<?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-1645022627929763952</id><updated>2011-11-30T12:21:31.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Small Things</title><subtitle type='html'>Create inspiring, noble goals that fire your imagination and create excitement in your heart. And then keep your eye on them.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-1609169080010843355</id><published>2009-09-05T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:27:46.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog :\  :D</title><content type='html'>Hiya Friends!

So, just because I'm fickle...I've changed my blog address again. Er, um, sorry for the inconviences. :) Here's the link : &lt;a href="http://21findings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://21findings.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Have a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-1609169080010843355?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1609169080010843355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=1609169080010843355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1609169080010843355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1609169080010843355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog-d.html' title='New Blog :\  :D'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-3598877034654381010</id><published>2009-06-26T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:39:15.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic - and sleepy -</title><content type='html'>So today was fantastic!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realized I haven't updated in years, so I decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;be warned, it's very late... a.k.a. it's not my fault if this post is boring or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rambley&lt;/span&gt; or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I intend for a quick update to meet my obligations, to, um whomever reads my blog. And then I will meet my obligations to my bed. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;

So, Lately:
-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daniel got his mission call!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He's going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;South Caroline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; speaking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He enters the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;September 23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want to know a secret...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've already cried once because I missed him, and he hasn't even left yet!&lt;/span&gt; Gosh, he's just like, the greatest brother ever!
-My classes are swell! L-O-V-E VOLLEYBALL
-My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; went on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vacation&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks ago to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michigan and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;blast-o-blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love my family!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; is sweet, seriously go there. And stay for more then two days. Yeah, loved it.
-I donated blood again, and didn't even die. I'm gonna be pro in no time! Yeah.

And...do you want to hear about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; day&lt;/span&gt;! It was sweet-la-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pete&lt;/span&gt;.
-So, first wonderful thing. I was singing a song. Then I turned on the radio and it was the same song! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Nice.
-Then, I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on my first exam of the term. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;.
-And the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fabulouso&lt;/span&gt; rest of the day was spent with an awesome friend. We went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and watch the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Joseph Smith Movie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; then we played in this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet water fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that comes out of the ground. We ate lunch at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Lion House&lt;/span&gt;, then we went outside an watched the most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;ominous/beautiful/majestic storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;engulf&lt;/span&gt; the sky. It was sweet. So we played in the rain and let the thunder rumble our rib cages until it started to hail. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Um, then the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scandalous&lt;/span&gt; part: &lt;/span&gt;we wanted to play the &lt;strong&gt;piano&lt;/strong&gt;, so we snuck into this room in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building with a grand piano in it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, we were playing for like 15 minutes, when, little did we know, the room we were in was one of the stops for the tour of the building. We couldn't find the light switch when we went into the room, so we decided the window light would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;suffice&lt;/span&gt;. The tour guide lady came in and turned on the lights, but her back was to us as she described the room. We felt really awkward because the people on the tour were staring at us...and we knew we probably weren't supposed to be there. Finally, an older gentlemen broke our awkwardness by taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;advantage&lt;/span&gt; of the tour &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;guide's&lt;/span&gt; pause between sentences. He pointed at us and teasingly said, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And over there we have a couple of angles."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We smiled and bashfully left the room, then laughed at ourselves in the hall. Fun. Whew, long story. So then we drove home and the most &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;beautiful rainbow&lt;/span&gt; I have ever seen followed us all the way! Seriously, it was amazing! Yeah, fun day.

&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; Bed Time! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE A HAPPY FRIDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-3598877034654381010?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3598877034654381010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=3598877034654381010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3598877034654381010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3598877034654381010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/fantastic-and-sleepy.html' title='Fantastic - and sleepy -'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-1657924523090794754</id><published>2009-06-03T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:56:27.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New HP</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343187849014341138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SibRCgyu7hI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vtSWEtvNANU/s200/9167652_ra.jpg" /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Yup, it finally happened. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got a lap top&lt;/span&gt;. So far, I love it. It's an HP. School starts up again in three weeks. I moved into an apartment a few weeks ago. My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Day's Market&lt;/span&gt; is tomorrow. I'm really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; for the new chapter.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;What else is new? Oh, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;my money saving trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! So I needed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;new shoes&lt;/span&gt; desperately, but see, here's my problem. I like to "make things do" as long as possible, which is great! But the bad news is, once my belongings need to be replaced, I'm picky. I wanted two pairs of shoes. Each costing about 110 dollars. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. Here's the good news: since I already knew exactly what I wanted... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;AMAZON&lt;/span&gt;. I got both pairs for 75 dollars! Hooray. Seriously, saved me $150, and I got exactly what I wanted. Good times. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/span&gt; is great! She's so much fun, way easy going, and has a great sense of humor. She has a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;life size cutout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from twilight. We have so much fun scaring each other with that thing. Seriously, many times I've opened my bedroom door at odd hours of the night to find a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;pale skinned, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt; eyed man staring at me.&lt;/span&gt; Oh fun. But seriously, I'm loving both my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt;, Danielle and Lisa. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343189906561558674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SibS6RwN6JI/AAAAAAAAAO4/nkHcb7wEMFw/s200/twilight--large-msg-123139241983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, it's time to get cleaning and packing. (We're going on a trip to Michigan, Navoo, and CEDAR POINT!) Oh, the best news of all...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;DANIEL's getting his MISSION CALL today!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-1657924523090794754?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1657924523090794754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=1657924523090794754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1657924523090794754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1657924523090794754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-hp.html' title='My New HP'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SibRCgyu7hI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vtSWEtvNANU/s72-c/9167652_ra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-407556089416264408</id><published>2009-04-07T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:45:59.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want to &lt;em&gt;celebrate&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;joyfully&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;grand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;runs!&lt;/span&gt; Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CELEBRATE!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-407556089416264408?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/407556089416264408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=407556089416264408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/407556089416264408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/407556089416264408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-6234798273537143221</id><published>2009-04-01T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:25:48.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April First!</title><content type='html'>Guess what, I finally caved and got &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. But, um... I don't think I really like it. I wanted to see how my old friends in Michigan are doing. I saw, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and kind of wish I didn't, but what did I expect...)&lt;/span&gt; When I'm bored, facebook is the easy out. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Instead of helping with dinner, cleaning the kitchen, playing with my siblings... I get on facebook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;LAME!&lt;/span&gt; And when I can't sleep because there's too much on my mind, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I get on facebook&lt;/span&gt; instead of read my scriptures.

Facebook is awesome! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I totally see the advantages.&lt;/span&gt; But for me, it's not worth it. I'm not really a fan of technology anyway. I'm glad I got it, I got to say hi to my old friends and facebook no longer has to be this big mystery. But, I don't want facebook anymore. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I'm deactivating my account...&lt;/span&gt; huh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Bummer because it's kind of how you find out what's going on, but oh well. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And life is good!&lt;/span&gt; I love days off! (And I love work too. Honestly, freight is awesome!)
&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy April First!!! Be nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-6234798273537143221?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6234798273537143221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=6234798273537143221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6234798273537143221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6234798273537143221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-first.html' title='Happy April First!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-1637974928078879778</id><published>2009-03-23T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:22:44.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes you've gotta force a smile :)</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you feel totally and completely and horribly taken advantage of?
Listen to music, perhaps a little to loud (with head phones), until you temporarily forget the feeling. Then you get used to it, and just let it happen. Thinking to yourself, one day all this will be behind you and people wont take advantage of you anymore.

Manipulation bugs me. The worst part is, manipulative people tend to think they're so good at manipulating that you don't even notice they're playing you like a blind pawn. In reality, you know exactly what's going on but you don't want to sink to their level. You're too shy or nice, I don't know. It's just that something inside you is so afraid of manipulating/taking advantage of other people and it's like you can't help it. That's just how you are.

And does that mean you're always going to be the underdog? I don't know. But I think so. I'd like to believe that someday, someone really honest and fair will treat you/pay you/help you/value you for what you're really worth. Everyone can't be so selfish (do they call it cunning? Clever? Smart? Entrepreneurship?) that they'll get you for the cheapest deal possible. Or get from you everything they can. But then, I guess maybe the truly nice people are the underdogs and the manipulative "clever" people are at the top of the line. At least in this world.

I always thought I'd grow out of it. "Oh for now, people can take advantage of me, because I'm just a child." "Oh, this is my first job, so it's okay if they pay me a little to little." "We'll only be friends for a little while, so why not let them use me?" I love helping people. Really sincerely. I'll do everything I can to make the world a better place for everyone around me. I can't help it. I was just born that way. Trying to change that would be the hardest (and worst) thing for me to do. But sometimes I just want to cry. I'm not naive, I'm not easily tricked. I just want to help people. And yes, I know when people are taking advantage of me. It makes me want to cry. It makes me feel like I'm worthless. But I let them, and I'm afraid I always will. Not because I can't say no, but I can't. I'm blessed with so many great blessings, and I have embedded in me an eternal perspective, so how dare I ever not help someone. I just hope and pray this doesn't mean I'll always be the underdog. Someday we'll treat each other honesty. Maybe if I put up with all the manipulative people cheerfully here and keep doing my best to serve, I wont ever have to put up with them later.
Later.
And Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-1637974928078879778?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1637974928078879778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=1637974928078879778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1637974928078879778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1637974928078879778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-do-you-do-when-you-feel-totally.html' title='sometimes you&apos;ve gotta force a smile :)'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-6131682269036877276</id><published>2009-03-13T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:05:39.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Job</title><content type='html'>So... I have a new job! Hooray! Still at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Day's Market&lt;/span&gt;, because &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I really sincerely love that place.&lt;/span&gt; A lot of my good friends work there and it's right across the street from my house. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, the commute is so great and the coworkers are even better!&lt;/span&gt; :)  Anyway... my new job: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm the freight/backroom manager!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cool huh?&lt;/span&gt; Finally a management position. This is going to be great on a resume &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(and as my Dad put it, "now you'll have a reason to actually make a resume.") &lt;/span&gt;I've only worked one day as the official manager. I still get to check this Friday/Saturday and next, and then it's strait freight. The hours are going to be fun if I can work it right.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 4:30-11:30 or 5:00-12:00.&lt;/span&gt; That means an early bedtime; and with that, the capacity to be much more productive with my time. I could get a second job, take evening classes... or whatever. I'm going to take it easy for a couple months and just work full time, and then we'll see about a second job/school or whatever. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I really like the work, and the guys on the crew are so great!&lt;/span&gt; It's really nice to finally have only two people who are "above" me, the two store managers. Craig (one of the managers) pulled me aside and said look, you're now on equal grounds with (the other department managers) so no more letting them boss you around and give you jobs. You're in charge now." &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Such a good feeling!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(See, promotions are possible. You just have to stick around for a long time and put up with being under paid and over worked and then it'll pay off eventually. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;U&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;D&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;F&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;U&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;L &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;F&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;D&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;
(Not really a sign that I have too  much time on my hands, but rather that I am partial to the song I'm listening too. I don't want to leave the computer and therefore my music. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-6131682269036877276?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6131682269036877276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=6131682269036877276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6131682269036877276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6131682269036877276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-job.html' title='My New Job'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4407422101742435870</id><published>2009-03-11T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:01:25.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create. Watch and Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello friends!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember the Relief Society Broadcast when President Uchtdorf talked about being creative?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Watch this video produced by the Church.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's well worth your time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(1 min 40 sec.)
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://broadcast.lds.org/video/create/RS_2009_02_00_Create_HD_eng_.wmv"&gt;Create&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Windows Media Player&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or got to the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/pa/display/0,17884,4644-1,00.html"&gt;Relief Society Home Page&lt;/a&gt; to download it there.&lt;/span&gt;

Amazing, huh?

&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Have a most wonderful Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks all of you for being so great&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-4407422101742435870?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4407422101742435870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4407422101742435870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4407422101742435870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4407422101742435870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/create-watch-and-do.html' title='Create. Watch and Do!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-6936346826088526841</id><published>2009-03-09T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:46:23.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Chels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Guess what I got to do Saturday night?&lt;/span&gt; Go to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;VOCAL POINT&lt;/span&gt; concert! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yay! &lt;/span&gt;I love those guys. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thank you so much Chelsie!!!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbVxjuCIGpI/AAAAAAAAANo/16Gw2cHF_g8/s1600-h/vp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbVxjuCIGpI/AAAAAAAAANo/16Gw2cHF_g8/s320/vp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311276194019678866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very Happy Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-6936346826088526841?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6936346826088526841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=6936346826088526841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6936346826088526841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6936346826088526841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks-chels.html' title='Thanks Chels!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbVxjuCIGpI/AAAAAAAAANo/16Gw2cHF_g8/s72-c/vp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-2500040339297757102</id><published>2009-03-05T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:16:53.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Just a few og the things I am grateful for:

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc-0r3jzI/AAAAAAAAANI/Zn9UHvqPs3c/s1600-h/789px-RockCanyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc-0r3jzI/AAAAAAAAANI/Zn9UHvqPs3c/s200/789px-RockCanyon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309846195034099506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc_Lrtw_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/PjbXXXSjp0Q/s1600-h/draper_lds_mormon_temple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc_Lrtw_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/PjbXXXSjp0Q/s200/draper_lds_mormon_temple1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309846201207473138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc-pHSE1I/AAAAAAAAANA/dCFEKWZewmk/s1600-h/080723_rain_imminent-781920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc-pHSE1I/AAAAAAAAANA/dCFEKWZewmk/s200/080723_rain_imminent-781920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309846191927858002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc_wreZFI/AAAAAAAAANY/7HOVCH-bp34/s1600-h/IMG_1615_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc_wreZFI/AAAAAAAAANY/7HOVCH-bp34/s200/IMG_1615_0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309846211138577490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, lunch breaks, from which I must now return. And so, Happy Thursday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-2500040339297757102?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2500040339297757102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=2500040339297757102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2500040339297757102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2500040339297757102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SbBc-0r3jzI/AAAAAAAAANI/Zn9UHvqPs3c/s72-c/789px-RockCanyon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-2870004319796071214</id><published>2009-03-04T09:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:28:29.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocker, huh?</title><content type='html'>So...guess what? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You might want to make sure your sitting down...and breathing deeply.&lt;/span&gt; Want to know what I did?.....

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I discontinued from school.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Shocker, huh?&lt;/span&gt;

It just seemed/seems like the right thing for me to do right now. I should be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;saving money&lt;/span&gt; instead of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;accumulating debt&lt;/span&gt; for the next couple years. And so, that is the plan. I've felt really good about it the whole time. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The only hard part is my mom's really disappointed or something. But I'm sure she's trying to be supportive. I guess she didn't see it coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sure you're about ready to pass out now. You could try drinking some cold water.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Surprise!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;And Happy Wednesday!&lt;/span&gt; And Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WARM&lt;/span&gt; weather!!!

Oh yeah, I almost forgot...I have to mention this. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I went skiing for the first time on Monday.&lt;/span&gt; It was a blast! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I love skiing!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(and will probably never be able to afford it again, but it was well worth it. Thanks again for taking me!)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-2870004319796071214?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2870004319796071214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=2870004319796071214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2870004319796071214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2870004319796071214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/shocker-huh.html' title='Shocker, huh?'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-8696626898959834884</id><published>2009-03-01T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:24:20.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>Wow. Can you believe it? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I'm 20.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; was my birthday &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(and what a lovely one, too.)&lt;/span&gt; I'm surprised to find that I am pleased. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, people asked how it felt to be 20. I told them it hadn't sunk in yet, but that I didn't think I would like it. 20 seemed like such a kind of &lt;em&gt;scary age to be.&lt;/em&gt; Today, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I've &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed the feeling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's some sort of accomplishment knowing that I've made it through the teenage years.&lt;/span&gt; I'm surprised at the peace it brings. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;It simply feels really good, like I'm supposed to be 20,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which is nice &lt;em&gt;because I am supposed to be&lt;/em&gt; since I was born 20 years ago, huh.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;:0)   &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;; D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday! &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thanks for being so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-8696626898959834884?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8696626898959834884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=8696626898959834884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/8696626898959834884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/8696626898959834884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-official.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-1827941113697539369</id><published>2009-02-19T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:06:15.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt; Guys, I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to post about. I've been spending all my time &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;watching movies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;trying to not get too bored&lt;/span&gt; while combating this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;flu-cold-whatever-it-is-thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I changed my blog background like three times today trying to think of something entertaining to say, and in the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;this is it.&lt;/span&gt; I don't like being sick. But it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;a-o-k&lt;/span&gt; : ) , because my body and I had a conference today in which we decided that tonight is the last that I'll be sick. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;When I wake up in the morning, I'm going to feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;100% tip-top.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm SO excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And so, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY THURSDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I think my ride is almost here...I hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-1827941113697539369?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1827941113697539369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=1827941113697539369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1827941113697539369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1827941113697539369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-now.html' title='Happy Now'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-7995414119691021746</id><published>2009-02-17T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:48:23.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity?</title><content type='html'>Guys, is it vain to give myself a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Happy Birthday"&lt;/span&gt; background? The nice thing about scrap booking to blogging is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a scrap book, every page can have it's own background that fits the mood.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A blog has the same background no matter what you're posting about.&lt;/span&gt; It sometimes bores me. In a journal, your not worried about visual creativity (at least in my journal. My sister Amber draw lots of pictures in her's.) Journals are simply about discovering one's self for one's self. Yet, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;blogging is cheaper then both and perhaps a happy median.&lt;/span&gt; And so, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Even though I'm not particularly found of this background and really just particularly found of change.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-7995414119691021746?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7995414119691021746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=7995414119691021746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7995414119691021746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7995414119691021746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/vanity.html' title='Vanity?'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-2322268737883168592</id><published>2009-02-15T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:01:04.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day...and my upcoming birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;

Today was officially &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;my last Sunday in my Family's ward.&lt;/span&gt; Next week, my records will be sent to the 17th. I'm really excited. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;bummer dude&lt;/span&gt; part is that I didn't even get to go to the family ward today. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I have the flu&lt;/span&gt;. It was going to be my last Sunday with my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; little princess sunbeams.&lt;/span&gt; Short as it was, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;that calling was such a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;

I'm totally over my complaints about the single's ward. Sorry to those of you who had to listen to them. I don't know what came over me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;It's an AWESOME possum ward! Volleyball, whoot. : )&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;was the greatest!&lt;/span&gt; I went in to work, but only for two hours, because, as before mentioned, I have the flu. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;One of my friends&lt;/span&gt; from a couple years ago came in to the store and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;invited me to his family dinner.&lt;/span&gt; I told him I was too sick to be good company, but he said to come anyway. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so glad I did!&lt;/span&gt; I haven't been to his family's house in such a long time, and I just love it there! Plus I made a couple new friends, one of whom I decided is going to be my new buddy in the 17th ward, as he is a member their. Ryan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(the guy who invited me)&lt;/span&gt; lives up in Logan so I hardly ever see him, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it was just so awesome to have the reminder that there are super nice guys around.&lt;/span&gt; He, along with everyone at the dinner, was such great company. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thank you SO much Ryan!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(But shh...I told a couple guys I was too sick to go out last night, so don't tell them I did. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's a little different when you're with old friends and their family...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

Dad's home from China! He got back on Wednesday, so good to have him home.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also great news:&lt;/span&gt; Yesterday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got my first letter from the Ukraine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Guys, it's so cool writing and getting letters.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;My birthday's in less then two weeks! &lt;/span&gt;(13 days, to be more precise.) When I was little, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I could never seem to remember my birthday.&lt;/span&gt; I always gave people one of my siblings' when they asked for mine. It would make me feel so sad! What kind of six year old doesn't know their own birthday??? So, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;my mom made up a rhyme for me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rebekah's birthday's really great, it's February 28!&lt;/span&gt; Yay! Now you can remember too.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;

Have a very wonderful Sunday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-2322268737883168592?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2322268737883168592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=2322268737883168592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2322268737883168592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2322268737883168592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-sunday-i-dont-have-tons-to-say.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day...and my upcoming birthday!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-989673946001410808</id><published>2009-02-10T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:15:33.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals and Progress and Doing Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay, I need some help. I've somehow let myself develop the recent habit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;murmuring.&lt;/span&gt; And it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;time for it to leave,&lt;/span&gt; because it's really hard to enjoy life when you complain about everything... Especially since I have nothing to complain about! I get to go to an awesome university and study in a wonderful major. I love my family and my job. My friends are the greatest. The pollution's clearing up. I really shouldn't complain at all. I just have to stop being such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;scared&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZG1IdOTiwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rz6V-Dl5Jn8/s1600-h/funny-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZG1IdOTiwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rz6V-Dl5Jn8/s200/funny-cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301217393279994626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Guess What??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dad gets home tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt; Yay! I'm so excited. It's funny, things aren't that different when he's gone. My daily routine is exactly the same, but it still feels like something is missing. Heavenly Father is so smart, and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;family&lt;/span&gt; is the most miraculous, perfect institution. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Have a most &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;smileys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-989673946001410808?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/989673946001410808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=989673946001410808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/989673946001410808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/989673946001410808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/goals-and-progress-and-doing-better.html' title='Goals and Progress and Doing Better'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZG1IdOTiwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rz6V-Dl5Jn8/s72-c/funny-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4568244865656257192</id><published>2009-02-09T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:51:51.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A couple weekends ago,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got to go to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;princess party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Woa-hoo! She loves to dress up! I got to do her hair and make-up while mom pulled a beautiful costume together. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It's so much fun having sisters,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially ones who will let you dress them up occasionally.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUgdTSEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/haIAV1FE9Hs/s1600-h/closeup+sarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUgdTSEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/haIAV1FE9Hs/s320/closeup+sarah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300883348771784770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past Saturday,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to a the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Sweethearts" dance&lt;/span&gt; at her school with her friend Steven. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She looked so glamorous!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't stop staring.&lt;/span&gt;
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I'm afraid I'm a fan of black and white photos. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So for my sake:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUWIq1zI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8LJOO0gqrQ4/s1600-h/Amber2+cropbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUWIq1zI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8LJOO0gqrQ4/s320/Amber2+cropbw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300883346000893746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And for the rest of you:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUj1b4JI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Kro99y8VZ5A/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 72px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUj1b4JI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Kro99y8VZ5A/s320/hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300883349678317714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCISq2Rd_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/QOSniFvk2Ak/s1600-h/amber+and+group2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCISq2Rd_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/QOSniFvk2Ak/s320/amber+and+group2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886615736023026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCISUYmk5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/LshriizKAJQ/s1600-h/Amber2+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCISUYmk5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/LshriizKAJQ/s320/Amber2+crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886609705997202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's time to get to class,&lt;/span&gt; so have a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lovely Monday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Happy rainy day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-4568244865656257192?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4568244865656257192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4568244865656257192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4568244865656257192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4568244865656257192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-sisters.html' title='Beautiful Sisters'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SZCFUgdTSEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/haIAV1FE9Hs/s72-c/closeup+sarah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-5968977031163864329</id><published>2009-02-05T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:27:13.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Other Side of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYse46HUMAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oHKZgN5-4dU/s1600-h/BULLY+DOG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYse46HUMAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oHKZgN5-4dU/s200/BULLY+DOG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299363349552967682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here's a picture of my Dad with some of his co-workers in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; and the customer they're working with, "Bully Dog." From what I've heard, it sounds like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad's having a great time!&lt;/span&gt; He really likes the Chinese. I can't wait till he gets back. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Home's just not the same&lt;/span&gt; without a Dad around. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(He's in the back, to the left of the guy holding the "Welcome BullyDog" sign.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's so strange to think of my Dad being all the way in China. It gives me the butterflies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;but not really happy butterflies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;

Also, I finished filing my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;taxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Hooray!
Well, back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I have a ton to do today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-5968977031163864329?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5968977031163864329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=5968977031163864329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/5968977031163864329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/5968977031163864329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-other-side-of-world.html' title='On the Other Side of the World'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYse46HUMAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oHKZgN5-4dU/s72-c/BULLY+DOG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-5188753146669003685</id><published>2009-02-02T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:59:36.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Okay, I know I've already posted today, but I just have to ask...what's going on? I love my singles' ward, but tonight at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; there were over 40 people...and only 3 "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RMs&lt;/span&gt;." All of whom, I've already established zero interest with. And I LOVE the girls in the ward, but none of them are really the type of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; I connect with. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Trying not to be discouraged&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;what am I supposed to do?&lt;/span&gt; They won't let us go to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ward for our area. It just feels like we get double punishment, not only do we live at home (therefore diminishing our social lives) but we have to either go to our family ward with relatively zero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YSA&lt;/span&gt;, or go the stake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;YSA&lt;/span&gt; ward (which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; for those just out of high school, but seriously, when you've transitioned to the singles' life and are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ready to really grow up&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it's not the best.&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;It just doesn't seem fair sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; bad I could move out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It just feels like I don't have a place in this crazy world. I guess we all feel like that sometimes&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, chin up, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;moping&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. Don't worry, it's not so bad. I just feel slightly discouraged right now. I'll be over it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-5188753146669003685?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5188753146669003685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=5188753146669003685&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/5188753146669003685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/5188753146669003685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-5468626723230069904</id><published>2009-02-02T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:15:46.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are we so worried about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYdgYJgoomI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OCBCR6xt9hw/s1600-h/Defrain-stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYdgYJgoomI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OCBCR6xt9hw/s200/Defrain-stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298309454610604642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I just love the night sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Too bad it doesn't really look like this in Provo... &lt;/span&gt;No matter where you are, it's remarkable!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Return to the 17th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm back in the good old 17th ward &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(the singles' ward for my stake.)&lt;/span&gt; It's nice to be back with my friends. It's gotten a lot smaller, but that's okay. We'll just have to add a little energy. I really do love this ward. I still get to teach my sunbeams for a couple more weeks, hooray! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Tonight's my first FHE back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We're playing Guitar Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;......um, yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it'll be awesome to be with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;all my old buddies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Also, I took my third exam today and got a 98%. Sometimes I LOVE school, sometimes...well, not so much. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Have a very wonderful Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-5468626723230069904?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5468626723230069904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=5468626723230069904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/5468626723230069904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/5468626723230069904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-are-we-so-worried-about.html' title='What are we so worried about?'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYdgYJgoomI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OCBCR6xt9hw/s72-c/Defrain-stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4561436968057522869</id><published>2009-02-01T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:50:51.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>China, Families, and the Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYZ9xKaYu3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cTjo_turUmU/s1600-h/china-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYZ9xKaYu3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cTjo_turUmU/s200/china-flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298060295210056562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;My Dad leaves for China tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to miss him a ton. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good thing it's a short trip.&lt;/span&gt; He is the most incredible person that I know. One night, I was presented with that question, "Who is the best person you know?" I stand resolute in stating it to be my father. He impresses me more then anyone I've ever met.

In primary we're learning a new song called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The Family is of God.&lt;/span&gt; I love this song so much. The second verse says:
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A father's place is to preside, provide,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To love and teach the gospel to his children,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A father leads in family prayer, to share&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Their love for Father in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am so grateful to my father. Often times, during the tempests of life when I don't know where to turn, he is the one that lets me know everything will be okay. I know he doesn't realize what a difference he makes everyday,  especially on those days I let myself get over discouraged or deeply worried. Just thinking about my Dad is enough to put me back on track, to remind me that the gospel is what matters and that who you are is much more important then what you are.

I'm prone to letting myself feel overwhelmed and afraid, especially right now when it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;life's coming on fast.&lt;/span&gt; The daily miracle for me is that during those times of fear, I can turn my mind to my parents and the family they've raised.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; If I can manage to accomplish what they have in the home,&lt;/span&gt; then I know everything will be okay.

Sometimes, I feel envious of the people I meet whose parents are wealthy, incredibly "successful", or down right gorgeous. It's in their blood to be "great." But then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I remember what's in my blood.&lt;/span&gt; My parents have the real stuff figured out, and maybe someday I can have my own family like theirs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's not your pay, you title, you looks that make you remarkable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;It's your devotion to the Lord, to your family, to doing the very best you can to be who you are in the Lord's eyes; and this where my parents are remarkable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  This is where I hope to emulate them to the tee.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYaIIlOiNGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/T4dUuHD0egI/s1600-h/P1010243_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYaIIlOiNGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/T4dUuHD0egI/s320/P1010243_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298071692661372002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy travels Dad!&lt;/span&gt;
See you when you get home!
&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;(Also, good night friends! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And go to bed&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;and try not to keep me up so late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1645022627929763952-4561436968057522869?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4561436968057522869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4561436968057522869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4561436968057522869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4561436968057522869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/china-families-and-like.html' title='China, Families, and the Like'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SYZ9xKaYu3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cTjo_turUmU/s72-c/china-flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-3324683679366375250</id><published>2009-01-29T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:07:45.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO many Posts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, it's kinda fun having a few minutes everyday to wait for my ride from campus. It means I can write a little post. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess what I did today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I donated blood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the very first time ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Something about donating has always terrified me. It wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; bad. I don't know what drove me to do it, I was walking to my locker and next thing I knew, I was signing in. Weird! It wasn't at all like I expected. The needly didn't hurt at all. I filled the bag pretty fast (5 minutes, at least I think that's fast.) BUT, I got really really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pale&lt;/span&gt;. The guy thought for sure I was gonna pass out, and I almost did. When I was walking over to the "snack table" I suddenly lost a large portion of my hearing and got tunnel vision. It was a unique sensation for sure! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-3324683679366375250?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3324683679366375250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=3324683679366375250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3324683679366375250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3324683679366375250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-many-posts.html' title='SO many Posts!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-9082585554826256774</id><published>2009-01-28T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:19:08.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Huzzah!&lt;/span&gt; Exam 2 status: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;95%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-9082585554826256774?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9082585554826256774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=9082585554826256774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/9082585554826256774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/9082585554826256774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/huzzah-exam-2-status-95-hooray.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-191332006735881169</id><published>2009-01-27T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:54:58.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley Smiles, and the Clock keeps Ticking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;So... that's about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Smiley Smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;keeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ticking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;I decided today that time's not gonna change. Sometimes I wish it would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;fly by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;, sometimes I wish it would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today, I decided it's all irrelevant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(hopefully this lasts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Because whether or not the days rush by or drag on, it doesn't change the present. No more trying to rush ahead or slow down; just, you know, living. So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;smiley smiles and the clock keeps ticking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...but I don't hear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Today, my physics class was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; stressful. People were &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; confused by the lecture. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;!

&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Have a spectacularly wonderful evening! Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-6232599538573014084?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6232599538573014084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=6232599538573014084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6232599538573014084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6232599538573014084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/exam-one-status-complete.html' title='Exam One Status - COMPLETE'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-9169632289520659470</id><published>2009-01-18T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:28:30.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happenings!</title><content type='html'>Lovely physics! My brain hurts. So here's a couple &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;happy happenings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;of late...

-My new calling is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SUNBEAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teacher! It's absolutely such a treat. Today was our second week in primary, so we're still learning the ropes. After Opening &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Exercises&lt;/span&gt; we took our bathroom break...where one of the girls discovered the light switch. She &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and secretly I&lt;/span&gt; were fairly amused as she sneakily turned off the lights while a couple women in their 40's were in the bathroom. The women panicked like no other as my little sunbeams just quietly giggled in the pitch black. Oh fun! We got to spend several minutes of class playing the &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"walking reverently in the halls game."&lt;/span&gt; Next week, we'll play the &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"leaving the bathroom lights ON game."&lt;/span&gt; I really just love these girls!

-So I just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;realised&lt;/span&gt; I haven't blogged about New Years yet! I went to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rockapella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;/Noteworthy&lt;/span&gt; concert with my brother and one of our amazing friends. It was way fun. If I had a camera, I'd post some pictures, but I don't, so I wont.

-Good News! My friend Patrick leaves the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday morning! I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; very excited for him. He's going to be a wonderful missionary.

- I have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;! Okay, I have several, but this one's an &lt;em&gt;on-campus friend&lt;/em&gt;. For some reason this semester, I haven't really felt like talking to people in my classes (I've had &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; on my mind lately.) BUT, in Physics on Tuesday when I sat down, I just starting talking to the guy sitting next to me like we'd been life-long best friends. It caught be by surprise, but it was refreshing so I didn't stop myself. Then on Thursday he saved me a seat. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!

- On Friday I went to a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pirate's theme dance&lt;/span&gt;. It was way fun!

-Okay, last update... So I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; left my homework for the weekend in my locker on campus and didn't have the car (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amber was at an all day track meet.)&lt;/span&gt; I was distressed at first, but it turned out to be an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; blessing in disguise. I got to just hang out with my family for a few hours which I haven't really done for a while. Hannah and I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DDR'd&lt;/span&gt; it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for like an hour and a half. It was so fun. I LOVE playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DDR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;dance dance revolution&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; with her! Then Michelle and Sarah put on the most spectacular &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;puppet show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the family. It was, no joke, 45 minutes long! Whew. But was totally packed with comedy, mystery, suspense, comedy, romance, comedy, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;accidental&lt;/span&gt; violence and so much more! Wish you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; seem it. We were rolling in laughter! :)

Happy &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/span&gt;! Good Night! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-9169632289520659470?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9169632289520659470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=9169632289520659470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/9169632289520659470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/9169632289520659470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/lovely-physics-my-brain-hurts.html' title='Happy Happenings!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-41169436025128567</id><published>2009-01-09T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:35:55.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip'n Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SWgWCM5n13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HiXW2_AVlpM/s1600-h/snow%2520tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289501989425108850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SWgWCM5n13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HiXW2_AVlpM/s200/snow%2520tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Just had to say that I am LOVING the snow! There's more snow then I've seen in years and I couldn't be happier! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; on campus, piles of snow from clearing the walks, seriously the size of a school bus, dotted the university. Magically they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; during the night!? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Where'd&lt;/span&gt; it go? But, don't worry, today the sidewalks were completely covered in ice. It was so fun/funny. It was like ice-skating from class to class. No one would pick up their feet, and LOTS of people slipped (which wasn't fun or funny...&lt;em&gt;but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;secretly&lt;/span&gt; funny.) &lt;/em&gt;Happy Winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-41169436025128567?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/41169436025128567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=41169436025128567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/41169436025128567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/41169436025128567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/slipn-slide.html' title='Slip&apos;n Slide'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SWgWCM5n13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HiXW2_AVlpM/s72-c/snow%2520tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-7382510457486379491</id><published>2009-01-06T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:09:48.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL = COOOOL</title><content type='html'>Hello friends! Well, schools back in. I'm going year round until I graduate (April '11, unless I decide to do an internship.) I'm really excited! I love my major (Food Science with a Chemistry Minor) and I even enjoy reading my 1000+ pg textbooks. So, that's pretty much my life now... Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-7382510457486379491?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7382510457486379491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=7382510457486379491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7382510457486379491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7382510457486379491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye.html' title='SCHOOL = COOOOL'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4353485184913589738</id><published>2008-12-18T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:32:35.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SUr8nzSXOYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2rBkD-aHcXo/s1600-h/P1010359_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281311273757653378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SUr8nzSXOYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2rBkD-aHcXo/s320/P1010359_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1645022627929763952-4353485184913589738?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4353485184913589738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4353485184913589738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4353485184913589738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4353485184913589738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/SUr8nzSXOYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2rBkD-aHcXo/s72-c/P1010359_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4421699567251421284</id><published>2008-12-08T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:40:54.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW and The Oak</title><content type='html'>IT SNOWED TODAY! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! HAPPY WINTER!
Also, I got to chat a little bit with my favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; artist, Jenny Oaks Baker. Her nephew is a co-worker of mine. She had a concert with Kurt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bestor&lt;/span&gt; and needed some help selling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;, so my co-worker dropped my name. It turned out that Kurt's "people" were taking care of the CD selling, so instead she gave me some tickets to the concert and showed me around. It was fun to hang out a tiny bit back stage. I got to meet Kurt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bestor&lt;/span&gt; and band, see the McKay Events Center from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;performer's&lt;/span&gt; view, hang out in the dressing room...you know, all that kinda stuff. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. (The concert was AMAZING by the way! Kurt and Jenny are both so so very talented!.) Happy Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-4421699567251421284?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4421699567251421284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4421699567251421284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4421699567251421284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4421699567251421284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow.html' title='SNOW and The Oak'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4908998997915965235</id><published>2008-12-05T00:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:48:11.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/STjo79q6THI/AAAAAAAAADc/7SsTtyH2ils/s1600-h/IMG_0921_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/STjo79q6THI/AAAAAAAAADc/7SsTtyH2ils/s320/IMG_0921_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276223080329006194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's the middle of the night and all should be asleep, but I just can't seem to close my eyes.  I am so fortunate. My family is so wonderful.  Did you know Sarah means princess?  Princess Sarah, what a joy she is! Everyday she's smiley and happy, always full of energy.  I'm ever so grateful for her, and for my entire family.  I don't know what I'll ever do without them.  It comforts my heart to know that families are eternal. I am grateful to my parents for being sealed in the temple and for making family their number one priority.  I am so grateful for the gospel and for the atonement. Sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-4908998997915965235?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4908998997915965235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4908998997915965235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4908998997915965235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4908998997915965235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/12/princess.html' title='Princess'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/STjo79q6THI/AAAAAAAAADc/7SsTtyH2ils/s72-c/IMG_0921_0579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-6326278324204180027</id><published>2008-12-04T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:56:26.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy! Healthy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/STjP1r994BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/wVcZ9mhk5GM/s1600-h/orange3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/STjP1r994BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/wVcZ9mhk5GM/s200/orange3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276195484707184658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eat and orange. It's good for you.
Seriously. Go eat an orange (or a tangerine, or a mandarin.)
Yummy! Yum!
Happy Thursday Night!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-6326278324204180027?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6326278324204180027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=6326278324204180027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6326278324204180027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6326278324204180027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/12/yummy-healthy.html' title='Yummy! Healthy!'/><author><name>Rebekah P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889335671214316411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hpv9K5dZfAI/STjP1r994BI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/wVcZ9mhk5GM/s72-c/orange3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-2548477126613317431</id><published>2008-11-29T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:47:59.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insitute Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/STG9QN8ok5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/m_UbZillPFk/s1600-h/IMG_1692edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/STG9QN8ok5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/m_UbZillPFk/s320/IMG_1692edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274204724947096466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple weeks ago I went to an institute dance with my best friend Jonathan. So fun! Here are a few pictures my Dad took before we left. Isn't Jonathan a good looking guy? Don't tell him I said that, it would make him blush. : ) He's a good dancer too ; ) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but shhh...&lt;/span&gt;

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Okay, so my mom talked us into doing the "Cinderella" pose. Yeah, it took some arm twisting, but we gave in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-2548477126613317431?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2548477126613317431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=2548477126613317431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2548477126613317431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2548477126613317431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/insitute-dance.html' title='Insitute Dance'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/STG9QN8ok5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/m_UbZillPFk/s72-c/IMG_1692edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-768759185841371137</id><published>2008-11-28T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:07:48.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/STBroHZ7_MI/AAAAAAAAAUg/iuYWIvmHo_o/s1600-h/IMG_1715ediit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/STBroHZ7_MI/AAAAAAAAAUg/iuYWIvmHo_o/s400/IMG_1715ediit.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273833500577627330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-768759185841371137?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/768759185841371137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=768759185841371137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/768759185841371137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/768759185841371137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/STBroHZ7_MI/AAAAAAAAAUg/iuYWIvmHo_o/s72-c/IMG_1715ediit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4242735197851318150</id><published>2008-11-27T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:58:09.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Us!</title><content type='html'>Halloween costumes this year were a blast!
Lisa, Daniel, and I, along with my two best friends, Patrick and Jonathan dressed up as...
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Meet the Robinson! Such a great movie! Such a fun Halloween!  
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&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Jonathan, me, Daniel, Lisa, and Patrick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-4242735197851318150?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4242735197851318150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4242735197851318150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4242735197851318150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4242735197851318150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/meet-us.html' title='Meet Us!'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SS9OfWxwurI/AAAAAAAAASw/tNKxgnjzkGU/s72-c/Meet+the+Robinson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-4671770679541284608</id><published>2008-11-27T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:31:03.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here's a couple pictures from my family's vacation this summer. We went to Zion (of course) Bryce Canyon and the Grand Canyon (both for the first time.) It was so much fun! I love my family, and we all love camping. What could be better? 
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Hannah and I while hiking The Narrows at Zion's. Seriously, it amazing! At times, your surrounded by 2000 foot high cliffs walking in a 20 foot wide river. Highly recommended (but try to go during a less "touristy" time of year, it can get pretty crowded.)
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My family at the Grand Canyon. This is toward the end of our vacation. So, story: There was a lot of driving this vacation, but we didn't mind too much because we just love getting out and spending time together. We took two cars, and they were both packed. Fortunately, Grandma let us barrow her mini-van, we definitely needed the space. On the way home from the Grand Canyon (about, 3? hours from home) my Dad's car broke down. Ohhh that was fun! It wasn't really fixable, so we crammed all ten of us, along with a weeks worth of camping gear into Grandma's van. Were talking two to a seat with stuff cover your feet and lap (and head for some. :))But you know, it was actually really enjoyable. There's something so comforting about driving in the middle of the night with your whole family so close. 

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This is a picture of me at the Colorado in the bottom of the Grand Canyon. We got to the Grand Canyon the last night of our vacation. My Dad and I really wanted to hike to the river. We didn't start hiking until pretty late in the evening and on the way out, I'm sure we were the only ones hiking the trail. It was so cool to have the Grand Canyon to ourselves. The hike was harder then I expected. When you hike a mountain, you have a pretty good idea of how far you're going (you can see the summit.) In the Grand Canyon, it felt never ending. It was dark and I was out of water (my Dad didn't know, so shh.) If we turned around right then, we'd get back to camp at 3:30 in the morning and it felt like we still had years of hiking ahead of us. Dad suggested it was time to turn around. I agreed, but my feet wouldn't turn. There's something about setting your mind to something, looking forward to it through a week of hiking, that makes it just so hard to quit on your dreams. I've never quit on a hike before. All this rushed through my head and in my hesitation Dad said, "You want to keep going, don't you." I told him I always want to keep going (Keep moving forward, right?) We agreed to hike ten more minutes...guess what was around the next corner? The Colorado! Just five minutes from where we were sooo close to turning around. I'm SO glad we didn't quit!
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Dad at the Colorado River.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-4671770679541284608?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4671770679541284608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=4671770679541284608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4671770679541284608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/4671770679541284608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/summer-family-vacation.html' title='Summer Family Vacation'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SS9SRnS6fCI/AAAAAAAAATI/9gnZooTsiik/s72-c/IMG_1331_0482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-3216723151198630116</id><published>2008-11-23T20:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:03:50.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Okay. I need to post more. I love reading other people's blogs and keeping in touch with their lives. Yes, I'm sad/disappointed when other people don't update frequently. Yet, I average what, like one post a month with nothing much to say? I need a camera. But true, that's no excuse. So, here's a little of what I've done the last week or so for bored people who wish they knew a little more about what I'm doing. 

Thursday night I went to my very best friend's little sister's choir concert. She had a solo and was amazing! Friday was my day off and I spent all of it just running errands and hanging out. Hooray!

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Saturday night I went to the BYU Philharmonic Orchestra Concert. They played Bernstein's Symphonic Dances from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;West Side Story&lt;/span&gt; and Berlioz' &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Symphony Fantastique.&lt;/span&gt; I have a couple of friends in the orchestra and simply love live music, so naturally, it was wonderful! 

Sunday I got to substitute for the Nursery singing time. I've never enjoyed myself so much in a calling. In the evening I went to another choir concert. It was amazing and so much fun! Wow, I guess it's been a music filled weekend. Yay!

Other then that, I've just been busy working etc. School starts in a month and a half. I'm really looking forward to starting up again. I've switched my major to Food Science (research emphasis) and am excited for the opportunities it will provide. If every thing goes as planned, I'll graduate in April of 2011. That feels like forever away after already having three years, but I'm sure the time will fly. If not, I'll just have to, and plan to, enjoy every minute of it.

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Well, thus ends my update. My dad has a ton of pictures I need to get so I can blog about them...maybe someday. Until then, have a wonderful day! Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-3216723151198630116?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3216723151198630116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=3216723151198630116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3216723151198630116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3216723151198630116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SSovP5-lN0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/FQLg5FZ_rPs/s72-c/violin2Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-7861186624019792086</id><published>2008-09-23T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:40:25.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hoganphoto.com/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.hoganphoto.com/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Can I just tell you how very excited I am that it's Fall! Oh, I just love this season! The mountains are starting to turn fire-red and I get a chill of excitement every time I notice. True, Summer is &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;fun&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and I love to see it come...but I'm never sad to see it go. I love cold weather. Fall is so beautiful, but you know the best part about it? It brings in WINTER! HOORAY! The most wonderful time of the year. Happy Seasons! I'm so excited, my toes are tingling. Happy! :)   :D   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-7861186624019792086?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7861186624019792086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=7861186624019792086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7861186624019792086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7861186624019792086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s Coming!!!'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-1128031456981244137</id><published>2008-09-20T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:54:05.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reason to Rejoice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SNXus98BkNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WeNpZXPrH9g/s1600-h/Rainbows006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SNXus98BkNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WeNpZXPrH9g/s320/Rainbows006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248363397078159570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lucky pennies - High fives - Warm nights spent star gazing - Bracelets - Thunderstorms - Secret service - Grandparents - Going to bed early - Reaching goals - The Atonement - Sneaking a spoonful of ice cream - Music - Smiles, laughs and the like - "Hello" from an old friend - Clean socks that match - Mountains - Hope for the future - Answers to prayer - Rainbows - Testimony - Family - Temples - Autumn Colors - Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-1128031456981244137?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1128031456981244137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=1128031456981244137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1128031456981244137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/1128031456981244137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/09/reason-to-rejoice.html' title='A Reason to Rejoice'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SNXus98BkNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WeNpZXPrH9g/s72-c/Rainbows006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-2383983422725787279</id><published>2008-09-17T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:56:52.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New?</title><content type='html'>My Cello! I absolutley LOVE it!

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SNHobxHMxeI/AAAAAAAAARI/ePdeEpNMmcU/s1600-h/cello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SNHobxHMxeI/AAAAAAAAARI/ePdeEpNMmcU/s400/cello.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247230604600985058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

I really am in love with this instrument.  It’s a Cecilio.  No, I haven't played before. (Although in sixth grade I played the viola, kind of.)  I am, however, dedicated to learning.  Currently, I'm in the "forming calluses stage.”  It hurts.  It's worth it.  That’s what's new!

Oh yes... also new (sort of):

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My BIKE!  I got it during the beginning of Summer.  It's a TREK 2.1 wsd '08 and such a treat to own. Happy Day!
Which do I love more? ... my cello. But shhh, that's a secret as my bike cost significantly more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-2383983422725787279?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2383983422725787279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=2383983422725787279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2383983422725787279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/2383983422725787279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?'/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SNHobxHMxeI/AAAAAAAAARI/ePdeEpNMmcU/s72-c/cello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-7222947669760784582</id><published>2008-07-18T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:16:14.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SIDBVjR-daI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CjTpohbsmrk/s1600-h/100_2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SIDBVjR-daI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CjTpohbsmrk/s400/100_2569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224388143741826466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

At the Balloon Festival, July 3rd. I am so grateful for this great nation. We are so blessed with the freedoms we have. God bless America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-7222947669760784582?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7222947669760784582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=7222947669760784582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7222947669760784582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/7222947669760784582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-balloon-festival-july-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SIDBVjR-daI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CjTpohbsmrk/s72-c/100_2569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-500648637279415977</id><published>2008-06-27T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:44:02.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Want to see a picture of my backyard in Michigan?

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It was so charming; 10 acers of rolling hills, a little forest and pond. It took over four hours to mow on our ridding lawn mower and the wildflowers were enchanting!

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This little path weaved through the wooded area and around the pond. The wild berries (on the left and right) were so very delicious! 

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I wish we had more pictures, but still I am delighted to have these. Have a Happy Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-500648637279415977?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/500648637279415977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=500648637279415977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/500648637279415977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/500648637279415977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/want-to-see-picture-of-my-backyard-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/SGg3gJGiyiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pInYGDYZWRY/s72-c/landscaping+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-3494899580802540378</id><published>2008-04-07T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:51:32.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_pC6QAHa6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/685DL3YzfEw/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1010333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_pC6QAHa6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/685DL3YzfEw/s400/Copy+of+P1010333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186531489365846946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Two of the most wonderful parents in the whole world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-3494899580802540378?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3494899580802540378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=3494899580802540378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3494899580802540378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/3494899580802540378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-of-most-wonderful-parents-in-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_pC6QAHa6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/685DL3YzfEw/s72-c/Copy+of+P1010333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-6962445898027728832</id><published>2008-04-07T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:49:51.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_pCbAAHa5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/nUwTzDkLL6g/s1600-h/P1010213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_pCbAAHa5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/nUwTzDkLL6g/s400/P1010213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186530952494934930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Check out those burns! Don't worry, it all tanned the next day, but sleeping wasn't so fun. Oh how I love the lake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1645022627929763952-6962445898027728832?l=fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6962445898027728832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1645022627929763952&amp;postID=6962445898027728832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6962445898027728832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1645022627929763952/posts/default/6962445898027728832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthesmallandsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/check-out-those-burns-dont-worry-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R8cXG0mjRxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/n9m2cK3Up0E/S220/100_0472_editedd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_pCbAAHa5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/nUwTzDkLL6g/s72-c/P1010213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645022627929763952.post-3081623354390124260</id><published>2008-04-01T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:21:20.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look what I found: a couple pictures from a Civil War Muster/Ball I went to a few summers ago. The guy I'm dancing with fought on the South side. He was super charming and cute. Haha, good time. I was young and smitten. Lol. :)

&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_KlHAAHa3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/zSSjL0heUk4/s1600-h/Ball+1+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NeejTKiXQOQ/R_KlHAAHa3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/zSSjL0heUk4/s400/Ball+1+e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184387660735015794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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