tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13232581260669340582024-02-18T19:41:57.943-07:00Life As I Know It :)k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-56636881563882068932010-10-27T15:00:00.008-06:002010-11-04T15:16:05.136-06:00we're the three best friends anybody could have<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I have the 3 best friends anybody could have monica, leah, & kristi! I never got along with girls and pretty much thought they should die. I also have an older sister and we about killed each other growing up and all my close friends were guys. So I am quiet in shock to say my "best friends" are girls. I love them all to death and am thankful to have them as my friends! I would definitely be in a mental hospital without them. Aside from them always being there for me and all that stuff we share stuff in common such as. . . . </span><br /><br /><ul><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">GLEE- </span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">TAYLOR SWIFT</span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">FROZEN YOGURT/SMOOTHIES </span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">TV ON DVD (we are the reason FYE is still open, i guarantee that)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">FAAHEE (monday nights rock with us)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">OUR LOVE FOR 500 DAY OLD HIP/HOP/POP/ROCK/RAP MUSIC </span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">PIZZA PIE CAFE </span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">BORDERS</span></li><li><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">just to name a few </span></li></ul><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">My favorite thing tho is the stupid/funny stuff we say. . .</span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"I don't like you without Dr. Pepper"-leah to monica </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"if you lik me pot a hart! notice she didn't pot a hart." </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"So i said Kaaaaarina" </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"So like, leah what video, are you going to post tonight" </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"you know its about miley cyrus cuz she's an actress and is known for what she does on a mattress" </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"dear john is suppose to make you think its about John Mayer when she really changed it from dear joe because its really about Joe Jonas."- discussing taylor swifts new songs </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"Cinnamon Buns"</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"CINNAMON ROLLS!!"- 2 different occasions </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"SHOTGUN!"-Leah </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"Mike Alger!"-Monica(after seeing him, confused look on leah's face) </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"Mike Alger now triumphs shotgun"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">"So they have this membership at the yogurt place, that after you buy 10 yogurts you get one free. And then they plant a tree in the rainforest for you in your name! That sold me"-monica </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"People don't eat soup in the winter."-Kristi</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"How old is she?"-Kristi</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"19"-me</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"That is SO YOUNG!!"-Kristi</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"How old are you?"-me </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"19"-Kristi</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">"If you want good mussels you have to pay for them."-my keen observation</span><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Yes after reading all of them we sound absolutely retarded but that's why we are friend and continue to be friends. I love all of them for saying how it is, all of these girls would give you their last bit of their favorite treat if that is what it took to make your day. they are always there for you through the thick and thin. if you need a compliment they're the first ones to give it to you. Tokens of their love are always shown in some sort of treat haha. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">also a shout out to natasha who is pretty much up there with the other 3! I LOVE YOU ALL!! and look forward to more fun times ahead :)</span> Love kgrenk/reenie/sledy<br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-40408000072197318372009-07-06T12:43:00.009-06:002009-10-02T21:38:13.185-06:00Taylor Swift!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">On May 26th my little brother Klancy and I went to the Taylor Swift concert!! I know I know its like October and I am writing about May, but this is my blog and I'll write about what I want to;) haha. I am a super huge fan of her and her music, I love it as well is klancy. So when I heard she was coming to Salt Lake and in May I hands down decided that i was going for my birthday and i was going to take Klancy with me because he loves her and his birthday is in May also, so I bought the tickets. Klancy and I counted down the days, for me since I have been in the school for the past year I NEEDED a break and this was my way to get one. I had heard she wasn't that great in concert but I did not care at all!! </span></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420160135760722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCzdqFx5NsZ6llz6BmIhSILYLiXI8sDW7GLIEOqBGndSmj9DA1r9jl3Jw3qcjblmNTU3F5VJFqLKfrIUZIzPycmeGdxmbQH-F3Ex-10nFonopbfu5UxAvDicE8q8XVjIjOGveRwurjRPP-/s320/100_0166.JPG" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pretty much everyone was wrong and she rocked it!! It was well worth the money and I plan on going the next time she comes to Salt Lake!! Klancy was so funny he made me take like a million pictures and videos, seriously it was ridiculous sometimes I felt like I was only watching the concert through the camera! I seriously cannot wait to go to her next concert!</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='321' height='278' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzg0QAJNxSKu-bs1J6hN-AERM7vbl1F1ej1AIn2I-t8vzsnmCQyo9Ki7uzvE9ERcmFNU_Nwz2PZY8t3LPZQtA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">This was her last song "Should've Said No"</span> </div>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-60336413094592595032009-07-06T11:37:00.008-06:002010-05-22T20:04:46.736-06:00RICARDO!!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">This is Ricardo, my newly inherited chasity man. See Ricardo is special i met him when I first went to school at the U of U. I lived with 3 other girls Megan, Tabitha, and Maryn who were all previously living with each other when I joined them. They went to Big Lots and were shopping and saw him and it was love at first sight, I m almost sure of it, for Megan at least. Well they decided whoever was single at the end of the year would keep Ricardo and that he would watch the "chasity couch". </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355403469243914722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjic2OEeBHTU3HBSRGRfthjpev7-SGX__rBCOOCccQReC3182EMR0pCQSLp7LYN2YzM4TMJ4hsyI0JujEDR1LiJMc9X2LtkTzatLy2q_1Umu5U0EwHAM6JhIck2JK-VEzNqcp79GIBMSkC-/s320/100_0104.JPG" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">At the end of the year both Tabitha and Maryn were married in June, so it was between Megan and I on who got to keep Ricardo. Megan ended up taking him and I was all good with that. . . . thinking I would never see him ever again! That was May of 2006. . . . . </span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355409805961657362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoquZ4dH8aFetX37qyfOtrZX-PHgkhhEfN4rfMLBc5x7odL6sg5tnfuT8KEZVIMztf672TjJrXXolVvLpZYR7G7DER473Xhhrv8pXD9k8RMz_Nc9DKj4Pb76CRUggkFRSvl4MbhYNuwEad/s320/100_0108.JPG" /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Since then Megan has had guardianship and taken excellent care of him (except for the time when she was trying to hoola hoop and ended up knocking him over and breaking him, but she fixed him). Along with that any girl that has lived with Megan and Ricardo ends up getting married 2 years later and in June with the exception of 2, one of the roommates got married in December and the other me, hasn't gotten married. . . . . . So when Megan got married in May she needed someone to give him too and since I was the only one not married she asked me if i wanted him, i gladly accepted. We planned on meeting up before the wedding to exchange Ricardo, but neither of our schedules worked out, so at Megan's wedding dinner I was given Ricardo. </span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355409145374819234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhabx6ARmqdDmCPwChYq3jDW1x6DsBBr1yLQaW_m2CAgfBHD5evZdKEOUgdwrVE-4XAOXvXOFEIgGvy5MQT05F-dODJetbLpCl307imMKt4to3e_vyTojekv6CsIpvbtsahQn_IcqBSILjI/s320/100_0102.JPG" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Megan telling the story of Ricardo<br /><br /></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355410623870113250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_wQsfIhLC0JcXfh6Pxbg8e4UAVbG5Pa5TRq5oyi0zTmfHPmGRgrUMbJnGAjp6fHYLhLpDF5yAKLseuteUboRkt1u78BqtlSEIoXmD7HSME7YHhbHzBD-Nl169thObB1VFf36cnd-TM8QU/s320/100_0110.JPG" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Most of the girls affected by RIcardo<br /></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Oh and whenever someone gets married while living with ricardo their name and wedding date is written on the bottom of him. So now I must keep him until I get married and can pass him onto another roommate, it would be really cool to see him go on forever. </span></span><br /></div>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-36847109375495857002009-03-15T12:44:00.003-06:002009-03-15T13:02:33.627-06:00Change<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">LOOK I AM BLOGGING!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope the shock doesn't kill anyone;)<br />Life has been like maintained chaos, pretty much. Especially the last monthish, school is going so great and I can't believe I will be graduating in less than 8 months its unreal. It hit me just a little bit when on the last day of the term we made a human clapping tunnel for the graduating class to walk through as the came out of their last class. As they walked out and most were balling and it hit me in 8 months this will be my class, holy cow could it be???? The most exciting thing about this term is that I got a stinking 4.0 GPA!!!! I m amazed still that I did because 2 weeks before finals, something I never thought would happen did. . . . . . . . .<br /><br />My great grandma stokes passed away at the age of 96:( I always thought she would be around forever live to be over a 100, but I can't say it isn't slightly happy she is now with her husband Dale, who passed away 30 years prior to Grandma Stokes, I still don't know how she did it 30 years without the love of her life. But as my mom put it Grandma loved her family and kept count of all of them, which if anyone came up on her listing all of them would sound like a locker combination, 8-6-5-9-4-5-3-3-3 1/2-2, she knew each of us by name and loved us all. She had the best expressions out of anyone I know. She'd give you a hug and rub your feet, she'd tell you a scandalous story and tell you what she thought. She can't be replaced but she can be remembered :) She taught me that family is everything and you maybe as poor as dirt but as long as you have family you are richer than any man alive. Rest in peace Grandma and I love you!!!!</span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-57807046187568445362008-12-14T21:19:00.006-07:002010-05-22T20:05:23.396-06:00A Jumble of Things<div><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Look everyone I am blogging!!! Don't faint of shock yes its me and I am updating my blog!!! Where do I begin???? For those of you who don't know I started massage therapy school in October and have been in school for just under</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">3 months. I absolutely positively</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">LOVE IT!!</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">It is tough stuff but everday I learn something new and find more and more that I love about massage therapy. The thing that was hardest was waiting for my dang table to arrive!! I had to wait 7 weeks for it to come and I was dying the whole time wanting to have it to practice outside</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">of school. It finally came just over a week ago, and now I am officially in business. . . . .if anyone needs/wants one just let me know!! I need all the practice I can get!! I will have more stories about school later. . . . . . </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">My next thing is I get to talk to my brother in </span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">11 DAYS</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">!!!!! I</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> cannot wait its been roughly 5 months since he</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">left and I am dying to talk to him!! 2pm Christmas Day I will be unavaiable to the world until he hangs up. . . . so EXCITED! </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /></span></span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I also have a new niece</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Tegan Noel</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">, </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">she is freaking adorable and one of the best babies. Thats what they tell me anyway. When i get the chance I ll put some pictures up of her and her brother Dillon. I just love playing with him when I go see them he is so full of energy its unbelieveable</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">!! </span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355431367101622706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMfqbQR6II0-LCc3EIEYlG4EcFS_ateIhdpOiHn6VQaruHMPya52B2lVePO64aFOiuxH32QzVQ9r69j8IMf1LZvXmTSFUowYTsmh3-LbAgx0ZFcm_z3FDTIqE4EtcWUqYaczeRz5QIBG2/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Lets see what else?? Oh I am obsessed with Singstar! It s a kareoke type game for the playstation and I love it!! My roommate</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">monica owns it and lately</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">we have played it every sunday for hours upon end. Just singing our little hearts out and making fun of whoever is sick and trying to sing(last time that was me, and it was more because of my wheezing laugh that I get when I am sick. Apparently its hilarious) Anyway CHRISTMAS Is in 11 DAYS!! Now i just need to figure out what to get Klane for Christmas??? </span></span></span><br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></span></div>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-55118142470776291572008-09-26T18:30:00.008-06:002010-05-22T20:05:47.840-06:00Paper or Plastic??<span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Working at a grocery store is entertaining to say the least!! So I decided since I have been working there nearly 2 months I would share my </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">observations/stories</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">/insights:</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">1-No</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> matter what happens the cashier is always at fault and blamed. Case and point----I had this lady come through my line she had quite a large order and then wanted us to find somethings for her, no big deal, then she wanted 5 Rain checks! By this time the guy behind her was starting to comment on how long it was taking, she leaves. Then its his turn and he tells me how I should be more efficient and not cater to anyone(but wanted me to </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">find out several things for him) so as it was winding down I gave him a candy bar which leads to my second point</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">2-A FREE CANDY</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> BAR SOLVES ANY PROBLEM AND MAKES EVERYONE HAPPY! </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">3- People are lazy---No matter how far or close the shopping cart corral is people will do one of four things A) Put it away*love those people* B) Take it right next to the corral but</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> for some reason can't take it 5 more steps into the corral?? C) Push it far away enough from their car so you don't think its them yet there are no cars within a 100 yards of theirs, oh how sneaky are they or D) My favorite they put the cart right next to there car and hop in their car and speed off hoping you'll think its someone elses cart. We see you and aren't stupid but thanks for the laugh</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">----People you </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">aren't fooling anyone, only proving further how lazy of a people we are!! quit</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> being lazy. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">4- If there is a cart that looks like</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> a car, little kids will beg, plead and even</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> throw tantrums to have that cart! Bless</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">those mothers</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">5-Every pregnant women loves when you ask when they are due, and what it is? If you don't bring it up some will get offended and start to tell you all about it! My problem with that is what if one day I ask a lady</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">and she isn't pregnant??? Then I am in big trouble its a no win situation. And with my luck I would mistake someone who isn't pregnant to be pregnant!</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">6-If you have a semi unusual name people will comment on it all day long----"Karina? where is that from?(A ballerina, seriously) That's a really pretty name. I know someone with your</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">name. Why don't you spell it with a 'C'?(um hello like I chose how to spell my name talk to my parents, beside I like it with a 'K' what's it to you?) Fav--We're going to name our daughter that especially after meeting you"</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">7- Always ask for ID on alcoholic purchases----not because any juveniles have tried to buy from me but I had a stupidity moment. This guy came through my line and he was buying some alcohol, and he looked well over 30(I</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">f someone looks over 30 we don't have to ID them) so I didn't ask. The gentleman was like "Don't you need to see my ID?" Me"No you look well over 30" Insert foot in mouth right then, whoops. He got all offended and teased me about it. . . .for the record he was 47. . . .well over 30 right?? </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">8-Paper or Plastic? Should not be a tough life altering decision, one or the other NOT A BIG DEAL! So if someone asks you Paper or Plastic choose one in a timely matter of 1 sec! Neither is really helping the environment Paper- you kill trees, but it is biodegradable. Plastic you kill the whales but they can be recycled</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">9-12:00AM is closing time not 12:06AM The store closes at 12, the doors are closed don't beg and plead with us to let you because its only 12:06, well we want to go home so its not just 12:06 its 6 mins later plus your shopping time we would have to stay before we can go home, so don't whine to us for you not paying attention</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">to time---go to wal-mart its open 24/7</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Well that is it for now</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> I m sure I'll have more stories the longer I work there but that's what ya get right now!</span></span></span></span><span style="color:#ffcccc;"> </span></span></span></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-74413302467259992302008-08-14T18:40:00.011-06:002010-05-22T20:06:36.367-06:00A Few Thoughts<span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Why</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> are promises broken?---></span></span></span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Promises</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">are broken so that someone can come along and show you how to trust</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Why do people change?</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">---></span></span></span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">People change for good and bad, but the only change you can </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">control is within you</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Why are hearts broken</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">?---></span></span></span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Hearts are broken so they can become stronger,</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> and so that one day you can recognize true love</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Why</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">do friendships end?---></span></span></span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Friendships end for one reason or another but, when old</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">friendships end its the perfect time for a new one to begin. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Why don't we realize</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">what we have til its gone?---></span></span></span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">We are human, we get comfortable</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">so we lose people and things in our life to help us to be grateful</span></span></span></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-31999729217122483552008-08-06T17:00:00.012-06:002010-05-22T20:06:55.218-06:00GRATEFULNESS CHECK<span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Today has been a struggle to say the least. I was ranting and raving to my sister about all of my issues and how I couldn't do things anymore,</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> she stopped me abruptly and started to name things I should be grateful for. Immediately my mood began to change and I began to calm down, then my very in tune sister gave me the challenge that by tomorrow I needed to have a list of 10 things I am grateful for and why. Not just a list but a thoughtful list. Here is the list of 10 things I am grateful for</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">:</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">1-</span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">MY SISTER KENDRA</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">- for always being there to wake me up when I am being selfish and in self-pity. Her willingness to listen to any of my stories or problems no matter what time of night and how stupid it may be. Cheering me on in all my efforts even when I don't</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">think I can do it! Thanks for letting me always tag along when we were younger, and sacrificing your friend time and letting me come! It saved me:) Finally I love her outrageous and retarded voicemails that always make my day. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">2-</span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">MY MOM-</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Though we may not always see eye to eye, she is there always having my best interests at heart. Loving me despite all my flaws, foolishness, and crap I put her through. Simply sending me a text saying"Just wanted to let you know how much I love you" at 11:00pm which is way past her bed time=) Sitting with me at work for 7 completely boring hours and not complaining. The songs she makes up that make no sense but always put a smile on my face. I love her hugs and its hard not getting those as often anymore since I live away from home</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">. I m so glad she is only a phone call away, which we all say but I really am it brings home closer to me since I am down in Orem. Thank you mom for keeping me up on all the family news, you know how much I hate being out of the loop. Thanks for trying your hardest to make it possible for me to finish school and the unwavering support. I love you Mom</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">3-</span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">MY CAR- NEMO</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> I am so glad for a car that can get me around everywhere and anywhere my heart desires and allowing me to help others in the </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">process.</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">4- </span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">BEING LDS</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">- I am grateful to the church and its awesome teachings full of hope, I am so grateful that I have the knowledge that one day I can live with my Heavenly Father and my family again, that even though I mess up it doesn't mean the end of things that I can repent, prayer-that I can pray and receive comfort and direction in my life, temples- how lucky I am to have not only 1 but 2 that are within about 20mins of where I </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">live. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">5- </span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">MY UNCLE KEVIN & AUNT ELAINE</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">- For allowing me to live with them for about a month while I wait for my contract to begin. For feeding me, providing a bed, allowing me to stay out late, helping move all my stuff downstairs, and just talking to me and ask me what is going on my life. Oh and</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> for putting up with me reading Breaking Dawn and my random ranting and outbursts about the book. Thanks for everything!!</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">6- </span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">FRIENDS- </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I am grateful to all my friends for putting up with my blondness, and me in general it takes a lot! Thanks for making me laugh, especially Kristen, Chris C, and Chris H----you 3 make my day more often than not. Thank you to My Boys back home who allow me the only girl left to hang out with them when </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I go home. To everyone else thanks for everything you do its appreciate, sorry if I don't always show it! </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span><span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">7-</span></span></strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">MUSIC-</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> Thank you music for allowing me to express how I feel and being an intricate part of my life, a stress reliever(driving down the street blasting</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">the music and singing at the top of my lungs) And for keeping me awake at work:)</span></span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">8-FOOD-</span></strong></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> I love food and am grateful that it is so easily accessible to me to have all the time and that I don't have to starve and scrounge for it!!</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">9-</span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">BOOKS- </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">For allowing me to escape reality for a few hours and letting my imagination go.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Also for letting me learn so much that I wouldn't be able to learn otherwise.</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">10- </span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">MY BROTHERS & DAD- I</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> love you all!! Thanks Kaydo for being my best friend growing up and being protective of me and watching out for me- I m so proud of you!! Dad thanks for providing all of us with more than the necessities and loving and supporting me unconditionally. Klancy & Klane I love you 2 pains!! I can't wait till you two are all grown up the 6 of us will have even more fun, thanks for calling me</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">and wondering what I am up to for no reason at all. Kyle- Thanks for being the oldest and taking on that responsibility, thanks for being a pretty cool brother, I'll always remember when you took me to Wendy's for lunch just to talk and hang out with me.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I am grateful for much more than these things but these are the people and things that came to my mind! I can tell you that this is way more impacting than just</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">making a list truly thinking about it makes all the difference in the world. =)</span></span></span></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-71566322503225933722008-07-28T18:43:00.018-06:002010-05-22T20:07:12.899-06:00Boating at the MTC?<span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Okie dokie, where do I begin?? Life is a little bit more than crazy right now, but I love being busy so I really don't mind. I</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">ts always to better to be busy than to let your mind wander and make you crazy.</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">On Wednesday July 9th, was the toughest of days in a long while............My family a</span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ECItWZgTbCEUgHY0Bl9gmXcgwsfbTBCdZLO7CVI3C_9_pg1pvnTPBQzxh_OwrWSy9mySXV_MJFtvYEIT8Abmq8V51Zi1NAzAiH8ghYm3Zz3RnxZERC_qAq9JyJIujEbxxwG909vLNZY5/s1600-h/kaydoandi.jpg"><span><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228244655783808146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ECItWZgTbCEUgHY0Bl9gmXcgwsfbTBCdZLO7CVI3C_9_pg1pvnTPBQzxh_OwrWSy9mySXV_MJFtvYEIT8Abmq8V51Zi1NAzAiH8ghYm3Zz3RnxZERC_qAq9JyJIujEbxxwG909vLNZY5/s200/kaydoandi.jpg" width="190" height="201" /></span></a><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">nd I took my brother Kayden to the MTC. The day began with me waking up at 6am, so I could get ready and be able to meet my family at 8:30 am in Salt Lake so we could all go see the Joseph Smith movie. Th</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">e main reason we were going to the movie was because Kayden had never seen it before. (It is so amazing and if you haven't had the opportunity to see it yet you should find one and go.) As usual my family was running late and didn't make it to Salt Lake til 8:50am ! We barely made the showing of the movie. As we exited the theater there was a sister missionary from Japan, who immediately asked my Dad, "You a cowboy</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">??</span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzX14Shy5HvCJ_A4ZtbdfZ-MW8BMNe_ShOqCk_UOAfI-qx9Mce-av2RzCWCBbCpfVjoHLzBWZWWTCDXZbXDimfTp2ie6I8jahbIA9_1VgdQg1aj5B1klvk3JTDWecOpDG-Wt8Vyh5UvQH/s1600-h/parentals.jpg"><span><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228245181972832130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzX14Shy5HvCJ_A4ZtbdfZ-MW8BMNe_ShOqCk_UOAfI-qx9Mce-av2RzCWCBbCpfVjoHLzBWZWWTCDXZbXDimfTp2ie6I8jahbIA9_1VgdQg1aj5B1klvk3JTDWecOpDG-Wt8Vyh5UvQH/s200/parentals.jpg" /></span></a><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> You from Texas??" It was histerical! (for those of you who don't know my dad always wears a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, and when in sunday dress a string tie!!) That surely boosted my Dad's ego and furthered his disillusionment that he is a cowboy. As we walked to the cars we had the ultimate decision to make, where to eat Kayden's last meal?? After a short disscussion, w</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">e decided to go to IHOP, but we only had an hour and half till he had to be at the MTC and at least a half hour travel to the IHOP in Orem. We rushed to IHOP for a quick brunch, Then we continued on to the MTC, it had been 7 years since we had taken my older brother Kyle there. All I can say I dislike the MTC drop off!! Kayden has</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">been gone for nearly 3 weeks and he is doing so well, loving the MTC, Spanish and he just can't wait to get to Argentina! </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Last week I went boating from the 22nd to the 25th up at Pineview Resevior up Odgen Canyon, with my neighbors Jina & Guy's family, it was a blast! Most of the</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">time it was just me and my 4 children(Jina & Guy's kids) Lindsey 12, Sydney 11, Brady 9, and Kayley 7, I have babysat them for years and their whole family is like my 2nd family, so it isn't really weird for me to go on vacations with them. Kayley kept calling me mom the whole time, might as well have been I made sure they were dressed, sunscreened, made thier meals</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">, </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">fed, washed up, and had to keep track where they were at at all times. It was exhausting and I am still recovering from it all!! Last year I got so burnt, it blistered and I peeled for weeks, this year I got burnt and now its a sweet tan!! I was a little</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">smarter this year and went outside more before I went boating for a week;) </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Now I am moving into my uncles house, I never knew I had so much crap!!! Most of it I have inherited from my previous roommates who either gave it to me</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">or left it when they moved and never took it when they came back! Lucky me is all I can say!! </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span></span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Just a little list of what I have "inherited":<br />Broken Vaccum</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Broom</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Swifter Duster</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Swifter Mop</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Mop</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Boxes of Food</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Canned Food</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Lots of food</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Toaster</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span></span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Beligum Waffle Iron<br />Sugar, Flour & Cookie Containers</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Naked Man Poster</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Reading Lamp</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Iron</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Ironing Board</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Dart Board</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">A BIG box FULL of Cleaning</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> Supplies</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I think that is all.......I might find more as I clean but I just can't believe what they left behind but oh well more for me and I don't have to spend my money to get it!!! Now I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">m just going to be </span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">living with the relatives til end of August then I move in with Kristen and Monica at the Branbury!!!! Pretty stoked for</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> it all!!</span></span></span></span></span><span style="color:#ffcccc;"><br /></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-24522143160420869282008-06-25T17:50:00.020-06:002010-05-22T20:07:41.054-06:00Three Days<span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Have you ever had one of those weeks that by Monday night you are wishing the week were over and done with, but next thing you know its only Wednesday, and it’s as if 3 weeks have gone by?? That is what it feels like right now for me. . . . . . .so many decisions to be made, so many people to help, and so little time to take it all in. I seriously wish with all my heart that</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">no one would be hurting, money wasn't a constant issue, nothing unexpected never happened, and relationships were less complicated. That is not the case but every time you learn something new and are a stronger person through it all. Though while it’s happening, you can't realize the changes or impact you are having on someone.</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Something very profound that stuck out to me while I was listening to a friend's homecoming in his talk</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">he said "</span></span></span><em><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">When life gives you lemons make lemonade, we have all heard that saying before but think about this, we all are given lemons but it is our choice</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">what we make out of them, we can either let them rot, or we can choose to make them into something better and more than just lemons</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">."</span></span></em><span><span><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> was just paraphrasing it and maybe its not even close to what he said but it has helped me survive this week. I just have to say that</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I am thankful for all those around me, for listening, giving me a hug or just asking simply how I am.</span></span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323258126066934058.post-30838988994225035952008-06-20T18:26:00.025-06:002010-05-22T20:08:00.378-06:00Changes and Experiences<span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Well</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">here I go starting the blog. . . . . . .Lately I have had so much on my mind and these next 2 1/2 months are going to bring on a whirlwind of changes for me</span></span></span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">In 19 days my "lil" brother Kayden goes into the MTC for his mission to Argentina, he is one of my best friends!! We haven't ever been separated longer than 2 months!! I am only slightly traumatized by the fact that he will be gone in less than 3</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> weeks!!! Overall I am excited for him I know he'll be an excellent missionary! =) Also on the whole mission thing, nearly all my guy friends will be home within the next few weeks! I am so excited but also weirded out because it seems like just yesterday they were all leaving!! It brings back lots of memories from high school and my first year of college but that's for another post.</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">In</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">roughly 40 days, I'll be moving in with my aunt and uncle temporarily between contracts at parkway and my new place at the Branbury. . . . I will be living with my aunt and uncle for about 3 weeks. They have all boys which is no big deal for me since I was</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">basically raised with all brothers anyway, I have 3 younger ones. After that then I will move into the Branbury with Kristen and Monica, two of my</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">best friends that I have met since I moved to Orem/Provo area. And then my 3rd roommate is Kristen's cousin Tally and I am excited to get to know her. I am beyond happy to be able to finally pick my roommates, it’s a new thing for me I usually just go for the random draw and hope it works out. . . . . . . . .but am beyond happy that I already</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> know 2 out of my 3 roommates for in the fall!!</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">In about 63 days I am starting massage therapy school!!! I can't believe after 2+ years in college I am finally going to be done and in something completely different than I started out doing, though they are similar. . . . . . I started out in nursing and will graduate in May 2009 in massage therapy!! I can not even express how excited I am to finally be done with school and that there is an end in sight!! I know its going to be tough but I can do it!! So all you all better let me practice</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">on you so I can be the best massage therapist ever!! Hopefully I don't have to twist too many arms ;)</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">I</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> also had one of the most amazing experiences of my life last night, though I will not go into very much detail I will say this much I know that my Heavenly Father loves all of us so much, that the holy ghost is a key, and that the Church is true!!! I know it!!Well</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">that is it for now, and now I am just going to wait and see what happens with everything that is going on in my life!!</span></span></span></span>k-grenkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16783221791814492769noreply@blogger.com0