<?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-5908510417561347951</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:53:25.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sill more to discover</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-4175568797787157193</id><published>2009-06-25T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:44:33.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the M project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont really have anything to talk about today but I havent blogged in awhile so I thought I would. There is a picture I wanted to share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351445779685901746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SkQnlVzxBbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/So2mB_tkBZ0/s320/CIMG4708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YUP! haha I KNOW! What the..?! I told Tim I wouldnt put it on facebook. I never said anything about the blog! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The fact that it is sideways is due to my laziness. You love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-4175568797787157193?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/4175568797787157193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=4175568797787157193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4175568797787157193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4175568797787157193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/06/m-project.html' title='the M project'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SkQnlVzxBbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/So2mB_tkBZ0/s72-c/CIMG4708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-6621294778405542003</id><published>2009-06-18T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:41:53.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>becoming jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sjrex9wKViI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mArhIG5cbCs/s1600-h/n1512407192_30140259_3123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sjrex9wKViI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mArhIG5cbCs/s320/n1512407192_30140259_3123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348832457427408418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So lately I have been ignored. Ryan if you are reading this start feeling bad... NOW.. no NOW.. ok... NOW! haha ok not really. Only once and its meant to be a funny story but being ignored is never funny and you shouldnt tell people ignoring them was funny either. Ryan I hope you are taking notes. :) This doesnt really have anything to do with this post it is just the conversation I am having at the moment. Its funny. Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so I played reception chick again today for the last time. I am SO not gonna miss being bored for five hours! Within these five hours today I was reading blogs and decided to go back and read old ones. I was on Michelles blog and got to her post and the "wreck this journal" and it reminded me...&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in a far away place called michigan lived a very "best good friend". (I looove you, Forrest.) He has always been jealous of my amazing journaling skills. (The fact and I journal and he doesnt) Well very "best good friend" and I were to be reunited in the lovely land of horses for the birth of our little brother, ninja. (Really Ninja just was really good at timing his birth a couple of days before Ryan and I came home for Thanksgiving.) A couple of weeks before this.. the maiden across the hall found this AMAZING source of destruction. In book form. (Michelle. She worked across the hall. Wreck This Journal.) I decided I was going to help "best good friend" through the "horrible" journey of journal writing by giving him baby steps. (I figured start this male off with some destruction was the way to go before springing the actually idea. Ya know. Make him happy first. ;) I gave him a bundle of destruction (Wreck This Journal) and JOY (an actual journal) and sent him on his merry way..... THE END.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. You read this right. I never asked how either went or is going. Yeah. Another example of how Im a bad friend. Maybe I should talk to him more.. Na. Sorry love. :) Mason (another friend) said once (and he was so right) after I moved away. "Remember how you once said you cant have a long distance relationship because you are so "out of sight, out of mind"?.. Well your right! Only it applies to everyone. EMAIL ME!" haha yeah sorry Ry, Mason, and others.&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO BE A BETTER FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(and Im gonna stop moving so I dont have to keep up with so many people in so many different places!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/5908510417561347951-6621294778405542003?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/6621294778405542003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=6621294778405542003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/6621294778405542003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/6621294778405542003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/06/becoming-jane.html' title='becoming jane'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sjrex9wKViI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mArhIG5cbCs/s72-c/n1512407192_30140259_3123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-5773904621805841948</id><published>2009-06-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:36:51.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1+1=peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swam! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-5773904621805841948?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/5773904621805841948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=5773904621805841948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/5773904621805841948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/5773904621805841948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/06/11peace.html' title='1+1=peace'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-4562612818941407383</id><published>2009-06-14T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:45:58.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-ited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note: &lt;/strong&gt;I wrote this sunday but never post-ited it. (yup that was me trying to figure out how to use ED on the end of post-it. been my goal pretty much all week! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today when I got home from church I had an email from an amazing friend of mine who has no idea but she has the best timing of anyone I know. I havent talked to her in weeks so she has no idea what is going on in my life and its like she knew she needed to share. She has been through more in her life in the past year I think should humanly possible to bear and yet she has kept going. She has fallen. She picked herself back up and fallen again. The thing to remember here is she has always gotten back up. Always returned to what she felt was right. I have had the privilege of going through these worldly struggles with her. Through her example I have realized the Lord knows whats best for you. The good and esp the bad things he places there to help you to be what he needs you to be. She understands that. That is basically what she shared in this email. I am so thankful for the wonderful people in my life AND their wonderful examples AND for sharing! See if she hadnt of sent this email I wouldnt of ever known. I LOVE her missionary example! esp. when its within her peers! Her story and her over flowing love for others and God brings tears to my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So.. I thought I would share with you what she shared with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just this song. I think it might of really touched me because I know her and music is really powerful to me anyway. I always put what I feel to some song. Maybe cause Im too chicken to say what I feel... na not really. :) Just that someone else can word it so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SWIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You gotta Swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Swim for your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Swim for the music that saves you when you're not so sure you'll survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You gotta swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Swim when it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The whole world is watching, you haven't come this far to fall off the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The currents will pull you away from your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just keep your head above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found a tidal wave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Begging to tear down the dawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Memories like bullets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They fired at me from a gun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crack in the armor yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swim for brighter days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite the absence of sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Choking on salt water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not giving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SWIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You gotta swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For nights that won't end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swim for your families, your lovers, your sisters and brothers and friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah you gotta swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For wars without cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swim for the lost politicians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who don't see their greed as a flaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The currents will pull us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Away from our love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just keep your head above &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found a tidal wave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging to tear down the dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memories like bullets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They fired at me from a gun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crack in the armor, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swim for brighter days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite of the absence of sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Choking on salt water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not giving in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not giving in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SWIM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You gotta swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swim in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no shame in drifting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel the tide shifting and wait for the spark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah you gotta swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let yourself sink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just find the horizon I promise you it's not as far as you think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The currents will drag us away from our love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just keep your head above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just keep your head above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SwimJust keep your head above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swim, Just keep your head above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SWIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacks Mannequin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"When everything is trying to drag you down, you have to keep fighting (swimming). Sometimes you don't care enough to do it just for yourself - so you have to do it for others who care about you. Sometimes you have to swim for other things that save you. Sometimes you have to swim because other people won't. Sometimes you have to swim just to "show 'em!" The important thing, though, is that you SWIM. And you don't ever stop. You keep swimming just to keep your head above, and then, suddenly, you are winning. So for anyone who ever faces discouragement... SWIM!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Part of the email from said AMAING friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you! You know who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5908510417561347951-4562612818941407383?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/4562612818941407383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=4562612818941407383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4562612818941407383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4562612818941407383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/06/ringer.html' title='post-ited'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-126870909424139219</id><published>2009-06-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:28:01.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o ben. O o jerry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SjLHuU3vxPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/s4jn11pEzZM/s1600-h/2593_1091843385614_1512407192_30234724_8309410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346555306332636402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SjLHuU3vxPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/s4jn11pEzZM/s320/2593_1091843385614_1512407192_30234724_8309410_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today I have been pondering a little. Kinda on the selfish side of thinking. Kinda not really. Basically about my "wants". Now, when I put it that way it does sound selfish but really its not. Think about it. Knowing what you want is definitly not a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;These are my &lt;strong&gt;worldly&lt;/strong&gt; "wants"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to be a BMX biker chick. (and by this I mean I want muscles. see below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;live on the east coast. just close enough to the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to live in a studio apt above a coffee shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;own a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to have long hair and not wanna cut it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;own a awesome camera and know how to use it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to use said camera to capture the joy in the simple. daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;never take out the garbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for jeans to never fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to own a book store ("you've got mail" inspired type of book store)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to have the perfect nook with the perfect chair with the perfect white wooden shutters letting in just the right light (rainy or sunny) with a fluffy pillow and a good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to chase a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to have an unlimited supply of honey buns and caramel apple spice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everytime I see something of no worth and see what it could be to actually be able to change it (im refering to like an old chair and other such design/artsy things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to write a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to own a flat (shoe) in every color of the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know this list was kinda long already but Im sure there are more to come. :) I have these thoughts everyday. ha But it gives me something to dream about. Something to strive for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-126870909424139219?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/126870909424139219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=126870909424139219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/126870909424139219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/126870909424139219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-ben-o-o-jerry.html' title='o ben. O o jerry.'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SjLHuU3vxPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/s4jn11pEzZM/s72-c/2593_1091843385614_1512407192_30234724_8309410_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-9001778948923385340</id><published>2009-05-28T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:11:18.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard core?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I havent been this bored at work in a long time.. So when you have 5 hours of nothing but time you get to thinking. Or list making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;find books for regan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;buy new swim suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my train of thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm... I should get a new swim suit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ugh I have to look good in a swim suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm.. I should get muscles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do I get muscles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BMX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THATS IT! I should be a hard core BMX biker chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They have muscles, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-9001778948923385340?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/9001778948923385340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=9001778948923385340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/9001778948923385340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/9001778948923385340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/05/hard-core.html' title='hard core?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-4342722982281591231</id><published>2009-05-26T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:14:03.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPpy birthday?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sh2exgPHe7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhHYrLrsNtY/s1600-h/4724_1134012199808_1512407192_30316610_7201783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340599306435394482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sh2exgPHe7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhHYrLrsNtY/s320/4724_1134012199808_1512407192_30316610_7201783_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOPpy birthday?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok so I didnt get a picture of the card but I was so amazed/proud of myself for finding this that I couldnt not share! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last sunday was Ryans birthday. Yup. Big ONE NINE! weird cause once upon a time that seemed so old. anyways well I went on a search for a birthday card/present.... well I found this card that said HOPpy birthday with a picture of a little fog. The frog doesnt really apply to anything I just thought I would tell you about it cause it was cute. :) I have always called Ryan HOP and yeah thats pretty much why finding this card was like gold! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OK.. fine.. I lied.. kinda. Yes that was an awesome card but the best part about it is I had NO idea it said HOPpy birthday. I just really liked the frog. HA it was my momma who was reading it and was all "thats so cool that you found this card." yeah. I played along like I knew all about it. Im just that cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Karma Karma Karma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah it happened to me. Or Im just bad at this gift thing cause I got all these different things for him like sunflower seeds and ashley tisdale light up pen and kite... and other fun things from our adventures together over the lives of ZIGGS ZAG (yeah thats us.. ryan decieded one day many moons ago that I needed a nick name so ziggy it became. rightly so he became the zag to my zig haha) anyway so.. right?! WRONG! haha I got all confused or I just have a bad memory cause almost half of the things I got him werent from adventures we took... they were with other people... HAHAHA yeah but there it was still fun... it made for a really good time!! And alot of laughing... at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thanks family. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-4342722982281591231?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/4342722982281591231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=4342722982281591231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4342722982281591231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4342722982281591231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoppy-birthday.html' title='HOPpy birthday?!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sh2exgPHe7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhHYrLrsNtY/s72-c/4724_1134012199808_1512407192_30316610_7201783_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-3980651605499998827</id><published>2009-05-16T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:11:32.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PEG reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sg8rw55nXDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Rnw77DIcUYw/s1600-h/3242_1121400884533_1512407192_30280010_763620_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532202633518130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sg8rw55nXDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Rnw77DIcUYw/s320/3242_1121400884533_1512407192_30280010_763620_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As many of you may know I wrecked the love of my life in March.. Long story short I slid on some ice on the interstate which in turn turned into a serious game of ping pong.. PEG/Lauren vs. I-15... guess who won...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I only had her 2 weeks before this happened which is the saddest part! Janie was AMAZING through this whole experience! I LOVE YOU! She was even the one who came and picked me up from the sence. I think that cop was a little scared of us.. there was alot of crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;btw.. I HATE state farm! For anyone who cares to know. They were horrible to work with. I know insurance companies are bad but this was unbelievable! Alot of stress later she is home and RELOADED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thanks kirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336532114907493634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sg8rrzGGdQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/j8MMPiQ9jQs/s320/CIMG4314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-3980651605499998827?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/3980651605499998827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=3980651605499998827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3980651605499998827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3980651605499998827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/05/peg-reloaded.html' title='PEG reloaded'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Sg8rw55nXDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Rnw77DIcUYw/s72-c/3242_1121400884533_1512407192_30280010_763620_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-1047198203199751704</id><published>2009-05-12T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:29:24.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stringing popcorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;blogging is fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-1047198203199751704?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/1047198203199751704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=1047198203199751704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/1047198203199751704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/1047198203199751704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/05/stringing-popcorn.html' title='stringing popcorn'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-4290788327107002590</id><published>2009-04-21T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:47:19.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the grass on the other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Se492X9S3qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nmSB7gpOfbg/s1600-h/n1512407192_30146470_7890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327263413579210402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 77px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Se492X9S3qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nmSB7gpOfbg/s320/n1512407192_30146470_7890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The top 5 reason my momma wont take my phone calls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. "im eating."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. (coming from a little sibling) "shes sleeping"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. "im exercising."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. "gavin is being cute. im taking pictures."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My all time favorite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. "i just dont feel like it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my Momma.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-4290788327107002590?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/4290788327107002590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=4290788327107002590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4290788327107002590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4290788327107002590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/04/top-5-reason-my-momma-wont-take-my.html' title='the grass on the other side'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/Se492X9S3qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nmSB7gpOfbg/s72-c/n1512407192_30146470_7890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-3984163224911514010</id><published>2009-04-14T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:27:47.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not like a hooker but more like a princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SeTrBNIlP_I/AAAAAAAAADw/GXLsfa-g7A0/s1600-h/2814_1111038305475_1512407192_30255621_1085013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324639065396822002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SeTrBNIlP_I/AAAAAAAAADw/GXLsfa-g7A0/s320/2814_1111038305475_1512407192_30255621_1085013_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok, here is the deal... blogging = takes time! Plus out of the 5 people who know I started this maybe 2 of them read it so really if it wasnt for my love for &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; this blog would not be gracing the world. For the other one who reads you can thank them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This weekend Janie (my roommate) and I fled from unseen danger in the middle of the night. Yes, packed up and ran/drove. Still to this day we have no idea what from. (My mother says we are just getting in the practice of listening to the spirit but I just think we are two scared little girls! ;) Well we show up at her parents about 3am and played a little 007 trying to get into the house without waking anyone up. I really should be the next bond girl. Think about it.. Anyway, we wake up and go to church, come home, sleep, eat, hunt for easter eggs (Bear wanted to help ----&gt; ), and just chilled outside til I got cold. SURPRISE! ha This has been the adventures of The Allred Easter Outing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love my Momma Allred! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I LOVE my Momma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(just in case you are reading this Momma I dont want to get one of those "I see how it is" phone calls. ;) Plus, I cant help that I like her.. SHE believes in the easter bunny. I mean did you see that egg Janies Mommas Easter Bunny brought me! ;) JUST KIDDING! I also love your Christ centered Easters! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O, yesterday Michelle got a laptop. Its a VERY exciting event. The whole story. From the color Blue to the darling FedEx man who tried to deliever it. :) Shout outs and SMILES for new Blue laptops and pink sweat bands!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Other then that I really dont have anything else to share with the general public of the 5 who know! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lauren&lt;em&gt;Nicole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-3984163224911514010?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/3984163224911514010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=3984163224911514010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3984163224911514010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3984163224911514010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-like-hooker-but-more-like-princess.html' title='not like a hooker but more like a princess'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SeTrBNIlP_I/AAAAAAAAADw/GXLsfa-g7A0/s72-c/2814_1111038305475_1512407192_30255621_1085013_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-3211599531068308473</id><published>2008-10-20T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:15:07.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practicing Cucumbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPzzDsiNOFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/p6GfLvXoVyk/s1600-h/CIMG3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259345709681686610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPzzDsiNOFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/p6GfLvXoVyk/s320/CIMG3651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went for a hike sunday. Yes, yes I did. Stop starting at your computer screen like someone died. Now stop checking you have the right site cause you do. Hold your horses cause it was my idea too! I know, I know Im so proud of myself too! :) We, Amy and I, didnt go the whole way but it was really pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was a good day. I look forward to Sundays. Its the first day of my weekend so its my first rest in the week and its just AMAZING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One of my favorite people, Charlotte, had surgery this week. That just sucks for her and if I feel like being selfish me too cause she has been too sick for me to see. Anyway, I just wanted to throw a little shout out to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have the cucumbers ready if you wanna practice! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok well I guess thats about it for today. I never have too much exciting going on besides work but when I do.. I share! (Most of the time. Its hard to find time to blog!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/em&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/5908510417561347951-3211599531068308473?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/3211599531068308473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=3211599531068308473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3211599531068308473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3211599531068308473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-for-hike-sunday.html' title='Practicing Cucumbers'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPzzDsiNOFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/p6GfLvXoVyk/s72-c/CIMG3651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-1107272446989007199</id><published>2008-10-16T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:41:28.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"PeekY" BOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPd70fcX6kI/AAAAAAAAADI/5BTgU1n_vow/s1600-h/gfgf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257807231702264386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="156" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPd70fcX6kI/AAAAAAAAADI/5BTgU1n_vow/s320/gfgf.bmp" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post is for my little sister, KIERSTYN. I wore the ring you gave me today! I really like it! I dont remember where you got it from I just remember you gave it to me. THANK YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I miss you!.. getting me drinks and turning off the light and JUST KIDDING! I miss you and my family in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-1107272446989007199?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/1107272446989007199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=1107272446989007199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/1107272446989007199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/1107272446989007199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/10/peeky-boo.html' title='&quot;PeekY&quot; BOO!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPd70fcX6kI/AAAAAAAAADI/5BTgU1n_vow/s72-c/gfgf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-3846728946520669380</id><published>2008-10-14T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:02:39.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stairway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPUG4JpAn-I/AAAAAAAAADA/SSay0_VnNf0/s1600-h/2063918579_8e257b762a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257115701755289570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPUG4JpAn-I/AAAAAAAAADA/SSay0_VnNf0/s320/2063918579_8e257b762a.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CARAMEL APPLE SPICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I "discovered" this most AMAIZNG drink the other night. It just so happens to be the most amazing cider I have ever had and my new addiction. I cant even discribe it to you other then to say its like heaven... well i guess I really wouldnt know that but its got to be close!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You see I seem to always have an addiction of some kind. In previous times it has consisted of such things as Maverik hot chocolate, Sonic strawberry limeade, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I cant seem to live without these drinks.. while in each different phase, so I guess its a good thing Im ok with being an addict. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-3846728946520669380?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/3846728946520669380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=3846728946520669380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3846728946520669380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3846728946520669380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/10/stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Stairway to Heaven'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SPUG4JpAn-I/AAAAAAAAADA/SSay0_VnNf0/s72-c/2063918579_8e257b762a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-1188470729281687165</id><published>2008-10-02T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:32:29.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck of the Draw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SOUp0UefkkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/aKpbSD0Z8dU/s1600-h/ff.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252650519224095298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SOUp0UefkkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/aKpbSD0Z8dU/s320/ff.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am plant sitting! Im VERY excited that I was trusted to such a postition.. because it just so happens this isnt just an ordinary plant. This plant is lucky. SWEAR. I was told from a very wise coworker, Jacob, the the chinese lady who could have sold this plant said, and I quote in a chinese voice, "You give water, this plant lucky." Or something along those lines. So for the next week that I am plant sitting I hope to have wonderfully lucky experiences. For those of you who know.. Im gonna need such luck this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May all of you be just as lucky for viewing this post with just a glimpse of such a lucky plant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-1188470729281687165?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/1188470729281687165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=1188470729281687165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/1188470729281687165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/1188470729281687165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/10/luck-of-draw.html' title='Luck of the Draw'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SOUp0UefkkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/aKpbSD0Z8dU/s72-c/ff.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-4858233346060417039</id><published>2008-09-29T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:13:57.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S M T W T F S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SOFlkzYeOgI/AAAAAAAAACw/r_yAhl1DvB8/s1600-h/untitledgg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251590323433257474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SOFlkzYeOgI/AAAAAAAAACw/r_yAhl1DvB8/s320/untitledgg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got bored yesterday and when I get bored I get all thinking creative. I cant help it I just want to make something! So Ive been in need of a calendar so here is the one I made for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(see above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Discover is one of my favorite words. Along with DREAM and IMAGINE and... well I have alot. All the stars have a letter in them S M T W T F S and then all the post-its under them for whats going on on that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It may be weird but I love it! And it was fun to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My next project is a peacoat/trenchcoat. I havent decided which. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5908510417561347951-4858233346060417039?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/4858233346060417039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=4858233346060417039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4858233346060417039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/4858233346060417039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-m-t-w-t-f-s.html' title='S M T W T F S'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SOFlkzYeOgI/AAAAAAAAACw/r_yAhl1DvB8/s72-c/untitledgg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-240254624765824757</id><published>2008-09-24T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:03:54.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend At The Knees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNqYz0lpjaI/AAAAAAAAACo/a7_Z0WqiQOs/s1600-h/gg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249676331711040930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="193" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNqYz0lpjaI/AAAAAAAAACo/a7_Z0WqiQOs/s320/gg.bmp" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took a night to myslef last night. This is what you get!&lt;br /&gt;It actually was really good. I was actually kinda sad cause I couldnt go to my mommas baby shower. Yes, thats right my mommas prego. Deal. I thought I didnt care but it turns out I do. Shes so fat she broke a chair. Yup, just straight up broke on her. ;) No lie, it really did brake... just not from her fatness, not that shes not fat cause she is.... HELLO shes prego. :)&lt;br /&gt;Now I dont even know if I can go home when the baby is born... I guess thats the life of growing up. Stupid. Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The rest of the night was good with lots of ice cream and movies. I should be getting fat but I ran then went out to play soccer so Im counting on that canceling each other out. So, basically, if nothing else Im just not gonna change which I guess I can handle... maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-240254624765824757?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/240254624765824757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=240254624765824757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/240254624765824757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/240254624765824757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/bend-with-your-knees.html' title='Bend At The Knees'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNqYz0lpjaI/AAAAAAAAACo/a7_Z0WqiQOs/s72-c/gg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-3015746495587692065</id><published>2008-09-22T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:10:20.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Shines. Clouds Cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNglSKyTgSI/AAAAAAAAACg/Sm6RAC7A-LM/s1600-h/t.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248986359763534114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNglSKyTgSI/AAAAAAAAACg/Sm6RAC7A-LM/s320/t.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I MISS RHOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I talked to him last night and he sent me this picture and I know how much you all miss him too so I thought I would share with everyone. Just to clarify I sent him a picture of me and told him not to forget him so naturally he had to send one to me and this time I didnt even have to ask! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(The only way I am able to get away with posting this picture is because he has no idea about this blog. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-3015746495587692065?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/3015746495587692065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=3015746495587692065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3015746495587692065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/3015746495587692065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-rhop.html' title='Sun Shines. Clouds Cry.'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNglSKyTgSI/AAAAAAAAACg/Sm6RAC7A-LM/s72-c/t.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-295889280994582821</id><published>2008-09-20T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:06:32.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snap. crackle. pop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUnO20y06I/AAAAAAAAAB4/CH09Zd4SBbo/s1600-h/IMG_3459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144076958782370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUnO20y06I/AAAAAAAAAB4/CH09Zd4SBbo/s320/IMG_3459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok.. So here is the deal.. I WANT PIZZA! I dont know why but I have been craving it all week. I actually did eat my aunts pizza for like two days straight but I really want Papa Johns! I love thier whole wheat crust and garlic sauce... mmmm... mrr... its GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now I'm sure you are all curious about the weird little boy (or girl) on this blog. Basically, he/she is here to haunt your dreams.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;JK Its actually kinda funny. I wanted a papa johns logo to blog so when I went to search one this picture of this little boy (or girl, I cant figure out which) came up. It just cracked me up! Naturally I had to use it. hellooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-295889280994582821?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/295889280994582821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=295889280994582821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/295889280994582821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/295889280994582821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/snap-crackle-pop.html' title='snap. crackle. pop.'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUnO20y06I/AAAAAAAAAB4/CH09Zd4SBbo/s72-c/IMG_3459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-964801436506774735</id><published>2008-09-18T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:36:26.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensign Traitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNKrHxLg5ZI/AAAAAAAAABA/7GdYR5T9ChA/s1600-h/2008-chevrolet-malibu-key.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247444665789113746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="122" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNKrHxLg5ZI/AAAAAAAAABA/7GdYR5T9ChA/s320/2008-chevrolet-malibu-key.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, what you hear is true, I was a traitor to Ensign. I crossed the road to Chevy. In my defense I had to have a key made for my car! Also, I did try.. HARD. I spent three hours on saturday trying to get a key cut that would work at prob five or six different places. In the end I knew what I would have to do on monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those that don't know what Ensign is.. its the Honda Toyota dealership I work at and the chevy dealer is across the road. Hence my traitor status. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a happy ending tho.. I HAVE A KEY THAT WORKS! The first time, all the time, day and night, light and dark, black or white! Its great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-964801436506774735?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/964801436506774735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=964801436506774735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/964801436506774735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/964801436506774735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/ensign-traitor.html' title='Ensign Traitor'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNKrHxLg5ZI/AAAAAAAAABA/7GdYR5T9ChA/s72-c/2008-chevrolet-malibu-key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-8196088323201291769</id><published>2008-09-17T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:07:16.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNHggfw1-YI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KMeEdohysDc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247221889750137218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNHggfw1-YI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KMeEdohysDc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Maybe happiness didn't have to be about the big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of small pleasures."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ann Brashares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was a little irritated tonight. Thats about the time I started thinking 'Why am I annoyed at this person?' Well it ended up being a really stupid, selfish reason. Then I remembered the above quote. Its one of my all time favorites. The way I want to live my life. Needless to say Im not annoyed anymore and find it stupid that I was. There was no real reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was a quote from the above book. I need a good book. I just read a good one call 'Beauty'. I wish I could remember who it was written by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway the basic point of this blog was to share that quote. I just love it! ..and I'm bored. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUREN&lt;/strong&gt;nicole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5908510417561347951-8196088323201291769?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/8196088323201291769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=8196088323201291769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/8196088323201291769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/8196088323201291769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/happiness.html' title='Happiness?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNHggfw1-YI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KMeEdohysDc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-5276725021869883663</id><published>2008-09-17T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:11:04.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PURPLE.. the new ..YELLOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNRRwAiRGYI/AAAAAAAAABw/BGiK8qLP4hU/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247909351012768130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="335" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNRRwAiRGYI/AAAAAAAAABw/BGiK8qLP4hU/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNRRpx4fxAI/AAAAAAAAABo/ecs0jqDcp3Q/s1600-h/GetAttachmentg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247909244000257026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNRRpx4fxAI/AAAAAAAAABo/ecs0jqDcp3Q/s320/GetAttachmentg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As most of you know I have this pretty amazing mustard &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; purse that has served me well for over a year. It has survived many hard times. Such as name calling, (usually those who are jealous they don't have huge &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; perses) flooding, (in such flood, created by a loose bottle cap, my camera died.. RIP) and many other such events. Well needless to say yesterday ol' faithful finally died.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is now time to welcome the new huge &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple/plum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; purse! I like purses big enough to fit a years worth of sweedish fish and gum in. Maybe a pen or two.. needless to say I'm very excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is the new &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-5276725021869883663?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/5276725021869883663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=5276725021869883663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/5276725021869883663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/5276725021869883663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/purple-new-yellow.html' title='PURPLE.. the new ..YELLOW'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNRRwAiRGYI/AAAAAAAAABw/BGiK8qLP4hU/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5908510417561347951.post-803535823375605655</id><published>2008-09-16T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:59:00.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SM_9XOkWy3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mDbox5k1D8/s1600-h/l_b24c688c08186a347699cf41d2ae646f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246690666399320946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SM_9XOkWy3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mDbox5k1D8/s320/l_b24c688c08186a347699cf41d2ae646f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The above is me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why? Why am I blogging? For starters I work with this AMAZING [ ;) ] girl, Michelle, who inspired this and because the longer I live here the less and less time I find to call/talk to those I want to keep in contact with. So here it is. This is the beginning. There is so much more to discover and share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ya'll come back now, ya hear!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;LAURENnicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5908510417561347951-803535823375605655?l=stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/feeds/803535823375605655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5908510417561347951&amp;postID=803535823375605655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/803535823375605655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5908510417561347951/posts/default/803535823375605655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillmoretodiscover.blogspot.com/2008/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16715060070908964941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SNUtP3sZw4I/AAAAAAAAACI/E1Z-jF3zyo0/S220/2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8Unak73Tk/SM_9XOkWy3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mDbox5k1D8/s72-c/l_b24c688c08186a347699cf41d2ae646f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
