tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25498635684580928922024-02-07T16:46:28.114-05:00camidaring to dream big.camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-65512198603797227532011-01-04T15:18:00.001-05:002011-01-05T15:48:49.472-05:00my new friend, michael.this post is dedicated to a wonderful young man, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">michael don glauser</span>.<div><br /><div>it's probably weird to hear me call my brother my "friend," but quite frankly, that's the best way i can describe it. this christmas break has been about shifting my relationship from "older sister" to overall <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">friend</span></i>, and it has been more than wonderful. </div></div><div><br /></div><div>even though michael is one of the closest to my age in the family, we have, unfortunately, been the most distant. growing up, he's mainly just been the annoying younger brother that would rap and make up gibberish words. just recently, however, ever since he's experienced his first semester in college, things have changed between us--he has grown up, and so have i. </div><div><br /></div><div>apart from myself, he is the only other glauser that has ventured out of Utah to continue and further his education (college wise). he is currently going to school in Irvine, CA and golfing in division 2 of the NCAA.... the first of us glausers to be playing sports on a collegiate level! pretty amazing! </div><div><br /></div><div>anyway, ever since he has been home for christmas break, him and i <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">immediately sparked a new bond</span> with one another. whether it was because we're both going to school away from home, or we just needed to grow up a bit, it doesn't really matter. all i care about, and that i am grateful for, is that i have a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">new friendship</span> and deeper love and appreciation for my little brother, mike :)</div><div><br /></div><div>love ya, bro ;)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBST5hiFSAWNPR1b58gSYyIMDw2fQneRojxrmVvnzLsx58foLwhE4YAvXOGH_eAOUOy8rn9JM0bax1n-kDjxkjYOJk46IxadtDF7cI0IQbw_qhkTYJMj-UrIy_VaAx29XRYU41AM7Z6et-/s1600/Jan+4.JPG"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBST5hiFSAWNPR1b58gSYyIMDw2fQneRojxrmVvnzLsx58foLwhE4YAvXOGH_eAOUOy8rn9JM0bax1n-kDjxkjYOJk46IxadtDF7cI0IQbw_qhkTYJMj-UrIy_VaAx29XRYU41AM7Z6et-/s400/Jan+4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558805401213730706" /></a></div><br />this is a picture and him and i venturing together to an open agency call, ProScout. isn't he just cute?!camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-14516930596586569762011-01-03T13:54:00.003-05:002011-01-03T13:57:19.767-05:00STG winter wonderland<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRhunPC7Ra8tHWKcMMVPgq70thVEuR4BXPhIJl0S5AB99s7AwFv3G-IYiatrEqJalBF0V6BnnUKDisKGJLbQzKohL_iZAd1fIem9tnMDPbU9Pv078Uv1pSdaRucuDEe14CzNnViQnxRqJk/s1600/Jan+3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRhunPC7Ra8tHWKcMMVPgq70thVEuR4BXPhIJl0S5AB99s7AwFv3G-IYiatrEqJalBF0V6BnnUKDisKGJLbQzKohL_iZAd1fIem9tnMDPbU9Pv078Uv1pSdaRucuDEe14CzNnViQnxRqJk/s400/Jan+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558035203872986882" /></a><br /><div>i thought i could get away from the snow on my christmas break.... i guess not....</div><div>oh well! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">c'est la vie!</span></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-51654552902430300902011-01-02T22:02:00.002-05:002011-01-02T22:05:28.626-05:00ebel skeibers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQCqsD7AXSh7bmOCjVyaPttmuGChnkb6-4PTUuNsDeyPsVBVntV4047h-9ieJoc0kELrSRAhruqYB7Qz-FipZbO8GwGJoVWbyKwdqPdvlIMVYN9KakqjvmWvaBE7oLji3WHuWruboOtXZa/s1600/Jan+2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQCqsD7AXSh7bmOCjVyaPttmuGChnkb6-4PTUuNsDeyPsVBVntV4047h-9ieJoc0kELrSRAhruqYB7Qz-FipZbO8GwGJoVWbyKwdqPdvlIMVYN9KakqjvmWvaBE7oLji3WHuWruboOtXZa/s400/Jan+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557789991938183490" /></a><br />yes, that's the actual name of this Welsh breakfast food...<div><br /></div><div>making some "vision boards" tonight too :)</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-28195184417532234992011-01-02T01:29:00.003-05:002011-01-02T01:40:57.793-05:00i share my world this way, with a picture each day: 2011<div style="text-align: center;">for some reason i am just <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">giddy about 2011!</span> when i think about all the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b>potential</b></span><b> it holds</b>, i just get excited! i haven't felt like this about a new year in a really long time, so that makes it even more thrilling!</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">my new project:</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">"i share my world this way, with a picture each day"</span> is my way of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">documenting each day of my life this year </span>and taking a picture of something that stands out everyday! this will also help keep me updated with my blog and keeping friends and family informed. it's not so overwhelming :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisiIdnAefO3mo9FWpQSVa1hub7fhMTr-X77qtpoe0rrr_5pQxM5DTVNBlDO53LI68-8cpqu_J0R0Bd1OZlE4QNFxcL6jNN9xIzRKBaN3VjUp5-aUcl52oh32c8EDn93x-SkOoBdKHPRQ2j/s400/Jan+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557473804710729842" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Jan 1st:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>it was <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i>"night in with the family"</i></span> including... yoga, enchiladas, games, and writing down our intentions/goals for 2011. so fun and motivating!</div><div>i just love my family. :)</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-11950665201270226502010-03-02T14:24:00.002-05:002010-03-02T14:26:13.348-05:00happiness<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsH27AdVnH9eYOs6HjoSDyXfc2hDORn5sC_N1XyB6Xf5e48x5xEF8lSpS7wvPzz73QaLfbIZlbSiHWkDVGPLl1B2fjGcuQvEf_nbp-vQc6njpnJSvRK4W1lA-gSKo0McS2wJo7iP3bQnM/s1600-h/makehappinessa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsH27AdVnH9eYOs6HjoSDyXfc2hDORn5sC_N1XyB6Xf5e48x5xEF8lSpS7wvPzz73QaLfbIZlbSiHWkDVGPLl1B2fjGcuQvEf_nbp-vQc6njpnJSvRK4W1lA-gSKo0McS2wJo7iP3bQnM/s400/makehappinessa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444119883362337682" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(110, 113, 115); line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">for some reason, yesterday i was just </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">happy—</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">everything was joyful. i feel like i usually am a happy person most of the time, but this time there was something a little different. i can’t quite put it into words, but it was just joy, pure </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">joy</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">… inside and out.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">the little things that usually annoyed me at work or just frustrated me (people not tipping, or unpleasant people that were just mean for no reason), they weren’t getting to me. very easily, i was able to brush these off, put on a smile and move on to the next table. it was so nice and it worked out because i had many other tables that were very pleasant, so the silly stupid ones were drowned out.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">after work, i came home </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">dancing</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">. i was singing and excited to watch the finale of The Bachelor. i made some homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and gleefully shared them with my friends. though i was disappointed with the outcome of The Bachelor, i quickly accepted his choice, moved on, and went to bed reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.</span></p><blockquote style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">i think the difference between this </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">happiness</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> was that it was </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">coming from </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">me</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">—no other outside sources (friends, family, school, work, boyfriend), from me. my </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">soul</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">. the inner workings of the </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">joyous spirit inside me</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">.</span></blockquote><blockquote style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">it’s beautiful and wonderful to feel </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">JOY</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">.</span></blockquote><blockquote style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">i want to feel like this everyday… so i’m going to! i </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">choose</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> to be happy, joyful, loving, and spirited!</span></blockquote><blockquote style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">:-)</span></blockquote><blockquote style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><blockquote></blockquote><br /></span></blockquote></span>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-48642067644385880962010-02-27T20:31:00.001-05:002010-02-27T20:33:03.155-05:00belle<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8fs6rut-ibcfHwa9-uC5OIF-iGDBeIuapuhjti2jExqkg6qP4trKE50fyWL8X2l-E9PpLgOjo-1M1PVbjVNjt0-n3xojdxDE0lu6-I9sWZ5QRDQANfofEFWy87EMiH0lElCQ4J5RzaV0/s1600-h/Bellekupka.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8fs6rut-ibcfHwa9-uC5OIF-iGDBeIuapuhjti2jExqkg6qP4trKE50fyWL8X2l-E9PpLgOjo-1M1PVbjVNjt0-n3xojdxDE0lu6-I9sWZ5QRDQANfofEFWy87EMiH0lElCQ4J5RzaV0/s400/Bellekupka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443101088909608866" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(110, 113, 115); line-height: 15px; "><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">dear universe,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">i </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">will</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> play Belle one day…. just wanted you to know.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">thanks for setting that up for me.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">much love,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">cami</span></p></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-47400414109145340742010-02-22T23:47:00.001-05:002010-02-22T23:50:51.206-05:00the universe works in mysterious ways...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">as a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">waitress</span> i make a lot of </span><i style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">observations</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">… mostly about the people that i serve. some are nice and some are mean. some want everything in certain way and some are easy going. some are loud and some are quiet. some are great tippers and some leave without paying a dime. some won’t let the other person talk and has to order for them and some can make decisions for themselves. some like to talk a lot and some like to be left alone. some like to complain and some are content… it’s really <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">interesting</span> and it’s actually one of my favorite parts of my job—to observe all the different kinds of people in this world. it’s almost like i’m getting a tiny glimpse into the everyday lives of all the guests that sit in my section. i really <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">enjoy</span> it.</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">well, this last saturday i came into work with my usual monotonous way of thinking—“another day at work. get in and hopefully leave with some good money.” during the middle of my shift, i had a family of 4 sit in my section—a mother, a father, and their 2 kids. making my usual observations to my tables, i noticed they seemed very <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">nice</span> and were probably not going to cause me any more stress than i had already been dealing with that day. as soon as i delivered their food, and placed it on their table accordingly, they stopped me and said, “cami?”</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">replying with my immediate response to my guests, i said, “yes, is there anything else i can get for you?”</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">they sweetly replied, “well actually we were about to say a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">prayer</span> on our meal today and we were wondering if there was anything you would like us to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">pray for you</span> about? relationships..? school..?”</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">i immediately stopped in my tracks and a flood of emotion caught up with me. “you know what, yes. if you wouldn’t mind including me in your prayers… there is something…” i then proceeded to tell them about how i had been patiently waiting (and slightly stressing) to hear back from my college to see if i could be awarded <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">more scholarship money so i could return</span> this fall. they asked me a few questions about school and why i moved here, and we began to share a small part of our lives with one another. it was really nice to talk with them and see that some strangers wanted to pray for me and my scholarship money. it truly touched my heart and sort of put my mind to ease about school stresses.</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">i returned to their table after they had finished their meal, with <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">tears in my eyes</span> and told them they were suppose to come into my life that day and i thanked them for sharing their sweet spirits with mine.</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">universe</span> is so powerful and it really does work in </span><i style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">mysterious ways</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">—bringing certain people/experiences <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">into our lives</span> every <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">moment</span> of everyday.</span></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><b style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">everything happens for a reason.</span></span></b></p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">thank you, Father/Higher Power/Universe/all things. you are sincerely </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">amazing.</span></span></p></span>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-49788913409281635642010-02-21T17:07:00.000-05:002010-02-21T17:08:22.473-05:00life lessons i've learned this week: accepting<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(110, 113, 115); line-height: 15px; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">anger, stress, and depression are results of not accepting the present moment.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">by accepting things for what they are, rather than what we want them to be, we can live at peace.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">accepting = peace and love.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">not accepting = fear and anger.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">we must choose to accept things as they truly are to live a full life—</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">live every moment.</span></i></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span></span>i choose peace.</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span></span>i choose love.</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span></span>i choose acceptance.</span></b></p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">…i’ve always known this to be true, but for some reason there is this little bug that likes to crawl into my body/soul/mind and stage as “me.” making decisions for “me” and living “my” life. well, today i realized that i am not this “bug”… i am me. i am cami. i am powerful and strong. i am joy and love. so, i’m thanking the “bug” for coming into my life and showing me this powerful message: </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">to accept all things as they are</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">. now that “bug” can leave and go find someone else to “pretend” to be, because i have re-discovered </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">me</span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> today and i’m going to live </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">my </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">life.</span></p></span>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-87887650685473826322010-01-21T02:58:00.003-05:002010-01-21T03:04:49.079-05:00emma<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY3BI8ZZ2KELwHU5Kh1VrOkbqLJEntr4BQLYdjtkcrKawPum9sZ08Qr7trht0kB_JhNiQllquf3xofB_0icZ5Z7AzSr6ze6eBZEwXiU_LXBEiSItvHS9EHV6UG3D2nnH6H256Pnkf3QXV1/s1600-h/emma-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY3BI8ZZ2KELwHU5Kh1VrOkbqLJEntr4BQLYdjtkcrKawPum9sZ08Qr7trht0kB_JhNiQllquf3xofB_0icZ5Z7AzSr6ze6eBZEwXiU_LXBEiSItvHS9EHV6UG3D2nnH6H256Pnkf3QXV1/s400/emma-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429099462854337186" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">i just finished watching this. LOVE IT!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">my sister and i would watch this movie together. it makes me miss her.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">it's a good "sunday afternoon movie" mmmm :)</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixI2WQ65PIFgB0y4RIiCdrbypdkoyfJQf6dqD-mYlY0HiZORqjQSfYktBjoGDaycMUiWXr3VB6pec23e_m21n0-7U0X_6piAW25bcYIjqdUT3MB4heAFYVaI-FJhuC-bq0pVvRGLqxFpfv/s1600-h/emma.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixI2WQ65PIFgB0y4RIiCdrbypdkoyfJQf6dqD-mYlY0HiZORqjQSfYktBjoGDaycMUiWXr3VB6pec23e_m21n0-7U0X_6piAW25bcYIjqdUT3MB4heAFYVaI-FJhuC-bq0pVvRGLqxFpfv/s400/emma.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429099469499562706" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">can life please be as simple as Jane Austin intended it to be?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i want to wear pretty dresses everyday, pick strawberries, drink tea, play the piano, go on walks and carriage rides, write letters, and only worry about when the next party is.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTH7tA3SErIhLrFa4D-3Omkr99DeIl8ODEtOcLNGTLGECYwON7bjtQQJzptK-uTc-eeBMfqMizDnoBLyHUulK31lmeMQ93vptauZ9vMmSJk_-KEcOLGZsUaGpZMZdHp-HlzTcCFt1Wvcg/s1600-h/EmmaKnightley.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTH7tA3SErIhLrFa4D-3Omkr99DeIl8ODEtOcLNGTLGECYwON7bjtQQJzptK-uTc-eeBMfqMizDnoBLyHUulK31lmeMQ93vptauZ9vMmSJk_-KEcOLGZsUaGpZMZdHp-HlzTcCFt1Wvcg/s400/EmmaKnightley.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429099472295527266" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">oh and did i mention that i want to marry Mr. Knightly?</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-85746949990920030952010-01-16T19:30:00.001-05:002010-01-16T19:32:14.611-05:00tumblrvisit my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><a href="http://camiglauser.tumblr.com/">TUMBLR</a></span> account! <div><br /></div><div>i'm more active on that blog! :)</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-23553477178699789472009-12-10T23:42:00.002-05:002009-12-10T23:46:50.101-05:00tumblr vs. blogspot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTGkgz3Uc4RVccudbitAMW7aZtuJX9ORzJoa53QRhbk4SyUAbZitx9C7oCoxr5QirF4Y1fe02xtkGRgWSOV8fRxJcXpn1izeLXlDKoxpWtXokb0cS3Gxa_qmhv3NW-AjTC3IQjMaSvAdrW/s1600-h/robin-good-tumblr.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTGkgz3Uc4RVccudbitAMW7aZtuJX9ORzJoa53QRhbk4SyUAbZitx9C7oCoxr5QirF4Y1fe02xtkGRgWSOV8fRxJcXpn1izeLXlDKoxpWtXokb0cS3Gxa_qmhv3NW-AjTC3IQjMaSvAdrW/s400/robin-good-tumblr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413835308192136082" /></a><br /><br />most of the inspirational blogs i've been stalking lately ALL come from tumblr.... so i decided to check it out.<br /><br />i'm not going to lie, i'm only two posts in, but i'm already starting to like <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">tumblr</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">a lot</span> more than <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">blogspot</span>...<br /><br />..sorry blogspot...camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-47671524413115741962009-12-10T23:28:00.002-05:002009-12-10T23:29:52.757-05:00football pool<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgztm-7n8nFVBfoea1c0u44NBILSnOxxVGo9WtNkbtIa6_x-3AY-baqZTmTYnwbCAvWP-XPY97SxqjrVdqbuYPbr293M08CCwOjcPR5ZBqpamxsc1BpmfqU-g9vYuc9_egFIf6D1RJOGReS/s1600-h/nfl_logos.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgztm-7n8nFVBfoea1c0u44NBILSnOxxVGo9WtNkbtIa6_x-3AY-baqZTmTYnwbCAvWP-XPY97SxqjrVdqbuYPbr293M08CCwOjcPR5ZBqpamxsc1BpmfqU-g9vYuc9_egFIf6D1RJOGReS/s400/nfl_logos.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413830959584159122" /></a><br /><br />this week, i’m entering my first football pool with 7 other boys. my boyfriend, zach, and my other roommate kanoa, talk about football so much that i feel like i know a good amount about all the teams this year to put in my $5 and choose which team with win each game. i’m pretty confident too. :)<br /><br />we'll see how it goes!camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-41484313355394626812009-12-07T23:48:00.003-05:002009-12-08T00:00:44.451-05:00how to be an explorer of the worldmy most recent amazon purchase.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVjaX46bTvMTsmz0W2lcZloInHmKkBT6o8k-EjYu9ixImNFIt6BfiR21aXG1f9GjukboDpHUFZVB93SgyLcsByXTnhI0L-gmfQEhs0Dfi8hkVRF7V2aGVt3mOmcFu_ZlJHJQVXqe5HoXM/s1600-h/how-to-be-an-explorer-of-the-world.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVjaX46bTvMTsmz0W2lcZloInHmKkBT6o8k-EjYu9ixImNFIt6BfiR21aXG1f9GjukboDpHUFZVB93SgyLcsByXTnhI0L-gmfQEhs0Dfi8hkVRF7V2aGVt3mOmcFu_ZlJHJQVXqe5HoXM/s400/how-to-be-an-explorer-of-the-world.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412723183590813986" /></a><br />for some reason i stumbled across <a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Be-Explorer-World-Portable/dp/0399534601">this book</a> while i was reading one of the many inspirational blogs that i've been stalking. <div><br /></div><div>i just received in it the mail and i'm excited to explore it. :) </div><div><br /></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-77832825181411865062009-11-28T00:15:00.003-05:002009-11-28T00:19:46.585-05:00oh where oh where could my camera be?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdIhlePJ16dmrA9a1RcodeQ-S19zyNZvy_ye7inOGZ5MRmRYRcOCzwti-KPvHsUXxs7ymcrYHl9sbbIhnUttSru2ZqUdm4_sG9auW5wNkxR9ItgDjTN43283YJofTXYtTdNzXg4Z3a97Ak/s1600/4734017w.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdIhlePJ16dmrA9a1RcodeQ-S19zyNZvy_ye7inOGZ5MRmRYRcOCzwti-KPvHsUXxs7ymcrYHl9sbbIhnUttSru2ZqUdm4_sG9auW5wNkxR9ItgDjTN43283YJofTXYtTdNzXg4Z3a97Ak/s400/4734017w.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409019203910386658" /></a>i haven't had my camera for the past week or so and i can't seem to find it anywhere!<div>i really need to do an <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">indepth</span> look for it, but i haven't really had the time for it. hopefully it will turn up soon because that would not be very fun if it's no where to be found... </div><div>cross your fingers for me.</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-89431440085213565372009-11-23T12:01:00.002-05:002009-11-23T12:11:10.703-05:00grocery store fun"tar tar" found some food made just for tar tar...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt0Rf5HJc9fhlo_ZPMEINvOJkmBip-cLQ4_dOLKf197-sG7gOqqTz19APv0VO6ktjwqPcirWqveHFpWlpSd5CI0pjcrG8etmnnURjN_l8zu2QzfG0BGffQjrxMN0vLETPUdmJTyDMW2GsJ/s1600/100_0030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt0Rf5HJc9fhlo_ZPMEINvOJkmBip-cLQ4_dOLKf197-sG7gOqqTz19APv0VO6ktjwqPcirWqveHFpWlpSd5CI0pjcrG8etmnnURjN_l8zu2QzfG0BGffQjrxMN0vLETPUdmJTyDMW2GsJ/s400/100_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407346263736675330" /></a><br /><div>mmmm :)<br /><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwa3dif5gotcGdtPm9iGS0R5Vq5rxkAGj-BHWiP_8pwQmp7S2WDU-WOuvhHMkGB9Zflscu4ZmvCdMTeM5D_xZG1OcJTloObia5B8ULvCL_U-Y46UKUTugWjWgWMnW3UfjLMTtnXTKhgyhr/s1600/100_0032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwa3dif5gotcGdtPm9iGS0R5Vq5rxkAGj-BHWiP_8pwQmp7S2WDU-WOuvhHMkGB9Zflscu4ZmvCdMTeM5D_xZG1OcJTloObia5B8ULvCL_U-Y46UKUTugWjWgWMnW3UfjLMTtnXTKhgyhr/s400/100_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407346277026534354" /></a><br /></div><div>this is for becky... her "stylish" snuggie that she wants. haha.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJhioXXeP6zkut9xrTp2QIXJAeH427C_Oeh-VRQtGv-nDzSznzy4m5e9-it2KGRYd2x1GWPYnAweWg7FfCnHoUHzVHE27plMLRJGomZjZd4JERaXee71dUmYHpOYEyooSGTz0hP9o-84m/s1600/100_0055.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJhioXXeP6zkut9xrTp2QIXJAeH427C_Oeh-VRQtGv-nDzSznzy4m5e9-it2KGRYd2x1GWPYnAweWg7FfCnHoUHzVHE27plMLRJGomZjZd4JERaXee71dUmYHpOYEyooSGTz0hP9o-84m/s400/100_0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407346280832918002" /></a></div></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-27117676570730771542009-11-20T16:27:00.006-05:002009-11-20T17:13:09.906-05:00my co-star is a killer whale...<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; ">SeaWorld San Antonio</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">this holiday season, i am performing in the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Shamu Christmas Miracles</b></span> show!</div><div style="text-align: center;">i'm REALLY excited :)</div><br />here is my wonderful SeaWorld wear....<div>i look like a <i>maintenance</i> guy. haha.</div><div>(i may have been overdoing it a little...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI3ZCJQDWcb7ICGhUA1iVR-lBryCbpDM9uGnO0r1c96EFky4M3GJqmcBHK0L_MHz2umAvL0PyzSO5GdmLxtOVn8vOLUXzznv6PzR_U-ID6IEh9rBu45SibH1J1kT2rXJYXujkJOSz2bcq6/s1600/100_0060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI3ZCJQDWcb7ICGhUA1iVR-lBryCbpDM9uGnO0r1c96EFky4M3GJqmcBHK0L_MHz2umAvL0PyzSO5GdmLxtOVn8vOLUXzznv6PzR_U-ID6IEh9rBu45SibH1J1kT2rXJYXujkJOSz2bcq6/s400/100_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406303798488002066" /></a><br /></div><div>we have cool <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"in-e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">ar"</span> things that professionals wear so you can hear your voice and the music better in the your ear.... kind fun :)</div><div>i was a little too excited about them....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-gA9dLyZkWTlx1A8xFVcltnkQi-pdW4XRjYqL6_svnGenVz4wwFIp-51NB9w31LPalkXvu72Wpqf5AqbJ17UzkjMQ_814ybXJZJO9z1AvHBvUwVWZM9QSYo9hsnKkSQwER2EFrN_hSm5/s1600/100_0038.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-gA9dLyZkWTlx1A8xFVcltnkQi-pdW4XRjYqL6_svnGenVz4wwFIp-51NB9w31LPalkXvu72Wpqf5AqbJ17UzkjMQ_814ybXJZJO9z1AvHBvUwVWZM9QSYo9hsnKkSQwER2EFrN_hSm5/s400/100_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406303807788683506" /></a><br /></div><div>i was just walking into work and there's just <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">whales hanging out</span>... how cool is that?! love it.</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyrXfl2jBIiPPbRlQGqsispW6afpZWNoNsMFrrAn4W3LgoA5vqC53rQwbGt3b9_otHO3k0Jdpf1DreAv1WZp45cq2q8xzld2eInixpOQrGw6KC9RDLEOAqwlGFOPEX-zVJZhPnzWTFH3w/s1600/100_0039.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyrXfl2jBIiPPbRlQGqsispW6afpZWNoNsMFrrAn4W3LgoA5vqC53rQwbGt3b9_otHO3k0Jdpf1DreAv1WZp45cq2q8xzld2eInixpOQrGw6KC9RDLEOAqwlGFOPEX-zVJZhPnzWTFH3w/s400/100_0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406302693173189666" /></a><br /></div><div>this is the stage. pretty cool eh?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN7r7bQ259vdhnnXT6SvMpUWsNVxlHyD7I0kbxyBBpNaD63QEpp3VNOY0mPcznem9qiugVp53qIQqf9AOAjKIRQOB6kVwaAPQR6b-efrxajB8sPMWL9haIAV-9Y6VkFvaPbzLWa4WnSOsx/s1600/100_0034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN7r7bQ259vdhnnXT6SvMpUWsNVxlHyD7I0kbxyBBpNaD63QEpp3VNOY0mPcznem9qiugVp53qIQqf9AOAjKIRQOB6kVwaAPQR6b-efrxajB8sPMWL9haIAV-9Y6VkFvaPbzLWa4WnSOsx/s400/100_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406302687432274786" /></a><br /></div><div>the view from the stage...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhheVRzBOB1bOrkqz_8qyMvqLkV0Z3k_Aw4apVlro-4Tr1QjzqkNEhTPcsJ4KcQ9ScldZFhIhm9NEV7c1Bpxwp_VPsSNqi2gttW-1bo-8ud27od9ZD1ROTs8YyZvKwBrIiR2EZiG4oarwOY/s1600/100_0033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhheVRzBOB1bOrkqz_8qyMvqLkV0Z3k_Aw4apVlro-4Tr1QjzqkNEhTPcsJ4KcQ9ScldZFhIhm9NEV7c1Bpxwp_VPsSNqi2gttW-1bo-8ud27od9ZD1ROTs8YyZvKwBrIiR2EZiG4oarwOY/s400/100_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406302683777598274" /></a><br /></div><div>rehearsing my solo, <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">The First Noel.</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSS_QtrkQZ6Wn2Kkr1B3E1T_zeR7MxgHLu1VApXe8ppKTJ8JrE7Z1vFkR0Cygi7NZsR8-zZY97GEBF2sfZrIScHCAdcD_3NBaPdFEvhhbn9EDoxq0UGzMj4-73hyphenhyphen6_Mi3vlh79LBhAuUYv/s1600/100_0043.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSS_QtrkQZ6Wn2Kkr1B3E1T_zeR7MxgHLu1VApXe8ppKTJ8JrE7Z1vFkR0Cygi7NZsR8-zZY97GEBF2sfZrIScHCAdcD_3NBaPdFEvhhbn9EDoxq0UGzMj4-73hyphenhyphen6_Mi3vlh79LBhAuUYv/s400/100_0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406301494578646290" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">shamu</span> comes right up and i sing to him like he's the baby jesus! haha.</div><div>so crazy/awesome that he's so close!</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ZGWici8STxph9PqaeHiBWDmRXYAEWTQEOO9ui0diNgSTWER88VVTSDuYhJAgT8ArJHtyYSbrcnj7MF3LvUGOzTiZ1iQQ29TG4r5jTriWQEWLpRbG0-WEE59lkMfQ0o92rstn4E_kG1Qs/s1600/100_0045.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ZGWici8STxph9PqaeHiBWDmRXYAEWTQEOO9ui0diNgSTWER88VVTSDuYhJAgT8ArJHtyYSbrcnj7MF3LvUGOzTiZ1iQQ29TG4r5jTriWQEWLpRbG0-WEE59lkMfQ0o92rstn4E_kG1Qs/s400/100_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406301497775594722" /></a><br /></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-13363954182170109752009-11-18T14:58:00.016-05:002009-11-20T16:26:16.037-05:00mini-trip to utahthanks to my wonderful mom, i was able to come home for a few days. :) <div>the last time i saw my family was in march, when i met them in disneyland.... so yeah, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">it's been a while</span>. and this trip was much needed.</div><div>it was so nice to finally come home and touch base with everyone and everything.</div><div>not to mention, i finally got to see the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">new house</span> that we moved in! ... i must admit, i was reluctant, but when i was there a few days i started to get the hang of it and really fall in love with it. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG25WL-5tbx3obvON8uTsbKIZcxXVJM1PLIrY8uizEeN16fCYFGP8vfsX6P-x7GoCUNqWrIwPJjwpdhrFDyhL7_ys5awCJYCPZJdYIyznkRk2zy0dRsaNBjdmQ6geqzOGZ-9wtllTA7Upi/s1600/100_0025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG25WL-5tbx3obvON8uTsbKIZcxXVJM1PLIrY8uizEeN16fCYFGP8vfsX6P-x7GoCUNqWrIwPJjwpdhrFDyhL7_ys5awCJYCPZJdYIyznkRk2zy0dRsaNBjdmQ6geqzOGZ-9wtllTA7Upi/s400/100_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406288730068106802" /></a><br /><br />love my brothers.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiak0ryu5Fe6VNYEd_LzWsT93z_H7Qp2Xy9WVdPfpMEqEoGAAxqp2q2oqdOoEVEhIKBJBpece1m1MOGEYxi_-HxzWyNaBum6ZSBeBV4dYV-7AtTKQM87I33mIg1AynvoDv2ltwzf6XL_8Bz/s1600/100_0002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiak0ryu5Fe6VNYEd_LzWsT93z_H7Qp2Xy9WVdPfpMEqEoGAAxqp2q2oqdOoEVEhIKBJBpece1m1MOGEYxi_-HxzWyNaBum6ZSBeBV4dYV-7AtTKQM87I33mIg1AynvoDv2ltwzf6XL_8Bz/s400/100_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406288427927694802" /></a><br /><br />my mom's wonderful, deep, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">bathtub</span>! i could live in here.<br />i turned on the jets, lit some candles and soaked in the wonderfulness that this bathtub is. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXGW1jxPi7pdkZR4Erk_Zk0SqaV5hU2RZDS2GP9SEI8qTaK3u5y5mhqu74XyVomuxy1D_Adt1JhykyaCMFXa7iLO06MqoMR65yRKsTANybFJAu7kznbZf9ICP7rHotNqcnQUqMeLqWAJc/s1600/100_0007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXGW1jxPi7pdkZR4Erk_Zk0SqaV5hU2RZDS2GP9SEI8qTaK3u5y5mhqu74XyVomuxy1D_Adt1JhykyaCMFXa7iLO06MqoMR65yRKsTANybFJAu7kznbZf9ICP7rHotNqcnQUqMeLqWAJc/s320/100_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406287416285777122" /></a><br /><br />this is my mom's cute <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">yorkie</span>! her names <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">sophie</span> and i love her.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEvaEKbNDFYYimUcR76PwyGanSkjCR2g_K-1EAxUXkK5HWhWfTtEDJe4YCbs_6FkaFJOzyj-PzKgD9Dn53Zt9ICIw-X2DodVgUMZEsMqDFY2jPDb0xjS5nYozYvHRtXFU2-3bP5RJ2WwCF/s1600/Photo+981.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEvaEKbNDFYYimUcR76PwyGanSkjCR2g_K-1EAxUXkK5HWhWfTtEDJe4YCbs_6FkaFJOzyj-PzKgD9Dn53Zt9ICIw-X2DodVgUMZEsMqDFY2jPDb0xjS5nYozYvHRtXFU2-3bP5RJ2WwCF/s400/Photo+981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406286988488150722" /></a><br /><br />landon and kailyn are the cutest. i loved playing with them :) i missed my neice and nephew.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Bh7d6y7dtCeBFKdUX7e3XqMPvXO3SUAGldCTFkY_TEuhaWpfkdxVHVlE7Ipf3hPxqJN8843vpans7qCU02fjP2FUqiG6VOVg4HAdjUNX8A_YMyEPJZjyKyXEEBfMJvaAF196HCmV9-lY/s1600/100_0014.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Bh7d6y7dtCeBFKdUX7e3XqMPvXO3SUAGldCTFkY_TEuhaWpfkdxVHVlE7Ipf3hPxqJN8843vpans7qCU02fjP2FUqiG6VOVg4HAdjUNX8A_YMyEPJZjyKyXEEBfMJvaAF196HCmV9-lY/s320/100_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406283461575528738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMscP53QAP74WiFUpYKlbgk5EcrrZ1Fw7Tp4BeZoPiJmXYzGQd0PqAWX0fyvHa4lo47v4uIXKCgORQBLeDnWEVMCIjMa4vYA0Nvp6PIUgFmuC187R0hXru9QvcxY3No-zOm0QqL0KDzjIn/s1600/100_0021.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMscP53QAP74WiFUpYKlbgk5EcrrZ1Fw7Tp4BeZoPiJmXYzGQd0PqAWX0fyvHa4lo47v4uIXKCgORQBLeDnWEVMCIjMa4vYA0Nvp6PIUgFmuC187R0hXru9QvcxY3No-zOm0QqL0KDzjIn/s320/100_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406282694019047490" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>the morning i left, my mom and i walked out to the car and saw this!<br />my cute sister <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">sara</span> left <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">notes</span> all over the car for me! this is was so cute of her and it made me feel so special!<br />thanks sara!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqI62HB3hyphenhyphenAb_BzPoNNtkLAPGsHElvfLxP8WbXDbu54AIg5vLeYijDfpbPbOMlBppy8BPQqw7uxve0nmdqMRA01L4FnCcvlpuwrfQwmyFPsowNALOkhD0qZ1g71ZYoOM2LW62hUQsQDc-W/s1600/100_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqI62HB3hyphenhyphenAb_BzPoNNtkLAPGsHElvfLxP8WbXDbu54AIg5vLeYijDfpbPbOMlBppy8BPQqw7uxve0nmdqMRA01L4FnCcvlpuwrfQwmyFPsowNALOkhD0qZ1g71ZYoOM2LW62hUQsQDc-W/s320/100_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406281804959244578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ofWdXoymvM4SrDBKG3ykg4cukv-d2s_coK36MnbiPuPZmhxmEfmtCmF432Ie7pOZsXvdtQdac-1ff2A6m5icA49GVp47deemAbY2PNaZQmNMA3yFULWKeC7m3Be0SZcZPKnu8Rqa29HN/s1600/100_0028.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ofWdXoymvM4SrDBKG3ykg4cukv-d2s_coK36MnbiPuPZmhxmEfmtCmF432Ie7pOZsXvdtQdac-1ff2A6m5icA49GVp47deemAbY2PNaZQmNMA3yFULWKeC7m3Be0SZcZPKnu8Rqa29HN/s200/100_0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406280455388058546" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAIvjE4w7Ac195XByKzSFZtt5XMvTMCFSvhKEUrtdm_PQn4dcHTs-pkAK_gFC8hG61xZD3DWmPGe-VnPC7RZG0GJt55WGrBNihqx9ULqfSUbpv3e0sTcbWRnldmxMKfbWdAMbCRdTpJoHL/s1600/100_0027.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAIvjE4w7Ac195XByKzSFZtt5XMvTMCFSvhKEUrtdm_PQn4dcHTs-pkAK_gFC8hG61xZD3DWmPGe-VnPC7RZG0GJt55WGrBNihqx9ULqfSUbpv3e0sTcbWRnldmxMKfbWdAMbCRdTpJoHL/s200/100_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406279740007672178" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the pink one is my favorite. haha.</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-57Pe-73LFJSqN8ZbgG-E0iBJEm2S1ocmrhBAOZShrTYN8fakta0MCqmUiUUPUrEkd2QNT83tCuV1ozzsjpzRNTmp_35AgZ_6FWWXc3Dup06fmk5gg_TqoHR5-mNdpS-dhb5_T5rzuEm/s1600/100_0029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-57Pe-73LFJSqN8ZbgG-E0iBJEm2S1ocmrhBAOZShrTYN8fakta0MCqmUiUUPUrEkd2QNT83tCuV1ozzsjpzRNTmp_35AgZ_6FWWXc3Dup06fmk5gg_TqoHR5-mNdpS-dhb5_T5rzuEm/s320/100_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406279443813801698" /></a><br /><br />miss you family. :(<br />hopefully i will see you again, real soon!<br /></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-13007142231008700772009-11-13T23:53:00.004-05:002009-11-16T16:52:35.554-05:00halloween/goodbye williamsburgmy dear friend shannon and i dressed up as matching m&m's for halloween :) <div>it was fun having a partner for halloween.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpe1czX-JPaELXDe9z3Sl7CFwSaaUQXwcC2a_LcNEiWwx6n0mNoQI8n3z9X_bUCz3Bo1-emHE4lkiTElt8bWRFXOn8JkDfcSCqSHy6b9jcIrLXPUB6Osxdwn71434pfR_EIhFdKGNPJtPn/s1600/100_0002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpe1czX-JPaELXDe9z3Sl7CFwSaaUQXwcC2a_LcNEiWwx6n0mNoQI8n3z9X_bUCz3Bo1-emHE4lkiTElt8bWRFXOn8JkDfcSCqSHy6b9jcIrLXPUB6Osxdwn71434pfR_EIhFdKGNPJtPn/s320/100_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404810390421505746" /></a><br /></div><div>this is my FACE twin. everyone kept getting us mixed up this summer.</div><div>she was so fun! it was fun to meet... ME. haha.</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXOlte8mn2p_x4YigSjgCFWQmfbN1BXpAV1QaWd6GjxDgTJz3XquW2g3iIXHiI9KN7gnL7D0OQncA6RMRCG1NTOi9jmOqsKnzUCrcEvQLrGvy8ZOzxOmBluPOCseb_PuJT5-j1d1_K43M/s1600/100_0097.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXOlte8mn2p_x4YigSjgCFWQmfbN1BXpAV1QaWd6GjxDgTJz3XquW2g3iIXHiI9KN7gnL7D0OQncA6RMRCG1NTOi9jmOqsKnzUCrcEvQLrGvy8ZOzxOmBluPOCseb_PuJT5-j1d1_K43M/s320/100_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404810396673691090" /></a><br /></div><div>the halloween show i was in this fall, called <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">FrankenROCK</span> closed. </div><div>it was REALLY fun. i was a crazy vampire. i'm gonna miss it.</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzNdgcII7q4lQikw-nyEzAoPHI9y1syRQ_7pysAcsYR2aODr0XmZljbxZKJaoBkukziMN66lUp05EM9OegmxZYXkYBGpD2r_zaEgq61xCFTNO3gVILB12evWMM7PQGR_Lj7qQjD8gRb6g/s1600/100_0055.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzNdgcII7q4lQikw-nyEzAoPHI9y1syRQ_7pysAcsYR2aODr0XmZljbxZKJaoBkukziMN66lUp05EM9OegmxZYXkYBGpD2r_zaEgq61xCFTNO3gVILB12evWMM7PQGR_Lj7qQjD8gRb6g/s320/100_0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404810413427630274" /></a><br /></div><div>we made some cute sweatshirts for the show.</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEistcz9JDUV2SbvJElPqyC0am-BHE9ROZJodhX27lvsbiiF0y7-as83FoUSQjeNSS51xxPmu1q9iet5l-Xub4NJFwJ0-JI1yQrU3XIY69gw0rMXrOY1f2cjo55eIGZWDCSsiOs8szZzDhjQ/s1600/100_0029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEistcz9JDUV2SbvJElPqyC0am-BHE9ROZJodhX27lvsbiiF0y7-as83FoUSQjeNSS51xxPmu1q9iet5l-Xub4NJFwJ0-JI1yQrU3XIY69gw0rMXrOY1f2cjo55eIGZWDCSsiOs8szZzDhjQ/s320/100_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404810398911699538" /></a><br /></div><div>these are my cute girlfriends! shannon and lauren! love them!</div><div>i'm already missing them :(</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFCoqWsT4MpphS2F0pJJga-F4LARMqbO1DaYa32R_seLSeE9_xBfVK6i-QOTsSmJtzI0MV4nmLf1Dib3dXn8wzRr9_AmezADyQKz7Ca39IataHY5xMWegjhcTmtIG_LQ2egaA5AK44wbf/s1600/100_0022.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFCoqWsT4MpphS2F0pJJga-F4LARMqbO1DaYa32R_seLSeE9_xBfVK6i-QOTsSmJtzI0MV4nmLf1Dib3dXn8wzRr9_AmezADyQKz7Ca39IataHY5xMWegjhcTmtIG_LQ2egaA5AK44wbf/s320/100_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404810404747037570" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>SMITHERS! this was my roommate all summer and fall. he's so fun. he's like my brother. love him. his name is really chris smith, but everyone calls him smithers. he's a cool cat.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wBKQ6id-R8pkZw1-h7UWTymGBCw_cOC55iP2VmgJyhUh471EZnvnlvyaxweXJRC15pLl9JCAqOyV21Z-v7QyZeEM4B5e8vhed-10MsKrSlJ9RU8rPYnJMjAGRw84umkDJ_atebgo-wL_/s1600/100_0011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wBKQ6id-R8pkZw1-h7UWTymGBCw_cOC55iP2VmgJyhUh471EZnvnlvyaxweXJRC15pLl9JCAqOyV21Z-v7QyZeEM4B5e8vhed-10MsKrSlJ9RU8rPYnJMjAGRw84umkDJ_atebgo-wL_/s320/100_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404813832872565058" /></a><br />"hey ammon, can i get a picture with you?"</div><div>.... and this was the result. haha. ammon is such a sweet man. he is really funny too. he was in the marines and loves helping others. he's lauren's boyfriend and my brother away from home. haha. love him. </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Xmz7wpk7zFAIlMTZwJ8gaNMCWdP63Ik7nwjj5H7qvVDuTL-fZusJ6nxB-Qe7mfNJhGwy3IgKU-Qc_ERcXVA_Wi4vwvh1sOnuwloy7y6rIuJnn2KPLsW79xeSI9UnAJ2OPdIaK5lWGzRC/s1600/100_0121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Xmz7wpk7zFAIlMTZwJ8gaNMCWdP63Ik7nwjj5H7qvVDuTL-fZusJ6nxB-Qe7mfNJhGwy3IgKU-Qc_ERcXVA_Wi4vwvh1sOnuwloy7y6rIuJnn2KPLsW79xeSI9UnAJ2OPdIaK5lWGzRC/s320/100_0121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404813835519794866" /></a><br /></div><div>bye bye williamsburg!!!</div><div>here i come san antonio....</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-54938108267197348232009-10-28T16:08:00.004-04:002009-10-28T16:28:26.398-04:00emmett<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>emmett has become one of my best friends these past few weeks and so i dedicate this post to him.<div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbWNRAvgVS7z4t9lxypW8LsJKk-PZbju56HVovF078xLgRmZNIVQxy2jd2NA_4LRuOuOq0FlRnxldkyJ9ZD9T6EosJ_uyTszWsZop12GZbcKUM5g4YYt_WfmRXyf7dCnC0R7V1xTOdv8FZ/s400/100_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397749298262793074" /><div><br /></div><div>emmett is cameron's dog. cameron has been one of my roommates for the past few weeks. he's currently living in the living room because he's waiting until i move out. (he's here for the christmas season at busch gardens, so he had to come a little earlier than we thought because of rehearsals.) anyway, so emmett is cameron's dog.</div><div><br /></div><div>emmett loves to cuddle, and i love to cuddle, so clearly emmett and i get along really well. he has been my best buddy through all my crazy sickness and healing process that i've been going through for the past week. he always wants to come into my room and just sit with me on my bed. just hang. :)</div><div>he takes naps with me. he watches movies with me. i take him on walks. we have a good relationship emmett and i, and i'm going to miss him. he's been here for me 110 %. </div><div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPhxTaieZpOiEe_S8w8XASc_N8u4ctm4ZN6GI-VoX-P9xfVgvWK-UDY5X8ANYRANFw8lSqX7dQG7z1t0T0wZkyAB1_3y33WzeIvsbRbWwI9Y93Zf7Tu2TTn01cVFUhnn7b-uXCbIIv8nF/s320/100_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397749497072969442" /></div></div><div><br /></div><div>thanks emmett. i wish i could take you with me. i hope one day i can find a dog as cuddly and as wonderful as you are :) i love you.</div></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-78073209760368227162009-10-27T19:16:00.003-04:002009-10-27T19:36:50.832-04:00i choose me.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">my loving and supportive sister sent me this picture....</div><div style="text-align: left;">it's pretty simple and so true. </div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUU55UKZ6bCq9-uMjvv-3G46QK79n5EOFvhk-kFZjOt6CAxFutDNNCn6cwD66r4LIN4XI4UoTMX6N3h1129Jgn4MAGHF2MR2Glgyw_N6e2Iy-_m7z-Lyy5Jq7kscq1ws6VgflDqgckqT4J/s400/tumblr_ks4n1uvYwp1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397426712705934226" /></div><br />thanks becky.<div><br /></div><div><br />so now, i choose me. :)</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-51161754996077940782009-06-20T22:25:00.003-04:002009-06-20T23:05:55.518-04:00The Artist's Way: Week 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjhm_WolWpL8Ks7HYHxLZpsyYylgj1hnmaFccBIowO2tSq7JIupEMLsdscv-R1UAkgyVOyjlEBXz8HlWb64YFygjoQoLTGm21z7oEKnLApN8eqZxUkV5YDhjY7wlbDpDK19QnmcHCn__Jd/s1600-h/51CHAK9ASCL.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjhm_WolWpL8Ks7HYHxLZpsyYylgj1hnmaFccBIowO2tSq7JIupEMLsdscv-R1UAkgyVOyjlEBXz8HlWb64YFygjoQoLTGm21z7oEKnLApN8eqZxUkV5YDhjY7wlbDpDK19QnmcHCn__Jd/s320/51CHAK9ASCL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349610243712284162" /></a><br />i'm finally starting my book--The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron. it's a "course in discovering and recovering your creative self."<div>my lovely sister, <a href="http://mackpack.blogspot.com/">amy</a>, has been reading it and she recommended it to me. as soon as she told me kind of what it was about, i became interested and ordered it immediately, except that was about two months ago. i haven't really had the alone time to really dig in and start it (or at least made the alone time for myself). but i knew that whenever i was meant to start it, it would be the perfect time for me. and so now i've started.</div><div><br /></div><div>what it is, is a 12 week course of certain tasks to do that help build and recover your "artist from within." so it's kind of like a class.... i'm taking a class to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">discover and become more in tune with my creative self. </span></div><div>cool.</div><div><br /></div><div>anyway, i just got done reading the exercises and everything for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">week 1</span>, which is suppose to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"recover a sense of safety.</span>" by doing this, it says to say and list many affirmations and notice the negative voice behind each positive affirmation and try to figure out where it came from... like if it came from some major past incident or person in your life.</div><div><br /></div><div>anyway, so it's already sounding really cool, but at the same time be difficult to really dig deep and look at your inside self. i'm really excited though. i have a feeling this will be a big, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">groundbreaking journ</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">ey</span> for me.</div><div>cool.</div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-66239984789338371832009-06-17T23:00:00.005-04:002009-06-20T21:02:05.760-04:001 year anniversaryzach and i celebrated our one year anniversary today!<div><br /><br /></div><div>we gave our presents to each other last night, which were Nintendo DS's (as you can see)</div><div>we were so excited about them that we ended up <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">staying up until 6am playing them! </span>haha crazy right?</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY4IK1-RlKNbw6C-Qu8hXuZawdW8UhgLTI3_I4VuYtD635byon1yWEIzKLHiDx5Jf-Y6Vabr114ZGW2kRnlSBAL9vsXnRtPqkirLh3XrrCuFCp_VJO6jhK_rBmBE4P_7m7JorvLA-qd3X8/s1600-h/100_0216.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY4IK1-RlKNbw6C-Qu8hXuZawdW8UhgLTI3_I4VuYtD635byon1yWEIzKLHiDx5Jf-Y6Vabr114ZGW2kRnlSBAL9vsXnRtPqkirLh3XrrCuFCp_VJO6jhK_rBmBE4P_7m7JorvLA-qd3X8/s400/100_0216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349575341243148338" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggXPYWDME88GtALJQoBz8Bx_9dXq32x5hUXZ742w09dp_4_Y1Qxaakgz43SNcZQG-ZLOkK2CYKzIjZMxdPiwbZtG3i5c1c0aMpu4BA0gtEa9Yj96uXklFVwGOVisxY_lJVKrO_Md6O_0EA/s1600-h/100_0218.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggXPYWDME88GtALJQoBz8Bx_9dXq32x5hUXZ742w09dp_4_Y1Qxaakgz43SNcZQG-ZLOkK2CYKzIjZMxdPiwbZtG3i5c1c0aMpu4BA0gtEa9Yj96uXklFVwGOVisxY_lJVKrO_Md6O_0EA/s400/100_0218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349575667582257570" /></a><br /></div><div>we also ate dinner at Longhorn Steakhouse and then played softball for our Entertainment softball team we have here at Busch Gardens. (it's really fun... i'll post pictures next week)</div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDyqbBHjycKrB3HI4MYgGPzAcfeVH8TCGxEO6urSBR0MIKSscv3VfWlZU1W5CUAOoKRc5Mn77Br_bXSNZ1PBk14tpXvKoWMLlnEF8nmBLlEC2fkUVPtwKET8TZ0Lga-dk_LLkwpZUoii7T/s1600-h/FH040008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDyqbBHjycKrB3HI4MYgGPzAcfeVH8TCGxEO6urSBR0MIKSscv3VfWlZU1W5CUAOoKRc5Mn77Br_bXSNZ1PBk14tpXvKoWMLlnEF8nmBLlEC2fkUVPtwKET8TZ0Lga-dk_LLkwpZUoii7T/s400/FH040008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349577278053299730" /></a><br />(this was us on halloween as Pocohontas and John Smith)<br /><br /></div><div>it was just a second ago when he was wooing me with his charm, great looks and amazing talent... oh wait, he still is. </div><div>it's fun to think that even after a year we still have lots of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">puppy love</span> with one another. we've been through a lot already in just one year, including about 7 months of long distance. </div><div>thanks for sticking by side through all the ups and downs zach... i've loved sharing this past year with you in my life. i've learned so much about you and so much about myself. i can't wait to see what will happen next!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">i love you.</span></div><div><br /></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-11632172588716772892009-06-06T00:03:00.011-04:002009-06-06T00:35:54.842-04:00williamsburg so far<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:24px;">moving in.</span><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">building my bookshelf :)<br /></div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg62UurH1gA85jGmNheUfrOsyV7BvDyKAv-iLHELKEjURP-dWcbBGO0fF3AWdZukrQy2xijPNJjlFK-uBj_7A_Xy4EOV5xql67AkK6VtAOAjY2uDpRRo6p2NVZdptb-2C3vFF0yzolQ1KgY/s200/100_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344060973173374130" /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">mini trip to NYC</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i went with my friend paul (on the right) to see my former cast mate and friend GREG. </div><div style="text-align: center;">love him!<br /></div></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91Ze6AjA-zMe3jm3BSH0nBM9XZNjv0wMeBHdWPNmsBFo9sJ-ZW7mI5BtKQHPPvaG_MCdjZ4JIn0cNPTzCkbYhYHLQJmcSQV2JiKF23u2S0klxBaxYp8EHzpCONad2RRJNanVcCPXk3WCQ/s1600-h/100_0135.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91Ze6AjA-zMe3jm3BSH0nBM9XZNjv0wMeBHdWPNmsBFo9sJ-ZW7mI5BtKQHPPvaG_MCdjZ4JIn0cNPTzCkbYhYHLQJmcSQV2JiKF23u2S0klxBaxYp8EHzpCONad2RRJNanVcCPXk3WCQ/s200/100_0135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344060977065766930" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">amazing drag queen that hosted<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">karaoke night</span> at the local gay bar. fabulous.<br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXrR7RB9HDPHEC9a0qniolGevFt_TI_TVWjXYSRZ5kaVYu9NgLgUrEwUHtH7J6skRQvaslg52HO53xhO_k0BWy6gJLX8TuqRJBrY_bTZa7KF3xqI53Q0N8lEgbPqo6QkvM0eLGjK2KQb-/s1600-h/100_0141.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXrR7RB9HDPHEC9a0qniolGevFt_TI_TVWjXYSRZ5kaVYu9NgLgUrEwUHtH7J6skRQvaslg52HO53xhO_k0BWy6gJLX8TuqRJBrY_bTZa7KF3xqI53Q0N8lEgbPqo6QkvM0eLGjK2KQb-/s200/100_0141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344060982650727394" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />we passed by this and i thought this was funny. he he.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtExMl7YLwdFEPXB9If6Mr6yvqE8YyBRrksY96ZaXdGJx2-X2TLSDGWooViIW3ziI2_11x1qNnPd9UyLqhYLnCq2KKSmW2ATl7PMaMTwC2QZh5fiW3TJVMu1yenZfiaJWLeYJGVjMULRKD/s1600-h/100_0140.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtExMl7YLwdFEPXB9If6Mr6yvqE8YyBRrksY96ZaXdGJx2-X2TLSDGWooViIW3ziI2_11x1qNnPd9UyLqhYLnCq2KKSmW2ATl7PMaMTwC2QZh5fiW3TJVMu1yenZfiaJWLeYJGVjMULRKD/s200/100_0140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344060989398260466" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">rob & zach's gig</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11SfnkINa8Uy1wLhHlm1KqQDBtAmBmTgXndiddys6-hTpMgVToF30hyphenhyphenJIU6t1ruUfgna3p-vFP4MbWipIJn4VrYyQC09Bkl85o8ej7W61BR9XBmBrXCQ6PAmfZwkkhD6IZISdMaWPdNY7/s1600-h/100_0190.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11SfnkINa8Uy1wLhHlm1KqQDBtAmBmTgXndiddys6-hTpMgVToF30hyphenhyphenJIU6t1ruUfgna3p-vFP4MbWipIJn4VrYyQC09Bkl85o8ej7W61BR9XBmBrXCQ6PAmfZwkkhD6IZISdMaWPdNY7/s320/100_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344063185267215698" /></a><br /><br />my friend (and cast mate) rob and zach had a gig one friday night.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMieNM0M1TB2RFLF37EkfIiLsuR43e3iMNFT_vTPpapBVl21aDucB2waBL8AjXFcE0QY6v4aNssj6otnieOtrCDFr0AAjDZM_eXoiwlxF0FAtcqvfgVdp10kD5yWlu2xktf4w945VnHZ2p/s1600-h/100_0175.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMieNM0M1TB2RFLF37EkfIiLsuR43e3iMNFT_vTPpapBVl21aDucB2waBL8AjXFcE0QY6v4aNssj6otnieOtrCDFr0AAjDZM_eXoiwlxF0FAtcqvfgVdp10kD5yWlu2xktf4w945VnHZ2p/s200/100_0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064271056671026" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrMWgjV6wD5QtRsbyPCi3-eFTUw2Rm-ipsL7Z8cSU6RJyWebuCGKNk1BYrGCkF6pR3UPpmSW7jicUX5V27lxNjPM6JGUZUM6aNpPHkqhexukyF6X-n2bKESGIiYBOYv9lTncQe6hxpwPF/s1600-h/100_0169.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrMWgjV6wD5QtRsbyPCi3-eFTUw2Rm-ipsL7Z8cSU6RJyWebuCGKNk1BYrGCkF6pR3UPpmSW7jicUX5V27lxNjPM6JGUZUM6aNpPHkqhexukyF6X-n2bKESGIiYBOYv9lTncQe6hxpwPF/s200/100_0169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064115675757666" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">lots of fun friends from entertainment came out!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrLrdQVyvvTLlUWo_siMyXzyRoBcOT30WaznktMzNM82O8PrCtAv9pNLj5xkak2XDMjauiJZwF3sSTs7Aw584f4c7WUtjyk4vA2S7pGwFEKYCKLJLLUeDhBXiH4R5IYNTl5x292Oiic0KJ/s1600-h/100_0184.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrLrdQVyvvTLlUWo_siMyXzyRoBcOT30WaznktMzNM82O8PrCtAv9pNLj5xkak2XDMjauiJZwF3sSTs7Aw584f4c7WUtjyk4vA2S7pGwFEKYCKLJLLUeDhBXiH4R5IYNTl5x292Oiic0KJ/s320/100_0184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344064920098178210" /></a><br /><br />pretty crowded... but that's always a good thing :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt186jSTbHW31iNOedP0ExT0vLKSg5aWVJ3aedayfFZcsxy2EdCinb6myoen3Gt1jV3iM6NxzRNwsHisQOicK2L9EQVF5ANJ7X8C1BSt-cTz7xnSixB0lCS9fGFNkRqQBqtsrNLRmh79Ip/s1600-h/100_0179.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt186jSTbHW31iNOedP0ExT0vLKSg5aWVJ3aedayfFZcsxy2EdCinb6myoen3Gt1jV3iM6NxzRNwsHisQOicK2L9EQVF5ANJ7X8C1BSt-cTz7xnSixB0lCS9fGFNkRqQBqtsrNLRmh79Ip/s200/100_0179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344065662210082946" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKaeNEsJKBKmqpRDjrV_pbm2xBdIEbaKDRlZxl6IHpi9iQ7W61gi8PCXlnx5LQiRcayeJNxCpLHo8jc_qu3lJPECTzQvzLfXxQQjfKqv3cNNxhr5is9h3iTKDVedZy6x1os-vucm3JZilt/s1600-h/100_0176.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKaeNEsJKBKmqpRDjrV_pbm2xBdIEbaKDRlZxl6IHpi9iQ7W61gi8PCXlnx5LQiRcayeJNxCpLHo8jc_qu3lJPECTzQvzLfXxQQjfKqv3cNNxhr5is9h3iTKDVedZy6x1os-vucm3JZilt/s200/100_0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344065531345226082" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the night was definitely two <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">thumbs up</span> from me and zach.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2kR6I9Wgt6ZjBfF5PEr72DPC0ae7ZBIBGrls2MFOm2MMhPgIE1zROkLYl1_7kfy839XC26gqnLh0LrLOZ_OdcLCZVOO_71zzNuvMcbGk0e4vIju5NAQBLgr0S_IEdQpKv4UU5TBaMNZ2/s1600-h/100_0173.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2kR6I9Wgt6ZjBfF5PEr72DPC0ae7ZBIBGrls2MFOm2MMhPgIE1zROkLYl1_7kfy839XC26gqnLh0LrLOZ_OdcLCZVOO_71zzNuvMcbGk0e4vIju5NAQBLgr0S_IEdQpKv4UU5TBaMNZ2/s320/100_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344066190714805506" /></a><br /><br /></div></div></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-19805149890478667152009-06-04T22:18:00.003-04:002009-06-04T22:59:54.574-04:00re-introduction<img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9VO9y3HmD4PR1h_nM6EuckJkPC7TbxvyKyWLQBu9SbseXBazsnAn6nDmTrUOJitxEM1i5r7j0W0GVe0OSdU7RvEUoH-waZLrErzXOJbLzGGKozPPQv03MOtFcLk3fWL9ifzkrafQhPfYU/s200/IMG_9920.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343671934661265138" /><br /><div>i figure not blogging for a little under a year deserves a re-introduction.<div><br /></div><div>Name: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Cami Kooka </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Birthday: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">November 29</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> (not close at all, but i thought i'd put it anyway. haha.)</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Hometown: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">St. George, UT</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Current Location: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Williamsburg, VA</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Occupation: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Performing at </span><a href="http://www.buschgardens.com/BGW2/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Busch Gardens</span></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Hobbies: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Singing, acting, dancing, breathing, smiling, living, loving, dreaming, doing, listening, laughing, crying, teasing, cuddling, sleeping, gazing, adventuring, accepting, reading, learning, growing, discovering, inspiring, helping, creating, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">being</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2549863568458092892.post-87083374105509653472009-06-04T20:49:00.004-04:002009-06-04T22:08:40.020-04:00expectations<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpD8wwklrKfNZLnKIgv9jKGGHk56EoZlYjfR3sqzRRY3956UiA17ZSlGM4cv9FJS8j-Wq3MJsRkxW7NcszbH3BDn-UJNW990mU1jrZuzA3xWB1dDgo7bFKK1k_9IfFGPD1NcZvL9Imi3O/s1600-h/to_blog_or_not_to_blog.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpD8wwklrKfNZLnKIgv9jKGGHk56EoZlYjfR3sqzRRY3956UiA17ZSlGM4cv9FJS8j-Wq3MJsRkxW7NcszbH3BDn-UJNW990mU1jrZuzA3xWB1dDgo7bFKK1k_9IfFGPD1NcZvL9Imi3O/s400/to_blog_or_not_to_blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343659425719179874" /></a><br />okay so i've been wanting to start my blog up again (as you can see i posted over a month ago), and i obviously haven't. the real reason i haven't actually 'started' again is because all of the blogs i've been reading lately (or ever read) are so <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">'artsy' </span>and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">amazing</span> and i feel like as soon as i start my blog i have to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"out-create"</span> everyone--or at least try to be just as creative as them. but the fact of the matter is, is that i'm not. haha. i mean i sure wish i was, but i'm not. well, let me correct myself again and say that at least not right now i'm not. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(oh but you'll see)</span><div><br /></div><div>i have been greatly intimidated by these 'expectations' of myself and my blog, but i figure if i don't start now, just writing my thoughts and things, i'll probably never start.</div><div><br /></div><div>so here it is. my blog. me. starting now.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">...in whatever way it wants to come out. <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(for real th</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">is time</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">)</span></span></span></div></div>camihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00042812468142707373noreply@blogger.com1