it. i &lt;br /&gt;know i can talk to you about anything and &lt;br /&gt;that not matter what youve got my back. &lt;br /&gt;i hope you know ive got yours too!&lt;br /&gt;love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,    abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8487672326051342045?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8487672326051342045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-night-i-fell-asleep-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8487672326051342045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8487672326051342045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-night-i-fell-asleep-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2670450954222709185</id><published>2010-10-05T23:35:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:07:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;is it just me or does it seem lately&lt;br /&gt;that everyone is falling in&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://media.photobucket.com/image/love icon/findstuff22/Best Images/Love/love-61.jpg?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Love/love-61.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;and getting married? or having a baby? &lt;br /&gt;that's definitely happening allllll around.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it bums me out. i cant help&lt;br /&gt;but to think "when will it be my &lt;br /&gt;turn?!"i know, poor patheic abby &lt;br /&gt;right?! haha just kidding but for &lt;br /&gt;real, i mean i cant be the only &lt;br /&gt;girl out there who feels this wayyy.  &lt;br /&gt;i just had to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but congrats to all you soon to &lt;br /&gt;be newly weds and mommies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7502518976539941493</id><published>2010-09-26T22:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:56:04.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;lately, i have put my blog on&lt;br /&gt;the back burner, partially because&lt;br /&gt;since i have been home from mexico&lt;br /&gt;i havent had much access to my &lt;br /&gt;own computer, semi my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i need a new power cord for my comp&lt;br /&gt;but after i leave work i dont&lt;br /&gt;really think about it, nor&lt;br /&gt;do i really want to go to the store.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to go tomo. &lt;br /&gt;though because i really miss having &lt;br /&gt;own computer all the time!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my life is not too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;my latest thing is my journal.&lt;br /&gt;i try to write in it every day, and&lt;br /&gt;if i dont i write extra long the&lt;br /&gt;next day! i love it. it is a great&lt;br /&gt;way to relieve stress. im not &lt;br /&gt;gunna lie, today is kid of a sad day,&lt;br /&gt;because eric and kelly left for&lt;br /&gt;a month up to pinetop for a rotation.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me sad i wont get to see&lt;br /&gt;them or my precious little paige for &lt;br /&gt;a month. im going to miss them so much!&lt;br /&gt;today was her blessing, eric did&lt;br /&gt;an amazing job! i might have to take&lt;br /&gt;off from M-town for the mountains&lt;br /&gt;a time or two over the next month! i&lt;br /&gt;dont know if i can go without seem them! &lt;br /&gt;anyway, off to do some other great &amp;&lt;br /&gt;exciting things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7502518976539941493?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7502518976539941493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/09/lately-i-have-put-my-blog-on-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7502518976539941493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7502518976539941493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/09/lately-i-have-put-my-blog-on-back.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8524230115699880075</id><published>2010-09-09T18:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:19:24.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;alrighty so heres a little update of abbys life:&lt;br /&gt;1. was maid of honor at karen costellos wedding.&lt;br /&gt;         i love that girl so freakin much&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImFrkqEgZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XS2dY2haMJQ/s1600/47151_1614357597886_1204681233_31747238_4529172_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImFq-RPCwI/AAAAAAAAANk/WJ1c_dHHx8k/s400/47134_467906074765_579539765_6467416_2039670_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515086192008170242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;and i caught the boquet!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;2. i went to california: disneyland and the beach!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImHTB1aVFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7Dh7wBEbe_A/s1600/59533_1587116801814_1352628700_31559030_5077945_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImHTB1aVFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7Dh7wBEbe_A/s200/59533_1587116801814_1352628700_31559030_5077945_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515087979671606354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImHS6d-otI/AAAAAAAAAN8/elj2Mg9f-9E/s1600/47490_1587059760388_1352628700_31558903_2239294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImHS6d-otI/AAAAAAAAAN8/elj2Mg9f-9E/s200/47490_1587059760388_1352628700_31558903_2239294_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515087977694274258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been having a good time all around. life is great!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8524230115699880075?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8524230115699880075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/TImFrkqEgZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XS2dY2haMJQ/s72-c/47151_1614357597886_1204681233_31747238_4529172_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3569323711946427531</id><published>2010-08-13T20:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:16:27.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i havent had much to blog about lately. ive been &lt;br /&gt;workin a lot and thats about it. nothig too &lt;br /&gt;exciting is going on in my life. i must say i, like&lt;br /&gt;many people am happy lauren won so you think &lt;br /&gt;you can dance but i kinda wanted kent at the same&lt;br /&gt;time! i also watched pretty little liars..hate &lt;br /&gt;that its over, cant wait for the next season!&lt;br /&gt;but i think for now thats all i have to sayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;ill try to be more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3569323711946427531?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3569323711946427531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-havent-had-much-to-blog-about-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3569323711946427531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3569323711946427531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-havent-had-much-to-blog-about-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5355160897986745539</id><published>2010-07-15T22:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:38:45.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i havent posted since ive been home,&lt;br /&gt;crazy. it was like my life line in mexico!&lt;br /&gt;but things have picked right back &lt;br /&gt;up where they left off, except for&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i am working moreeee! right&lt;br /&gt;now im putting a little package &lt;br /&gt;together to send to jordan, his jersey&lt;br /&gt;that he asked for and some pictures! i&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to hear from him again, its been&lt;br /&gt;so freakin long!! anyway life is good.&lt;br /&gt;i love learning new things at work, and now&lt;br /&gt;i get to spend even more time with my&lt;br /&gt;daddy. hes the best. i love him!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5355160897986745539?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5355160897986745539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-havent-posted-since-ive-been-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5355160897986745539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;will be in arizona less than&lt;br /&gt;24 hours from now and i&lt;br /&gt;am soo STOKED! i get to meet&lt;br /&gt;my new baby niece and see&lt;br /&gt;my family. and just not be in&lt;br /&gt;mexico anyyy longer!! ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a look at baby Paige:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/babypaige.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/babypaigejuly12010.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/paige.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; now time to pack!!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3705426316657111206?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3705426316657111206/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2046396623347231580</id><published>2010-06-30T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:39:29.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;so tuesday morning, nicole and i&lt;br /&gt;went to the kindergarten class&lt;br /&gt;we had worked with to say&lt;br /&gt;goodbye..we gave them stickers&lt;br /&gt;and gummy worms and took a&lt;br /&gt;couple of pictures. they really &lt;br /&gt;were so cute. im gunna miss them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/normalveracruzana006.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/normalveracruzana010.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla005.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla015.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla039.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla049.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla042.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla019.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla330.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla008.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/papantla006.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7695480069659013084?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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quiahuixtlan&lt;br /&gt;230 leave for tecolutla&lt;br /&gt;530 arrive at tecolutla&lt;br /&gt;600 dinner at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;8am breakfast at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;9 leave for the El Tajin pyramids&lt;br /&gt;1030 arrive at the pyramids&lt;br /&gt;1 leave for papantla&lt;br /&gt;eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;3 leave for tecolutla&lt;br /&gt;4 arrive at tecolutla&lt;br /&gt;free time&lt;br /&gt;6 dinner at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;9am breakfast at the hotel&lt;br /&gt;FREE TIME/BEEEAAACCCHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;1245 abordar autobus con equipaje&lt;br /&gt;245 comida en casitas, ver.&lt;br /&gt;445 leave for xalapa&lt;br /&gt;8 arrive in xalapa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;730 meet at the park&lt;br /&gt;to visit our last school.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEEEEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HOMEWORK THROUGHT THE TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;we have lots of stuff due tuesday&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh, its seems so long and yet&lt;br /&gt;so close!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8766200656683980057?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8766200656683980057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/alrighty-so-this-is-going-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8766200656683980057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8766200656683980057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/alrighty-so-this-is-going-to-be.html' 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/&gt;other news..homework really sucks but&lt;br /&gt;honestly it gives nicole and i &lt;br /&gt;something to do because we dont party.&lt;br /&gt;also, my mom sent nicole and i a&lt;br /&gt;package last week and we were supposed&lt;br /&gt;to get it by friday.. fedex called&lt;br /&gt;me today, after grant called them, to&lt;br /&gt;let me know that we never received it&lt;br /&gt;because customs will not authorize&lt;br /&gt;beef jerky and fruit punch packets to&lt;br /&gt;enter the country. isnt that so odd?!&lt;br /&gt;but they said they can remove them and&lt;br /&gt;send us the rest so we will get it on like&lt;br /&gt;monday..less than a week before we leave!&lt;br /&gt;haha. but ill be glad to have it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited to get home,&lt;br /&gt;9days:)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5923610758867967736?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3225067688503956434</id><published>2010-06-22T16:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:20:33.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;today for spanish class my teacher;&lt;br /&gt;who happens to be pretty awesome,&lt;br /&gt;took us to this little cafe in&lt;br /&gt;the park to practice for our&lt;br /&gt;spanish final, which i am muy&lt;br /&gt;neverosa for. because for siete&lt;br /&gt;minutos he gets to ask me any pregunta&lt;br /&gt;he wants from siete paginas.&lt;br /&gt;NO ME GUSTA NADA. becuase i am&lt;br /&gt;terrible at answering questions&lt;br /&gt;in spanish. i have like 3 word&lt;br /&gt;answers which means he will have more&lt;br /&gt;time to ask me question. AYE.&lt;br /&gt;i need to learn longer responses&lt;br /&gt;MUY RAPIDO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambien, este noche tenemos&lt;br /&gt;un clase para aprender BAILAR..&lt;br /&gt;NO ME GUSTA NADA. estoy terrible.&lt;br /&gt;seriously nicole said it,&lt;br /&gt;WHITE GIRLS CAN'T DANCE..well i&lt;br /&gt;can, just not the salsa and the&lt;br /&gt;other dances we learned tonight..&lt;br /&gt;especially when i feel like mi&lt;br /&gt;pantelones are going to fall off..&lt;br /&gt;i dont konw if its because i have&lt;br /&gt;lost weight (which i hope it is)&lt;br /&gt;or because we have to dry all our&lt;br /&gt;clothes by clothing line outside&lt;br /&gt;so they don't get tightened by the&lt;br /&gt;dryer..so hmm..no se. anywayyy&lt;br /&gt;i didn't take any pictures of this&lt;br /&gt;monstrosity so SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one more : saturday, sunday,&lt;br /&gt;monday, and tuesday leftttt!!! ha&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3225067688503956434?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3225067688503956434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-for-spanish-class-my-teacher-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3225067688503956434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3225067688503956434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-for-spanish-class-my-teacher-who.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-627540710071886691</id><published>2010-06-20T13:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T13:10:50.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;so i had this great long post written &lt;br /&gt;all about my dad, but i've decided &lt;br /&gt;instead to make it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a daddy's girl, my dad is the&lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING MAN i have, and will&lt;br /&gt;ever know. (sorry to my future husband)&lt;br /&gt;i am so grateful for him, and EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;he does for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADDY YOU'RE SIMPLY THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the only pictures&lt;br /&gt;i have, since i don't have my&lt;br /&gt;computer :(&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/random027.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/abbyanddad.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-627540710071886691?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/627540710071886691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/daddy_4813.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/627540710071886691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/627540710071886691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/daddy_4813.html' title='daddy'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8407196573995009165</id><published>2010-06-18T19:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:24:04.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;alright so i totally forgot to mention yesterday that&lt;br /&gt;for spanish class we watched the mexicovfrance&lt;br /&gt;game at the movie theater here with tons of&lt;br /&gt;locals and it was really awesome. the fact that they&lt;br /&gt;won alos made it soo much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i found out that this mom of one of the&lt;br /&gt;girls here is willing to bring down another&lt;br /&gt;computer from my house for me so as of tuesday&lt;br /&gt;i will no longer have to share with nicole..wooo!!&lt;br /&gt;not that she isnt so nice for sharing it will&lt;br /&gt;just be easier/better when we both have our own!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway today our taxi driver who was taking us&lt;br /&gt;to school was nuts. he said he knew where we were&lt;br /&gt;going but boy was that wrong..we were like&lt;br /&gt;so confused as to what was happening and he&lt;br /&gt;drove like a total maniac but whatever..eventually&lt;br /&gt;we got CLOSE enough to the school that we&lt;br /&gt;could walk..the sucky thing, he charged us 30&lt;br /&gt;pesos which was like one of the most expensive&lt;br /&gt;rides that we've had, especially since he didnt even&lt;br /&gt;take us where we were supposed to go! aye.&lt;br /&gt;nicoles blog is probably much better than mine right&lt;br /&gt;now since i am trying to not have to use her computer&lt;br /&gt;too much so go check it out!! &lt;a href="http://www.stealthebubbles.blogspot.com"&gt;NICOLES BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8407196573995009165?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8407196573995009165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/alright-so-i-totally-forgot-to-mention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8407196573995009165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8407196573995009165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/alright-so-i-totally-forgot-to-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3195703566895085294</id><published>2010-06-17T18:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:35:57.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;today my computer stopped freakin working again!! &lt;br /&gt;so right now i am on nicoles. until i get it workin,&lt;br /&gt;if i get it working i probably wont be blogging&lt;br /&gt;so lets pray that i get it working or i will be&lt;br /&gt;absolutely bored out of my mind!! aaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am gunna go..my brother and Jeff&lt;br /&gt;are skyping nicole right now..but its really me..&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3195703566895085294?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3195703566895085294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-my-computer-stopped-freakin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3195703566895085294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3195703566895085294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-my-computer-stopped-freakin.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4843978394726989875</id><published>2010-06-16T20:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:03:02.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;well sadly i feel like my days are&lt;br /&gt;becoming more and more mundane..&lt;br /&gt;is that the correct spelling?!&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went to the school today&lt;br /&gt;i took some pictures but i havent&lt;br /&gt;loaded them yet..they arent anything&lt;br /&gt;super great. ill have to put them&lt;br /&gt;up sometime though. we have tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and friday left at the school and then&lt;br /&gt;we are just attending the university&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the time..its gunna &lt;br /&gt;be a long 2 weeks since we will be&lt;br /&gt;out of class by 145 with nothing to&lt;br /&gt;do for the rest of the day..i really&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont start feeling SUPER homesick&lt;br /&gt;and emotional the last 2 weeks, i dont&lt;br /&gt;need that!! haha. anyway thats about it&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-4843978394726989875?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/4843978394726989875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-sadly-i-feel-like-my-days-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4843978394726989875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4843978394726989875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-sadly-i-feel-like-my-days-are.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-236588280179364818</id><published>2010-06-15T12:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:57:12.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;today we went back to our kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;class, it was fun. they were excited&lt;br /&gt;we were back since we hadnt been there&lt;br /&gt;yesterday! they are so cute. we are&lt;br /&gt;definitely going to miss them! &lt;br /&gt;we didnt take any pictures today, we &lt;br /&gt;forgot my camera but i was still fun!&lt;br /&gt;all the new students from other &lt;br /&gt;schools are here now, we see a few&lt;br /&gt;of them every now and then. a&lt;br /&gt;couple of them have asked about SB1070&lt;br /&gt;and basically say its an embarrassment&lt;br /&gt;to america. i just keep my mouth&lt;br /&gt;shut because im pretty sure they would&lt;br /&gt;not like me if they heard my opinion, &lt;br /&gt;but hey whatever. also, one of the girls&lt;br /&gt;in our group like lies about it.. which&lt;br /&gt;i find oddly hilarious because she prides&lt;br /&gt;herself on being an activist and helping&lt;br /&gt;people but yet shes lying and making&lt;br /&gt;arizona, where she lives, sound like a&lt;br /&gt;terrible place full of terrible people&lt;br /&gt;but nicole and i just keep quiet! ha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway not much really happened today..&lt;br /&gt;we have some dance class thingy tonight;&lt;br /&gt;we will have to see what that means exactly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-236588280179364818?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/236588280179364818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-we-went-back-to-our-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/236588280179364818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/236588280179364818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-we-went-back-to-our-kindergarten.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-6585135659698012271</id><published>2010-06-14T20:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:03:02.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a lonnnng day. we went to &lt;br /&gt;xico (waterfalls) and only got&lt;br /&gt;to see like one, but it was still pretty.&lt;br /&gt;we also went to this rural school,&lt;br /&gt;which by the way i cannot pronounce&lt;br /&gt;dont make fun of me!! ha. it looked like&lt;br /&gt;a jail, no joke. it was kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;but the kids were really nice. according&lt;br /&gt;to the hispanic kid with us, all &lt;br /&gt;the boys loved me a nicole..but its just&lt;br /&gt;cause we are white!! it was grades&lt;br /&gt;7-9 and like the TINNIEST classes ever.&lt;br /&gt;i felt bad. i would hate a school that small!&lt;br /&gt;but anyway it was a nice dayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/xico028.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/xico018.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/xico023.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/xico017.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;my heart leaf!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-6585135659698012271?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/6585135659698012271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-was-lonnnng-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6585135659698012271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6585135659698012271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-was-lonnnng-day.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1077686378564015082</id><published>2010-06-13T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:43:31.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;last night the flamenco was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;too bad nicole and i both forgot&lt;br /&gt;cameras! ahh. but thats okay, we still&lt;br /&gt;had fun! today we went to church&lt;br /&gt;and they made us stand up and read our&lt;br /&gt;names from the pulpit..i think&lt;br /&gt;they must not get many visitors..then&lt;br /&gt;we came home and have just been&lt;br /&gt;laying around. we have to be up at 720&lt;br /&gt;ish tomorrow to go with our group&lt;br /&gt;to visit rural schools and some water falls&lt;br /&gt;it should be fun! we will remember&lt;br /&gt;our cameras too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1077686378564015082?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1077686378564015082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-night-flamenco-was-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1077686378564015082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1077686378564015082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-night-flamenco-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8466573642763539247</id><published>2010-06-12T17:06:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:18:30.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday &amp; today</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;alright so im behind a day again.&lt;br /&gt;sorry! :)&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the first world cup&lt;br /&gt;game for mexico! needless to&lt;br /&gt;say our class was very excited! it&lt;br /&gt;was really so cute! da shawn,&lt;br /&gt;nicole, camille, karissa, and i all&lt;br /&gt;bought jerseys the other day&lt;br /&gt;so we wore them to school. everyone&lt;br /&gt;LOVED it. the principal took&lt;br /&gt;a picture with nicole and i as soon&lt;br /&gt;as she saw us. and everyone&lt;br /&gt;was so excited we had mexico pride!&lt;br /&gt;we really loved how excited&lt;br /&gt;everyone was for the days events!&lt;br /&gt;nicole has a video clip of&lt;br /&gt;all the kids freakin out when they&lt;br /&gt;found out that mexico had tied&lt;br /&gt;the game! &lt;a href="http://www.stealthebubbles.com"&gt;so check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher of our class also had this&lt;br /&gt;little face painting thing and &lt;br /&gt;did it on all the kids faces, including&lt;br /&gt;nic and i. it was fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY: &lt;br /&gt;today we went to costco. and OMG we were&lt;br /&gt;sooo incredibly happy to be there! &lt;br /&gt;we felt at home! and got to buy sooooo&lt;br /&gt;much food. we spent $1090.35..tons right?!&lt;br /&gt;ha well it was pesos so not QUITE as&lt;br /&gt;much as it seems luckily! and then we ate&lt;br /&gt;at the costco food court. YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;today was really so awesome it will make&lt;br /&gt;this last 3 weeks so much better&lt;br /&gt;for us! also our host family had a BIG&lt;br /&gt;party here today for a relatives &lt;br /&gt;first communion (catholic). nicole and i&lt;br /&gt;were actually asleep for the whole&lt;br /&gt;thing because we got home from costco while&lt;br /&gt;they were at the church. but it was&lt;br /&gt;nice to sleep! we are going out to the &lt;br /&gt;flamanco (spelling?!) tonight.&lt;br /&gt;we really hope its not as terrible as the&lt;br /&gt;last dance thing we went to! and &lt;br /&gt;we found a near by LDS church so that &lt;br /&gt;will be interesting tomorrow! anyway&lt;br /&gt;time to go get ready for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone016.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of the kids with the flags they made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone007.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andres and valeria with the "war paint"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone024.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria jose loves nicole and i, so in return she is one of our favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone026.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaime will not let me take his picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone027.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emilliano is a crazy little kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone003.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher (super cute!) painting luis emillios face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicogameone010.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face paint! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8466573642763539247?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8466573642763539247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/yesterday-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8466573642763539247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8466573642763539247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/yesterday-today.html' title='yesterday &amp; today'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1819225817275641402</id><published>2010-06-10T14:15:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:29:59.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>escuela.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;so this post is a day late. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we spent the morning&lt;br /&gt;at Normal Veracruzana again. it was&lt;br /&gt;lots of fun. we gave the kids&lt;br /&gt;stickers and they LOVED them. i loved&lt;br /&gt;their cute little faces. we&lt;br /&gt;definately got the most rambunctious&lt;br /&gt;class of everyone! but we&lt;br /&gt;probably would die with a silent class!&lt;br /&gt;we love how active and friendly&lt;br /&gt;they all are! we pretty much have all&lt;br /&gt;their names down now, and we are&lt;br /&gt;proud. we even notice who is missing from&lt;br /&gt;class each day! ha they are so&lt;br /&gt;adorable and make being here sooo worth it!&lt;br /&gt;the last 2 weeks are going to kind&lt;br /&gt;of suck without getting to see them. i&lt;br /&gt;cant believe we only have one week left in&lt;br /&gt;the class room! and then its allll&lt;br /&gt;school for us and just doing whatever..too&lt;br /&gt;bad since we dont party like everyone&lt;br /&gt;else there isnt much for nicole and i to do!&lt;br /&gt;but we will survive. unless, we go&lt;br /&gt;to another HORRIBLE "ballet" like really? a&lt;br /&gt;man dancing around in a skimpy black&lt;br /&gt;thong for like 30 minutes..flopping on the&lt;br /&gt;ground and other odd things..who&lt;br /&gt;does that?! and then like this cannibal&lt;br /&gt;girl. omg. worst thing ive ever&lt;br /&gt;watched. luckily it was free!! wooo! hah.&lt;br /&gt;then the guy at DQ was a freakin RACIST!&lt;br /&gt;he would NOT even talk to me and&lt;br /&gt;nicole when we went to get ice cream so&lt;br /&gt;we left and came back with our&lt;br /&gt;friends to see him serving the people&lt;br /&gt;right in front of us..our turn&lt;br /&gt;comes and "we are not open anymore" so&lt;br /&gt;we leave but see people walk in&lt;br /&gt;and then leave..with a dillybar! he&lt;br /&gt;just wouldnt serve us! i was&lt;br /&gt;very bitter. we all were. now i like&lt;br /&gt;1070 even more! haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today we went to the school&lt;br /&gt;again, it was parents day in&lt;br /&gt;our class so we didnt do much. we&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get back to class tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;he are some of the kids!!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/DSC00938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diego y sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/DSC00937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alderbaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/DSC00936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/DSC00929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/DSC00926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlos, erick, y monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/busynormalveracruzana008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me con carlos, erick, monica y angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ohhh and this is our house!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/busynormalveracruzana016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1819225817275641402?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1819225817275641402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/escuela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1819225817275641402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1819225817275641402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/escuela.html' title='escuela.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1399451851923384665</id><published>2010-06-08T22:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:14:58.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of kindergarten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;so today started our first day of kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. the kids are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;they speak sooooooo fast though, its  little tough.&lt;br /&gt;which is slightly embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;we had fun doing a little dance thing with them&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning..i think&lt;br /&gt;it was SUPPOSED to work off some energy, but not&lt;br /&gt;our class. they were full of it, which&lt;br /&gt;was fun but kind of hard! i look forward to spending&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks with them! they are the highlight&lt;br /&gt;of the day! nicole has pictures from today,&lt;br /&gt;so look at &lt;a href="http://www.stealthebubbles.blogspot.com"&gt;HER BLOG&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;im hopin my urge to go home will wear off &lt;br /&gt;being around these little ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1399451851923384665?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1399451851923384665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-day-of-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1399451851923384665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1399451851923384665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='first day of kindergarten!'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1264455570763916273</id><published>2010-06-07T13:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:18:31.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>normal veracruzana</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;this is the school we will be working at. Normal Veracruzana.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and I will be working with KINDERGARTENERS.&lt;br /&gt;we are so excited! &lt;br /&gt;one of the little girls had ABIGAIL as a middle name&lt;br /&gt;and another had NICOLE. we were shocked!&lt;br /&gt;we also saw some 2nd and 3rd graders&lt;br /&gt;they were so excited to see us and LOVED&lt;br /&gt;that we could speak english. they are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;there was another school that we visited also,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know the name. but it was a private&lt;br /&gt;school, verrrryyy fancy. and&lt;br /&gt;insanely different from the public school! it was&lt;br /&gt;intense. they pay extra to be in an&lt;br /&gt;all english class, thats pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;its crazy, because school here is out by 2! (aka lunch time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here are just a few pictures from  &lt;br /&gt;normal veracruzana!&lt;br /&gt;the house and castle are the playground and&lt;br /&gt;the colorful buildings are the class rooms!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/normalveracruzana003.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/normalveracruzana004.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/normalveracruzana005.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1264455570763916273?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1264455570763916273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/normal-veracruzana.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1264455570763916273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1264455570763916273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/normal-veracruzana.html' title='normal veracruzana'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8541539731530512566</id><published>2010-06-06T18:38:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:04:47.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xalapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt; we arrived in xalapa today after a 4 &lt;br /&gt;and a half hour bus ride. but we were &lt;br /&gt;riding in first class, literally.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice. our family picked us up at &lt;br /&gt;the bus station. they speak NO english &lt;br /&gt;and Nicole and i HARDLY speak any spanish. &lt;br /&gt;its kinda tough. &lt;br /&gt;i feel bad that i cannot communicate with &lt;br /&gt;them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, im a little ready to come home :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 more days.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8541539731530512566?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8541539731530512566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/xalapa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8541539731530512566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8541539731530512566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/xalapa.html' title='xalapa'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3746924129120052676</id><published>2010-06-05T14:25:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T16:55:57.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pyramids</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;today has been a long but fun day. we had to&lt;br /&gt;be up and ready to leave by 930 (730 az time) to go down to these pyramids for the&lt;br /&gt;aztech people. (teotihuacan ruins) &lt;br /&gt;they were pretty freakin cool. &lt;br /&gt;the biggest pyramid had at least 250 steps which seems like cake right? &lt;br /&gt;FALSE.&lt;br /&gt;they are narrow, skinny, high steps @ a&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous altitude. like you breathe soo&lt;br /&gt;hard! its kinda pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;but we had so much fun! and then&lt;br /&gt;we headed off to this big museum. i guess its like one of the biggest museums around!&lt;br /&gt;it was cool, but we didnt have much time&lt;br /&gt;to spend there because we left the pyramids late. which brings me to my next&lt;br /&gt;thing. i am SOOO glad nicole and i can&lt;br /&gt;be on time people because there is&lt;br /&gt;a group of 2, sometimes 4 girls who are NEVER&lt;br /&gt;at the RIGHT meeting place at the RIGHT time and it drives the whole group&lt;br /&gt;up the wall. like is so annoying. (in case you cared)&lt;br /&gt;anywaaayyyy, here is a little of day 2::&lt;br /&gt;for more check out &lt;a href="http://stealthebubbles.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;nicoles blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;these are some of the people in our group at the bottom. i couldnt zoom anymore!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity007.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;me on the steps of one of the surronding staircases&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/nicolescamera246.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;we made it to the top! temple of the moon in the back!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity016.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;nicole and i infront of the temple of the sun!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/nicolescamera256.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;kind of blurry but a bee landed in the middle of my flower!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/nicolescamera244.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;temple of the sun!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity017.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;aztec calendar!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity020.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;blowing kisses to my "mexican boyfriend"&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity025.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;i made it to the top!!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity010-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;some of the ruins at the museum!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity028-1.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3746924129120052676?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3746924129120052676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/pyramids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3746924129120052676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3746924129120052676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/pyramids.html' title='pyramids'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8217720312791956493</id><published>2010-06-04T22:20:00.022-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T16:30:20.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mexico city!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so we have officially arrived&lt;br /&gt;its been cool so far.&lt;br /&gt;sadly ive been a little sick, but not&lt;br /&gt;anything i havent experienced at home every month since i was 13&lt;br /&gt;(tmi sorry)&lt;br /&gt;the food is good, of course.&lt;br /&gt;the weather is very nice at night..&lt;br /&gt;a tad humid and warm during the day but good!&lt;br /&gt;heres day 1::&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity010-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/beegail/mexicocity006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8217720312791956493?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8217720312791956493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/mexico-city.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8217720312791956493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8217720312791956493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/mexico-city.html' title='mexico city!'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2900194685694022379</id><published>2010-06-03T13:58:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:22:31.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye life</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;today is my last day at home for a MONTH&lt;br /&gt;its absolutely crazzzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye texting.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye tv.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye house.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye family.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye friends.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye work.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye bed.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye american food.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye ENGLISH.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helllllooooo MEXICO.&lt;br /&gt;hello Mexican food.&lt;br /&gt;hello spanish class.&lt;br /&gt;hello teaching english.&lt;br /&gt;hello kids.&lt;br /&gt;hello new family.&lt;br /&gt;hello rooming with NICOLE.&lt;br /&gt;hello beach.&lt;br /&gt;hello sun.&lt;br /&gt;hello rain.&lt;br /&gt;hello SPANISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;abby&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-2900194685694022379?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2900194685694022379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodbye-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2900194685694022379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2900194685694022379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodbye-life.html' title='goodbye life'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4923896769701444807</id><published>2010-05-31T01:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T01:21:25.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding dress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;lately i have really liked to watch wedding dress &lt;br /&gt;shows such as SAY YES TO THE DRESS and &lt;br /&gt;GIRL MEETS GOWN&lt;br /&gt;(yes to the dress is far better though)&lt;br /&gt;ive decided it is a bad habit because now i like&lt;br /&gt;to look at dresses on line. im not even seriously&lt;br /&gt;dating anyone..sooooo whats my deal?! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR days till MEXICO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-4923896769701444807?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/4923896769701444807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4923896769701444807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4923896769701444807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-dress.html' title='wedding dress.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2208978481171555267</id><published>2010-05-22T21:24:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:39:01.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>espanol</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;currently, trabajo en mi espanol.&lt;br /&gt;i figured since i leave in&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 13 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that i might need to refresh what little&lt;br /&gt;spanish i know. here is what i am doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. watching podcasts by Sr Keim (my stapley jr high spanish teacher)&lt;br /&gt;2. reading a book i borrowed from my aunt elise..&lt;br /&gt;(mainly just looking for words i dont know, to look up!)&lt;br /&gt;3. playing with these cards my mom has - &lt;br /&gt;one english version of each word&lt;br /&gt;one spanish version of each word&lt;br /&gt;one picture of each word&lt;br /&gt;(i will be taking these to the kids in mexico when i go)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am really excited to get there. &lt;br /&gt;and a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;but i am looking forward to an awesome experience!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-2208978481171555267?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2208978481171555267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/espanol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2208978481171555267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2208978481171555267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/espanol.html' title='espanol'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3473567405187819605</id><published>2010-05-17T21:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:22:36.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poet</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;even while reading other people's posts i have thought&lt;br /&gt;to myself "why can't i be 'deep' like that".&lt;br /&gt;last night i found the 2 times in my entire life that&lt;br /&gt;i would say i was "deep" and i've decided&lt;br /&gt;i want to share them. read if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one i ever wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our First Kiss"  Written October 13, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year since our first kiss;&lt;br /&gt;a day i'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;yet as we grow closer together i feel farther apart&lt;br /&gt;with each beat of my heart my love grows stronger&lt;br /&gt;words you say take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;yet as we grow closer together i feel farther apart&lt;br /&gt;when i'm around you my heart beats faster and faster&lt;br /&gt;i get butterflies again just like the first day we met&lt;br /&gt;yet as we grow closer i feel farther apart&lt;br /&gt;my love for you will never end, my life without you&lt;br /&gt;like a broken heart that will never mend&lt;br /&gt;yet as we grow closer together i feel farther apart&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what we go through i will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yours"    Written October 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to count on you to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;now i only count on you to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;i was told a broken heart would make you stronger&lt;br /&gt;never was i told what happens when it crumbles&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with you at 13&lt;br /&gt;i never knew how it would affect me&lt;br /&gt;too afraid to admit, but i knew it was true&lt;br /&gt;the only one i wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;i took advantage of the friendship we had&lt;br /&gt;when i should have just taken a chance&lt;br /&gt;now four years later i give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;only to have you tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;i wish i knew how to mend this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;and it make through&lt;br /&gt;if i could move on, all the pain would be gone&lt;br /&gt;but i don't see a future if i'm not in your arms&lt;br /&gt;perhaps one day my dream will come true&lt;br /&gt;or i will move on and be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;but until then my heart is yours,&lt;br /&gt;for there is nothing i want more&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    ...iloveyou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little cheesy i know, but they were my best attempt. ha&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3473567405187819605?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3473567405187819605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/poet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3473567405187819605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3473567405187819605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/poet.html' title='poet'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4757737931876174977</id><published>2010-05-16T23:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:10:26.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear elder</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday i spent a couple hours re-reading letters&lt;br /&gt;and writing back elders. its great to be able&lt;br /&gt;to communicate as fast as we can get&lt;br /&gt;letters back and forth to each other, but its&lt;br /&gt;not the same as having them at the&lt;br /&gt;other end of the phone. and its hard to figure&lt;br /&gt;out what to talk about. at least when&lt;br /&gt;they were around you pretty much&lt;br /&gt;had a loooot in common. school, finals, friends,&lt;br /&gt;work. just whatever. and you could&lt;br /&gt;talk for hours about nothing. but not in a letter.&lt;br /&gt;at least not me.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss all my missionary friends.&lt;br /&gt;they are really awesome. and&lt;br /&gt;i am super proud of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 19 days till i jet off for&lt;br /&gt;mexico. im very excited. and&lt;br /&gt;sooooo nervous at the&lt;br /&gt;same time! ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-4757737931876174977?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/4757737931876174977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-elder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4757737931876174977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4757737931876174977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-elder.html' title='dear elder'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4930054215314279089</id><published>2010-05-07T18:18:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:32:29.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;so first of all, let me say&lt;br /&gt;that as of today this is my&lt;br /&gt;official way to vent. here is why:&lt;br /&gt;1.on fb i cant "complain" about people without them&lt;br /&gt;seeing, they may not know its them but stillll..&lt;br /&gt;2. other people HAVE to comment on things that&lt;br /&gt;i really couldnt care less about. like why are&lt;br /&gt;two people arguing on my page when it has NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;to do with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read someones blog and they had this&lt;br /&gt;list of pet peeves, or things that are "bad" &lt;br /&gt;about themselves...im gunna think about &lt;br /&gt;these things and some day soon im gunna &lt;br /&gt;make a post like that too, i thought it&lt;br /&gt;was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;anyyyway, i wanna nap before i go out&lt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-4930054215314279089?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/4930054215314279089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4930054215314279089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4930054215314279089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2505222859229313986</id><published>2010-05-07T00:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T01:01:50.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;i think today has been successful with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;new background.&lt;br /&gt;new fonts.&lt;br /&gt;new everything basically.&lt;br /&gt;im loving this more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-2505222859229313986?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2505222859229313986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2505222859229313986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2505222859229313986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think.html' title='i think...'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-502191883643388145</id><published>2010-05-06T11:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:27:25.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;how sad is it that yesterday my day was made by the fact my friend Kyle fixed my computer so that i can now download new fonts. literally that was the best part of my day, but i am sooo excited!!!!!! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-502191883643388145?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/502191883643388145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/502191883643388145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/502191883643388145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/05/made-my-day.html' title='made my day'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4741696774477077661</id><published>2010-04-21T19:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T01:04:36.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snappy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S8-xNELldyI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xJGcgT8TO4M/s1600/r.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S8-xNELldyI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xJGcgT8TO4M/s400/r.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462779711042451234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;this would be the best word to describe me this past week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why you may ask; thats a good question! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its making me crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but i snap at soo many things. it makes me nuuuuuuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;mainly family, OCCASIONALLLLLLLLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;friends. here's tonight since i've been home from work:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;person 1-did you erase the duggar show on tv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me-yes?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1- i set those to record for person 2, and i told you not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to erase them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me- no you didnt, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; set them to record for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;PERSON 2 DOESNT LIVE AT MY HOUSE WHY DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;WE HAVE TO RECORD SHOWS FOR THEM?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;annnnnd, just now. (going to say prayer for dinner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;person 1(same)- abby can you turn off the tv or pause it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me- get up angrily grab the remote from person 1s chair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and pause the tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;person 1- i thought you had the remote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me-(annoyed) no YOU had the remote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;person 1-oh yeah, maybe i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;dur da duuuuur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why do i find my family so annoying this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i need to get outta here, hopefully i don't go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;crazy before a month in mexico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SANITY I BEG YOU- PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-4741696774477077661?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/4741696774477077661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/04/snappy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4741696774477077661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/4741696774477077661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/04/snappy.html' title='snappy.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S8-xNELldyI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xJGcgT8TO4M/s72-c/r.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3398086632892598046</id><published>2010-04-11T23:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:08:37.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird, i know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;okay so this is going to sound a little weird, and im fully aware of that, i just wanted to warn you first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;sooo as im sure you know, i teach the 6 turning 7 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;olds in my ward. one of the little boys told me i was his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;valentine, SOOO CUTE. but as i was reading some quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;on line and soooo many of them were about love i started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;thinking about boys, and my future spouse etc..and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;then i realized that i wanna find a guy who adores me like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;this little boy. i know that sounds odd, but its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;he is just so stinkin cute, he tries to impress me, he loves to sit by my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and he always wants to take the picture home that i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;colored/prepared for the lesson, or the paper that i sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and doodled on while they colored the picture that went along with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the lesson. it sounds silly i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;but one day im gunna find a boy that adores me the way this little boy does;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;at least i hope so! xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-3398086632892598046?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3398086632892598046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/04/weird-i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3398086632892598046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3398086632892598046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/04/weird-i-know.html' title='weird, i know'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1418556524402660196</id><published>2010-04-02T18:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:47:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birrrfffday?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S7adyY5PIAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LDJrHwaELFQ/s1600/cakkke.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S7adyY5PIAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LDJrHwaELFQ/s400/cakkke.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455721487607472130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my biiiirthdayyy. woo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;here is my day so far:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1. im sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;2. i went to the office with my sister to&lt;br /&gt;get her blood work done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;3. i started my laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;4. i went to lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;5. i visited my grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;6. i went and bought some more medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;7. i blew up some balloons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;8. we haven't started yet; but soon we&lt;br /&gt; will be having "my" birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"my" means brayden was really excited&lt;br /&gt;about it being someones birthday, so&lt;br /&gt;HE could open presents and eat birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;what a great nephew ehh?! ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;anywhooo. so even though it might sound&lt;br /&gt;that i was anticipating my fathers death,&lt;br /&gt;which is SOOOOOO not the case, i began&lt;br /&gt;thinking the other day how incredibly grateful&lt;br /&gt;i will be, and am, that my daddy loves to use&lt;br /&gt;his skills with wood working to make me&lt;br /&gt;and my family members all the beautiful things&lt;br /&gt;he makes for us. not only do we loove them&lt;br /&gt;and use them, but they give us something to&lt;br /&gt;have made by our dad especially for us,&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of our lives. i love him so very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;he's simply the best daddy in the whole wide world!&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/6524040635341552731-1418556524402660196?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1418556524402660196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/04/birrrfffday.html#comment-form' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-949837843857982816</id><published>2010-03-11T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:59:19.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately i feel like a</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S5mRr9ms0VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qrBao0tU4fI/s1600-h/shopaholic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S5mRr9ms0VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qrBao0tU4fI/s320/shopaholic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447545408738611538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some odd reason you have to click on my post to be able to read it well. otherwise it is tiiiiiiny. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-949837843857982816?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/949837843857982816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/03/lately-i-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/949837843857982816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/949837843857982816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/03/lately-i-feel-like.html' title='lately i feel like a'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S5mRr9ms0VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qrBao0tU4fI/s72-c/shopaholic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5590275452617421565</id><published>2010-03-07T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:01:18.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother In Haiti</title><content type='html'>http://www.ahandupforhaiti.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother eric is featured on the&lt;br /&gt;third video. he has been in haiti working&lt;br /&gt;with a group of doctors from North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;since last tuesday and will return home&lt;br /&gt;this tuesday. im so proud of him, this&lt;br /&gt;experience will change his life. i love&lt;br /&gt;my big brother more than words can describe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5590275452617421565?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5590275452617421565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-brother-in-haiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5590275452617421565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5590275452617421565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-brother-in-haiti.html' title='My Brother In 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title='journal'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7298474703626967750</id><published>2010-02-14T12:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:14:55.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my valentine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/S3hZsZG3AZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KIiyuknNKI4/s1600-h/blog+post1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-3578633087739054235</id><published>2010-02-08T18:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:39:10.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so far in 210 these are the changes i've made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1. running again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2. watching what i eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;3. dyed my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;4. got extensions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5.  i didn't change it; but now i teach 6yr olds not 11yr olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;6. being better about writing missionaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and thats all i can think of right now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;if i come up with anymore i'll let you know:)&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/6524040635341552731-3578633087739054235?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3578633087739054235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3578633087739054235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3578633087739054235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-far.html' title='so far'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1383804544179347116</id><published>2010-01-31T23:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:23:57.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short and sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;tonight i realized some things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1. the grammy nominee cd 2010 is SOOO different than the like 1990 grammy cd my daddy owns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2. the age gap between my parents and i provides entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; i.e tonight while watching the grammys lil wayne, drake and eminem performed together. which of course my parents didnt like much since it was rap. but my dad ALWAYS notices when people are sagging and of course brings it up. tonight he brought it up by singing "pants on the ground, pants on the ground, looking like a fool with you pants on the ground" (american idol contestants song) to which my mother replied "and they have big black bums" sad thing- they were both SERIOUS. but it was hilarious to my brother and i. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;sweet dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;XO Abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1383804544179347116?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1383804544179347116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-and-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;a few random things for the dayyyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;HARD by Rihanna has come up a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;couple of times in conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;over the past week. the funny part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;is that it is because people think the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;lyrics say "where dem black girls at"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;but really it says "where dem bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;at" hate to burst the bubble. but its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I have had a few enlightened moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;this week. my biggest one being that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;i KNOW that its sexy if a guy has "a back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;bone" -dervived from the sayings that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;go along with the spine/back bone when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;dealing with someones behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;my dad likes to make fun of the tv, which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;anyone would know if they watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;one single show with him. tonight we saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;a commercial about "i heart jonas" which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;my dad could not comprehend. his whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;thing was why waste your time saying heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;when it takes just as much effort and time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;say love. he didnt understand if they meant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the same thing or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;also we watched the parent trap-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lindsay lohan version. i'm not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;if many of you will recall this, but often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the little girls will cross their arms in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;front of their chests with their fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;crossed and like TIGHTLY close their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;eyes. my dad decided he would mimic them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;which was AWESOOOOME. a grown man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;acted like a supposed 11 year old girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;super cute and i wish i could have taken a pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;of it to share with you all. my dad is such a nerd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;i just read on a website that some idahoians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;(is that what they are called!?) tried to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;take a bus of 33 supposed Haitian orphans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;to the Dominican Republic - that would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;later be followed by more children- to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;start an orphanage for the kids? like wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;people are so weird these days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;letters? uhm so my bestest friend is on a mish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;as im sure you are very aware of and after he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;wrote his first letter i responded-it just took like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;2 weeks. i was then chastised for taking so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;so the second time i made sure i got back quickly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;to only have to wait like a MONTH for his next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;letter. grr. ha. but at least i got it! then todayyy i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;got a letter from another missionaryyy. my good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;friend and neighbor of 10 years walker waldie. it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;was awesome because i kept having this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;that i needed to write him but couldnt figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;what on earth to write him so needless to say i put&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;it offffffff. but he wrote me and i was honestly more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;excited to hear from him than i would have expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;next time i ought to listen...dont yah think?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;and last but not least..i was a little disheartened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;tonight when i ran to the store quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;to buy my little primary kids their prize for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;being good and i saw some VERRRRRRYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;attractive foreigners, i just COULD NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;understand what language they were speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;sad dayyyy :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;right now i am obsessed with musiccc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;abby&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/6524040635341552731-404421282979519175?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/404421282979519175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/404421282979519175'/><link rel='self' 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i definately got lucky with the&lt;br /&gt;boys in my classes. couldn't be happier!&lt;br /&gt;i must say i look forward to class everyyyy day!&lt;br /&gt;mmm get me some college boyyy:)&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/6524040635341552731-374834481593413000?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/374834481593413000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/374834481593413000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/374834481593413000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/college.html' title='college.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-4956463554428640526</id><published>2010-01-25T23:13:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:02:44.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friiiiiiends. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so i just found out something i find slightly hilarious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but will go un-named. lets just say, i think its GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;when people have nothing better to do than worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;about someone elses life. like nbd riiight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;anywayyy. i decided today i would dedicate my blog to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my friends.because i have the beeeeest frie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i don't know how i got so lukcy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;here are a few facts/memories about a couple of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;karen: where to even start?! this girl is amazingggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;we have been friends since the 3rd grade! and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;one summer convinced some boys we were sisters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;we had fun with that one. im glad we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;neighbors, i'm glad we are such good friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i'm glad we are visiting teaching partners! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(say whaaat?! ha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i'm glad that she is such a strong girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i loveeee my bestie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jules: IS GETTING MARRIED! ah. and&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bridesmaidddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i can't wait! we've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;close since we met in my 8th grade yr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and her 9th grade&lt;br /&gt;yr. we had a book of notes/secrets that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shared with two other girls for a year. which was great!&lt;br /&gt;then she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; moved; and that was a sad day! (legit)&lt;br /&gt;but i love that we've always stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; in contact and&lt;br /&gt;i'm super excited she's back in az for nowww &amp;amp; i get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to help with some wedding planssss. wooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Jessi: my go to girl. i love her so much. she is ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;there for me no matter what goes on in either of our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lives. im sooo glad i met her 10 years ago. i would not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;be who i am without her. i miss her so muuucchhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(she's at ASU, not even farrrr ha) and i hope she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;knows i love her for ever and everrrr and if she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;eveerrrr needed anything i would be there; no question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;peyton: the new girl in 6th grade..and now one&lt;br /&gt;of my closest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; friends. she was the first person to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ever know anyyything about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; me. she was my&lt;br /&gt;confidant for yearrrs. and part of "the book".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;we had some time of separation; but we could&lt;br /&gt;always count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; on each other. and i'm glad we&lt;br /&gt;"re-connected" this past summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;jordan: what to say about JB?! i love this boy.&lt;br /&gt;he means the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to me. he changed my senior year&lt;br /&gt;big time. i was so lucky to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to be such good friends&lt;br /&gt;with him. and i'm soooo proud of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; for serving a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mission. he is one of the most amazing guys i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ever met and i know he came into my life at&lt;br /&gt;juuuuust the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i wish him allll the success&lt;br /&gt;in the world, and can't wait to see him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;again in two years!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;dexterrrr: whether he knows it or not, i've&lt;br /&gt;considered him one of my clooooose friends for a&lt;br /&gt;long time! i guess you could say we had some&lt;br /&gt;"rough spots" in our friendship, but nothing big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he's a great guy. with good values and a strong&lt;br /&gt;personality. i've felt as if i could always count on him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;kendall: he's a good guy. we have our "tiffs"&lt;br /&gt;but i know he'd be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; there for me in a heart beat&lt;br /&gt;if needed. i'm glad i met him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;sam: i find this boy quite funny. we have some great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;and interesting conversations that i wouldn't trade for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;the woooorld. i can count on two fingers (hint hint) the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;number of guys i can find enough to talk about until 6 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;on multiple occasions. i haven't know him long but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;it definately feels like it's been years. he's an awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;kid that i abbbsssooolllluuttteeellllyyy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;love spending time with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kelly: aka my sister in law. i don't think i could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;have EVER imagined having a sister in law i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;would be sooo close with. she is the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;amazing woman i have ever met. and i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;eternally grateful to have her in my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;she inspires me to be the best person i can, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and to make decisions i feel are the best, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and right for me. she helps me through so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;many things and i know she will always be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;there for me and have my back. i'm so glad her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and i got to spend a week together in NYC--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;just the two of us, to have some awesome girl time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i love my sister so incredibly muchhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;haley: also known as bunk by many. its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;amazing that we started off enemies and now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i looove this girl. we have great conversations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oddly enough, including tonight! she is always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so full of information and stories. i LOVE it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;we both also have a passion for NYC. she's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so adorable and i'm glad we decided to stop hatin' :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;preston: also my cousin! we have gotten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;very close lately which i had neeevveeerrr expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;probably just based off the fact we are 5 years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;apart &amp;amp; he has cousins his age. but he's an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome guy! he is such a gentleman, and will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;make some girl VERY happy one day. i've seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;how he treats girls firsthand-he dated one of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my beessttfriends! girls for real, if you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a man let me know, i'll hook you up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;anyway, i seriously have sooo many amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;friends i could go for like the entiiiiiiire web &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;page but ill stop. i hope ALLLL my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;know that i think they are amazing people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and i feel so blessed to have them in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i love you alllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;here are a couple random pictures of liiife:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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the fact i already brushed my&lt;br /&gt;teeth, so i did it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;the name of a song i heard on the radio&lt;br /&gt;and really liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; the author of my&lt;br /&gt;current read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; and MOST of all, the really&lt;br /&gt;great topic i had set for my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm totally bummed about it,&lt;br /&gt;cause i was excited to write itttt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;so it must have been good right?&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cant remember! ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;anyway. my new revelation tonight was&lt;br /&gt;that when i am older and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;have children i think i need to&lt;br /&gt;have more girls than boys. simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;because i find it so much easier to take&lt;br /&gt;care of my niece than my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;nephew. he is such a little punk. ha.&lt;br /&gt;love him to death but he's a punk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;annnnnd last but not least i would like to say&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS to one of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;clooooosest friends in the whole wide world,&lt;br /&gt;Jules, on her engagement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;to blake farnsworth.&lt;br /&gt;im sooo excited for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;love you both!!&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/6524040635341552731-3026215130414034478?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/3026215130414034478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgetful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3026215130414034478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/3026215130414034478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgetful.html' title='forgetful.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7380461576894320357</id><published>2010-01-14T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:24:16.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time bomb</title><content type='html'>you know those days when it just seems everything is crashing down around you little by little and the smallest thing can set you off? WELCOME TO MY DAY. things are ridic for me right now and yet i cant put my finger on why. the fact that i am working on a day im not supposed to is like kicking me in the butt - yet it shouldnt be because im helping someone else out by covering for them. my dad is trying to be a good dad and talk to me about stuff and it just makes me cry. it's one of those days when you just wanna be alone. and sadly i CANT. with 20 some people constantly around and then a fairly steady flow of patients in and out my door i am never alone. luckily i get to leave at 2:30 and maybe some sleep will help me. although i cant say actually sleep much...i'm sick. WOOOOO. ha. anyway enought about pitiful old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how many of you actually know this:: I LOVE TO READ.&lt;br /&gt;and i have my own "library" of books in my closet. i have probably around 40-50 books in there that i have acquired in like the last two years and that doesnt include any book my mother has boughten on her own.. we have a cupboard full of those books. anyway, i just recently bought four more books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. damaged by cathy glass- a great book! (i just finished it) it was sad though and a little bit uhm grotesque, but was based on a true story. it takes a strong stomach to read it. i would comapre it to A CHILD CALLED IT.&lt;br /&gt;2. the time tavelers wife - this was just made into a movie so it must have been a successful book, right? ill let you know!&lt;br /&gt;3. not without my sister- also a true story. i'm not familiar with it at all though i must say.&lt;br /&gt;4. push- but not that weird superpower movie. but that is about all i know of that book as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read the synopsis on all of the books and they look great. im excited! if you know anything about them let me know! or if you know of any other great books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7380461576894320357?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7380461576894320357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-bomb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7380461576894320357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7380461576894320357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-bomb.html' title='time bomb'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-10291182209707673</id><published>2010-01-10T19:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:47:44.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it even worth it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;you know, once upon a time in high school i stopped hanging out with these girls because i could not honestly say their friendship was worth everything that happened. all the back stabbing, the name calling, the refusal to make new friends, the boy stealing and that's just to name a few issues. it seems once again i'm at the same point with another friend right now..but this time it's a boy!!! i'm in awe. i didn't think i would have to deal with this type of thing again. this time it is a litttttttle different though; he's obviously not trying to steal boys from me haha..but there is a little bit of "name calling" and smack talking..like what boy does that?! but i don't know; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;maybe you guys can help me out... let me know if i am in the wrong on the situation would you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; this boy and i liked each other for like a week TOPS almost exactly a year ago. then probably about 3 month ago he invited me to hang out with some of his friends so i did... then about 2 days later he invited me to hang out again, both times his friend Sam was there and was pretty much the only one of the "new" people that talked to me so not thinking ANYTHING of it, i made it a point to tell my friend that i thought sam was a very nice boy. that started the EXPLOSION. apparently that was the wrong thing to say because being me, i GUESS i cannot think a boy is nice unless i want to kiss him..i didn't even know that about myself..weird right?! so i was lectured multiple times on how i am nooooot allowed to kiss sam. which is definately my decision but hadn't even crossed my mind. anyway, sam and i have continued to talk and have become pretty good friends i would say. but that just brought on even more issues. according to my friend that's a big no-no. like basically sam and i feel like we cant even tell the kid we hang out. we don't hide it because we know he's not stupid but once he knows we hung out its becomes.. "what time did you leave" blah blah blah. NOTHING IS GOING ON. my friend was mad that we hung out on new years...and then a WHOLE 8 days later was mad at us..mainly me?!!..again. does anyone else think that he's freakin out beyond reason.. or am i just completely delusional to think i can be friends with sam!?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;anyyywaaayyyy, other than that life is good. second week with my little 6 year olds went good. brayden came with me to my class because he and hallie have been staying with us since friday and will go home tomorrow. its fun but at the same time so much work. anyway its time to put the little ones down for beddddd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;xo abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-10291182209707673?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/10291182209707673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-it-even-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/10291182209707673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/10291182209707673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-it-even-worth-it.html' title='is it even worth it?'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1365026455561568322</id><published>2010-01-04T19:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:16:58.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what does it say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so i was just looking at a friends blog and the firs thing i thought was "this background totalllllly fits her style" and then i started thinking..does my background fit what people perceive me to be? it's weird the little things that can hint as to what type of person you are. the obvious would things would be language, dress, hair color, make up styles and so forth. but i never stopped to think that even my blog background could say something. or the type of pictures we post on our blogs. i just thought it was funny that something like that would totally strike me as interesting. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway, this new year means the beginning of a lot of new shows. i'm excited. the bachelor and the secret life start tonight. i'm looking forward to it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i hope the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;bachelor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; this year doesn't disappoint me. granted i know who it is already, but i was all for jake at the beginning of last season and then he disappointed me, hope he can keep it up this season! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the secret life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;: OMG i cannot wait. i thought this show was going to be RIDICULOUSLY  lame when it first started but thanks to my dear friend jake i started watching it and fell in loooove. its great. so dramatic, of course. but it has to be that way, thats part of what makes it so great! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway i'm off to begin my night of premieres..yayyyy :) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1365026455561568322?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1365026455561568322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-does-it-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1365026455561568322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1365026455561568322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-does-it-say.html' title='what does it say?'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-9143183269702364598</id><published>2010-01-03T22:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:19:20.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so its the new year. crazyyyy. hopefully this is my year, to get what i want! and i don't just mean material things, just that things go my way in general. my schedule will be a little lighter this semester which i'm totallllllllly looking forward to. i am definately hoping that i can get some more working out in the semester, its been a while and i'm sooo outta shape. my goodness. it has definately been a crazy, busy, tiring, and fun coulple of weeks. the holidays are always out of control with my family. but what can you expect there are like 32453453456345345 of us! and kelly announced on christmas that she will be having a baby, due july 11. and i cannot wait. im so excited. and this summer she and eric will be moving back to their house out in gilbert so the baby and them will be much closer again. i'm excited. i've missed them being close by. hopefully in 2 years if/when they move for residency it's not tooooo far and i will be able to go visit them cause kelly is one of my very beeessssttttt friends. i dont know what i would do without her. other than the holidays life have been fairly uneventful. just working, doing house cleaning and trying to relax before school starts again. luckily i have a few more weeks till i have to worry about that. anywho i think its my bed time, work tomorrow. woooooooo. SKYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw im teaching the 6 turning 7 year olds at church as of today and can i just say i love it. my little kids are adorable! i'm so excited to be able to teach them for the year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-9143183269702364598?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/9143183269702364598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/9143183269702364598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/9143183269702364598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8971133298850552387</id><published>2009-12-18T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:09:06.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it really almost christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I hate to say that it doesn't feel like Christmas&lt;br /&gt;should be next week. I'm not really sure why.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem as cheery, as cold, my house&lt;br /&gt;doesnt smell as much like a Christmas tree as&lt;br /&gt;usual. It's unfortunate. I need to figure out how&lt;br /&gt;to get in more of a Christmas mood. It's way to&lt;br /&gt;close to Christmas to not have the feeling of&lt;br /&gt;Christmas yet. I'm a little annoyed. and maybe&lt;br /&gt;that's my problem, with school and work and friends&lt;br /&gt;and family I feel like I'm go go go and haven't&lt;br /&gt;really had relaxing timee...but now i do because my&lt;br /&gt;finals are over and I'm so excited to get a break! I don't&lt;br /&gt;really have much to talk about otherwise right now.&lt;br /&gt;and sadly I'm tired enough that im gunna go take a nap right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;haha. what a life. &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/6524040635341552731-8971133298850552387?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8971133298850552387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-really-almost-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8971133298850552387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8971133298850552387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-really-almost-christmas.html' title='is it really almost christmas?'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-2132559636022742159</id><published>2009-12-06T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:00:46.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont really know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;...where the time has gone. i cant believe its already been a week of December. i don't even know where this year went. all i know, is that I'm ready for the new year. and I'm ready to set some new goals, and hopefully get somewhere in my life. two more stressful weeks and then a little break. its been a long time coming it seems. also, its amazing that i already have my Christmas shopping done, i think that's like a record. I'm loving it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;oh and today we finally decorated our tree...we were slacking. Brayden and Hallie were here to help, even during the clean up. I've never seen two kids fight over a vacuum, weirdest thing! ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/Sxynu4da_eI/AAAAAAAAADE/-60tW_qwGG4/s1600-h/13732_218967534765_579539765_4060355_3419502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/Sxynu4da_eI/AAAAAAAAADE/-60tW_qwGG4/s320/13732_218967534765_579539765_4060355_3419502_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412385276064103906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;how cute is she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;OHHH AND SHE CAN FINALLY SAY MY NAME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(the first of us all!!!!)&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/6524040635341552731-2132559636022742159?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/2132559636022742159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-really-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2132559636022742159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/2132559636022742159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-really-know.html' title='i dont really know...'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/Sxynu4da_eI/AAAAAAAAADE/-60tW_qwGG4/s72-c/13732_218967534765_579539765_4060355_3419502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7359629883029289860</id><published>2009-12-02T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:10:56.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stress stress stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;well its been quite sometime since i wrote my last post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;basically all that has happened is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. getting stressed. 2. getting stressed. 3. getting stressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and 4. ITS DECEMBER! and its cold. finalllllly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it took wayyyyyy to long to get cold in Az. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;even though i dont love the cold much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;also, i went and saw two good movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;first off i saw New Moon at the midnight showing. and i loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i also loved getting to see Kiowa Gordon up on the big screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i miss that kid so much its ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but then, like chloe i was very excited to see the blind side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it was sooo good. not gunna lie i cried a little bit &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;then on the way home i told my parents we should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;adopt cause i want another sibling. no such luck. grrr. ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;anyway i figured i ought to do a little update so people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;would know i was still alive.. but i need to do my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;homework...which is alll ive done today. haha. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i guess thats the college. &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/6524040635341552731-7359629883029289860?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7359629883029289860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/12/stress-stress-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7359629883029289860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7359629883029289860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/12/stress-stress-stress.html' title='stress stress stress.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-811487157919667062</id><published>2009-11-17T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:45:44.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>electronics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sooooo i got my computer back and it is working &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautifully&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;thanks robert! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;also im in this limbo about cell phones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;its &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; how much i waste on phones and how often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; i want a new one. but currently im planning on getting the new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;verizon phone; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;DROID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;. hmm, so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;tempting&lt;/span&gt;. ha. and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; i need to start thinking about what i want for christmas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i cant believe its time to start that already.&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving is next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;THURSDAY IS NEW MOOOOONNNN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i cant wait. mid night showing with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;bestestestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt;. yayyyy!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3abby&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/6524040635341552731-811487157919667062?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/811487157919667062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/electronics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/811487157919667062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/811487157919667062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/electronics.html' title='electronics.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-6928486550088588844</id><published>2009-11-14T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:31:29.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it seems as if it has been forever since i have been on here. i have been computer less for about 3 days now because it is being worked on by Robert Mckay cause something is wrong. not gunna lie i feel a little naked without it.  BUUUUT on to something better. Last monday i got my first letter from Elder Jordan Banner. i was so excited, allllll day on monday i kept thinking to myself "i wish jordan was here so i could talk to him today..." it was just one of those days you know?! and then i got home and i had his letter. perfect timing right? of course it was filled with a lot of querky, silly things but i could also tell he has already begun to mature. he talked so differently about the MTC, the spirit, and the church in general, than i think i had ever heard him before. i miss that boy a lot. im grateful he wrote me. i loved it! this is the second time over the past little while that i can specifically put my finger on where the lord was looking out for me, and i got a letter that just happened to be exactly what i needed at the time. its amazing. im glad im surrounded with the right type of people so that things like that can happen to me. anywhooo, its been a long day and i have a few more things to do before i hit the hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-6928486550088588844?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/6928486550088588844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6928486550088588844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6928486550088588844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/time.html' title='time.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-5562757367431047293</id><published>2009-11-08T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:48:25.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>homecoming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today was grants homecoming talk. he did a good job. its weird to think hes been home as long as he has. hes already palnning a trip to oregon again though. and hes made my computer retarded by somehow allowing pop-ups through all the time. grrr. but its nice to have him back home because now its our whole family again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this weekend i went out with some of my guy friends to these races again, we went a few weeks back. but this time we, and i mean they, did quad races instead of car races through the mud; which broke sams four wheel drive..yikes.. :(. they were pretty nervous about racing their quads though. it was super fun to watch. we also saw this dragster which was AMAZING. the light turned green and the dragster litterally was on two wheels at the VERY start, went down to four wheels about 50 feet later, back up on two wheels and down 30 feet later and it only took about about 4 seconds to complete the entire race. it was insane! the loudest, coolest thing i have ever seen.. and that is about the only cool thing i have done recentlyyyyy. im exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-5562757367431047293?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/5562757367431047293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/homecoming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5562757367431047293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/5562757367431047293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/homecoming.html' title='homecoming.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-1869426148822215176</id><published>2009-11-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:29:49.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"she works hard for the money..."</title><content type='html'>oh the joy of work. quite frankly its crazy how ridiculous work can be sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, i love working for my daddy! ocassionally though, i cant&lt;br /&gt;handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few of the negatives:&lt;br /&gt;*currently not getting the hours i want because of school :/&lt;br /&gt;*a few incompetent co-workers&lt;br /&gt;*interesting outfits&lt;br /&gt;*interesting patients&lt;br /&gt;*getting shots/vaccinations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pluses:&lt;br /&gt;*a few really cool girls&lt;br /&gt;*getting to be with my daddy&lt;br /&gt;*making money&lt;br /&gt;*occasionally seeing friends and family&lt;br /&gt;*and most importantly getting to see all the cute new little babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like i could be working in an episode of the show The Office.&lt;br /&gt;its gets a little crazy here, so many women! ah. friday afternoons are always exciting&lt;br /&gt;though i definately look forward to them cause everything seems pretty chill since&lt;br /&gt;we do not see patients then. all in all work is fun. leah and i just wanted to say something&lt;br /&gt;about the office on here!  ha. oh and just fyi i think next year the office MAY dress up for halloween, im contimplating being BOOK FACE..i think its a clever idea ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3abby (&amp;amp;leah kind of)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-1869426148822215176?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/1869426148822215176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-works-hard-for-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1869426148822215176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/1869426148822215176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-works-hard-for-money.html' title='&quot;she works hard for the money...&quot;'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-8377797239927430544</id><published>2009-11-01T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:15:57.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/Su5q5y3FyPI/AAAAAAAAACc/7JwW-0eHTF0/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399370544401729778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/Su5q5y3FyPI/AAAAAAAAACc/7JwW-0eHTF0/s320/books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it seems super early to start the count down for christmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i guess i am. only considering im really counting down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the days until this semester of school ends, seeing as how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it only ends a week before christmas! ahh. im pretty sure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have about 10 more tests, and a team prjoect to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before im done too.. so much junk. urgg. school is very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;draining..agree?! i hope so. anyway im off to fill out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;application information for next year.. just tryin to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get a head start i guesssss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-8377797239927430544?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/8377797239927430544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8377797239927430544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/8377797239927430544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-game.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/Su5q5y3FyPI/AAAAAAAAACc/7JwW-0eHTF0/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-6861298003915884710</id><published>2009-10-27T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:51:39.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"not goodbye- i hate goodbye-see you later" John Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuhphaAeQXI/AAAAAAAAACM/_-NWp-5RJ8s/s1600-h/15433_188161124765_579539765_3759829_2627368_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397680176041443698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuhphaAeQXI/AAAAAAAAACM/_-NWp-5RJ8s/s320/15433_188161124765_579539765_3759829_2627368_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if only "see you later" made it any easier. its been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;all i could think about was the fact that i had to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodbye to jordan banner today. it definately didnt make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;focusing in school any easier. im gunna miss that kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a LOTTTTT. he was my bestestestest guy friend&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always had me laughing. i know he'll be an good missionary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if he puts his mind to it! ha :) just kidding he'll be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also, tyler kokalaries left yesterday so sunday was the last &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodbye. i wish i could just be little again when all the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reporting missionaries we sooooo much older than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was mush better than this. hopefully my next two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;years will be busy enough to keep my mind off of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ill be grateful for letter communication now and again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think both of those boys became my friends at very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crucial times in my life. and i appreciate their friendship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more than they know. even though i try to convey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it as often as possible. missions are a great thing and im &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so glad i have amazing friends who never really second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guessed going on a mission or not. they are amazing examples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love those boys. plus all the other guys who have already left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sure there will be more post in the future about the guys as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they continue to leave. but as i said before its been a long day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about time to retire for the night. &lt;3abby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397680295889143426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuhpoYeZBoI/AAAAAAAAACU/A3RaT4FXzUM/s320/15433_188163074765_579539765_3759835_6057304_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;our last hug :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ps. these pictures look so horrible because i took a picture on my &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cell phone of a picture on the computer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-6861298003915884710?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/6861298003915884710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-goodbye-i-hate-goodbye-see-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6861298003915884710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/6861298003915884710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-goodbye-i-hate-goodbye-see-you.html' title='&quot;not goodbye- i hate goodbye-see you later&quot; John Q'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuhphaAeQXI/AAAAAAAAACM/_-NWp-5RJ8s/s72-c/15433_188161124765_579539765_3759829_2627368_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7608629715596914573</id><published>2009-10-25T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:00:03.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>called to serve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuS_21x9H1I/AAAAAAAAACE/yOGqAu-kJlQ/s1600-h/Mission20Field20Cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396649202367143762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuS_21x9H1I/AAAAAAAAACE/yOGqAu-kJlQ/s320/Mission20Field20Cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this month has been bitter sweet. bitter because so many of my friends are leaving, have left, on their missions. but the sweet part is having my own brother come home. now we are all finally back together again, its great! but the hardest part is yet to come with two of my closest guy friends leaving the same day, this wednesday. BUMMER:/ but obviously its for a great cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was stake conference and my mom had to talk, she did a good job. its werid i used to looooove stake conference because it meant nielsons would be there, church was only 2 hours, and we got to color. it was great. but like usual, as you get older you appreciate church meetings for the actual content. we have great leaders in our stake. i think we are pretty lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the rest of my day will consist of making cookies and saying goodbye, again, kind of. yet again, something a little bitter sweet. its ironic. i guess this is really all just part of growing up; the part i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7608629715596914573?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7608629715596914573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/10/called-to-serve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7608629715596914573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7608629715596914573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/10/called-to-serve.html' title='called to serve'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIVsrSoruZs/SuS_21x9H1I/AAAAAAAAACE/yOGqAu-kJlQ/s72-c/Mission20Field20Cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6524040635341552731.post-7794437260017100500</id><published>2009-10-24T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:18:25.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well i have technically had a blog for quite some time now, but i deleted an old one because i wasnt quite sure how to make it all cute and such but im KIND of figuring this out. hopefully i wont have my blog under construction and so forth for much longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3abby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6524040635341552731-7794437260017100500?l=abbeehuish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/feeds/7794437260017100500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7794437260017100500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6524040635341552731/posts/default/7794437260017100500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbeehuish.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-to-say.html' title='what to say.'/><author><name>abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02245955847019293041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jgQNpDupRY/TpYUlfWRamI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gTiMxyWihNk/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
