<?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-7834816668616172141</id><updated>2011-12-29T23:24:37.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8766603743890695913</id><published>2010-04-22T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:54:22.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My brother got his call!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He leaves 07-30-10 to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;SCOTLAND!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463020184786737074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S9CL6esAl7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/igg335ZI9NU/s200/Scotland.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He is so &lt;strong&gt;LUCKY&lt;/strong&gt;!! Dale and I are going to have to visit in two years after his mission! We are so proud of him!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8766603743890695913?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8766603743890695913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8766603743890695913' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8766603743890695913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8766603743890695913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS!!!!!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S9CL6esAl7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/igg335ZI9NU/s72-c/Scotland.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6155633496164189741</id><published>2010-04-12T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T15:40:15.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first WOOT purchase!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S8OdE6QLkzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ec8RDiQFsO8/s1600/woot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459379880985334578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S8OdE6QLkzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ec8RDiQFsO8/s400/woot.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;So since about February I've been addicted to Woot. (thanks to KC) I have been tempted to buy everything that comes on this site because it looks like such a great deal. But I've had to have some self control tell I finally found something that i couldn't live with out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459380476538561234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S8Odnk3IotI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8K--nOVN6fg/s200/tooth+brushes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;When I saw these little zapi things I HAD TO GET IT!!!! They are regularly priced at $30 each and I got them for $9.99. I was so excited. I've wanted to get zapi since Christmas when i saw it a magazine! Now Dale and I both have one. My is the cuter one. WE LOVE THEM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought KC would be super proud of me for this. (sorry it took forever... shipping took forever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6155633496164189741?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6155633496164189741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6155633496164189741' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6155633496164189741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6155633496164189741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-woot-purchase.html' title='My first WOOT purchase!!!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S8OdE6QLkzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ec8RDiQFsO8/s72-c/woot.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3043214646764313829</id><published>2010-03-31T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:54:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S7Ooedt5rQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Fbtryh-YvVo/s1600/child+crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454888815002496258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S7Ooedt5rQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Fbtryh-YvVo/s400/child+crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I love this picture!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright as you have noticed I haven't been doing very well filling out the day to day questions. I just don't have time for it. So.... I'm giving up.... throwing in the towel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side I get to talk about things I want to talk about again. Which is AWESOME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So stay tuned for my next blog post. ( I think KC is going to like it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3043214646764313829?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3043214646764313829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3043214646764313829' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3043214646764313829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3043214646764313829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m DONE!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S7Ooedt5rQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Fbtryh-YvVo/s72-c/child+crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-1500181764460146212</id><published>2010-03-17T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:15:51.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 07 -- A photo that you took</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S6FuZyBzX2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JHPC8VO8UsE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449758413300129634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S6FuZyBzX2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JHPC8VO8UsE/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (sorry so late) I'm FINALLY ENGAGED!!!! Dale proposed to me on Monday 15, 2010.  We went to dinner at Chile's which wasn't really out of the norm for us. We were there with Tiffany and Ben. We were just talking and having a good time. Now looking back I did notice Dale was acting funny. His face was really red and hot and he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fidgety&lt;/span&gt; and didn't talk much.  But I really didn't have a clue what was going to happen next.  So when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dessert&lt;/span&gt; was served a big vase of roses and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lilies&lt;/span&gt; was placed on the table and then next thing I know Dale is on his knee's proposing to me. I don't really remember what he said because I was in such a state of stock.  But of course I said YES and the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chile's&lt;/span&gt; staff and people in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; was cheering for us. I started to cry. I was so happy!!! 09-24-10 BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-1500181764460146212?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1500181764460146212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=1500181764460146212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1500181764460146212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1500181764460146212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-07-photo-that-you-took.html' title='Day 07 -- A photo that you took'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S6FuZyBzX2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JHPC8VO8UsE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3730480760667716502</id><published>2010-03-17T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:00:02.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 06 -- Whatever floats your boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S56T3n6nBVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/9mHnn0V2moM/s1600-h/bedbathbeyondstore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448955182981776722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S56T3n6nBVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/9mHnn0V2moM/s400/bedbathbeyondstore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Saturday Dale and I registered at Bed Bath and beyond. It was so exciting. We spent three hours in that store looking at things and deciding what we envisioned our new apartment to look like. It made me realize that we need a LOT of stuff. I loved playing with the gadgets and the little laser thing. I'm so excited. There are several things at that store that I want to buy so bad! I would seriously love a dehydrator for fruit and our plate set is to die for. I love it so much!! I'm so excited for our wedding. Doing that this weekend made things really real for me. PS our registry is 34 pages long!  (Happy St Patrick's Day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3730480760667716502?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3730480760667716502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3730480760667716502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3730480760667716502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3730480760667716502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-06-whatever-floats-your-boat.html' title='Day 06 -- Whatever floats your boat'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S56T3n6nBVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/9mHnn0V2moM/s72-c/bedbathbeyondstore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-148200192955326275</id><published>2010-03-16T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:00:00.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 05 -- Your favorite quote</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite quote. I have it written on sticky note at my desk. I pretty much read it every day. Just to remind me that the lord has control over everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pray like its up to the lord. Work like its up to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This helped me a lot when I was on the verge of losing my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-148200192955326275?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/148200192955326275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=148200192955326275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/148200192955326275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/148200192955326275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-05-your-favorite-quote.html' title='Day 05 -- Your favorite quote'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3597210903461299877</id><published>2010-03-15T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:58:15.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 04 -- A photo that makes you angry/sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S56RQpg9NhI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xJOkUTWn48E/s1600-h/haiti-presidential-palace-before-after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448952314372896274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S56RQpg9NhI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xJOkUTWn48E/s400/haiti-presidential-palace-before-after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture breaks my heart! I wish there was more that I could do for Haiti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3597210903461299877?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3597210903461299877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3597210903461299877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3597210903461299877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3597210903461299877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-04-photo-that-makes-you-angrysad.html' title='Day 04 -- A photo that makes you angry/sad'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S56RQpg9NhI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xJOkUTWn48E/s72-c/haiti-presidential-palace-before-after.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-5191069959929229318</id><published>2010-03-14T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:00:01.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 03 -- Your favorite television program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S5mfq27mgwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1cvrr9VL0IE/s1600-h/Say+yest+to+the+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S5mfq27mgwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1cvrr9VL0IE/s400/Say+yest+to+the+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447560782930150146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a bit more trick. Depends on what mood I'm in, I know I use to love John and Kate plus 8. But since its been canceled. I would have to go with Say YES to the dress. I trick Dale into watching it with me. I tell him that if he watches the show with me and my dress shows up I'll point it out to him. My dress has yet to be shown on the show. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-5191069959929229318?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5191069959929229318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=5191069959929229318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5191069959929229318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5191069959929229318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-03-your-favorite-television-program.html' title='Day 03 -- Your favorite television program'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S5mfq27mgwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1cvrr9VL0IE/s72-c/Say+yest+to+the+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-940033253619224548</id><published>2010-03-13T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:00:01.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 02 -- A photo that makes you happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S5md8pifJxI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fGJ4t7Cf4sY/s1600-h/bubby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S5md8pifJxI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fGJ4t7Cf4sY/s400/bubby.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447558889549539090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my brother Jeff AKA Bubby. It makes me laugh so hard!! He is dressed like an old man. He actually went out like this and had a suite jacket to go with it. He is trying to look like an old person... but looks more like a special person. Man I'm going to miss him when he leaves on his Mission. The crazy things that boy does to get a laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-940033253619224548?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/940033253619224548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=940033253619224548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/940033253619224548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/940033253619224548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-02-photo-that-makes-you-happy.html' title='Day 02 -- A photo that makes you happy'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S5md8pifJxI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fGJ4t7Cf4sY/s72-c/bubby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6876001970051482999</id><published>2010-03-12T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:00:00.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 01 -- Your favorite song</title><content type='html'>My favorite song. Well this is a very difficult decision to make. I love all kinds of songs and pretty much can sing to all of them. My favorites are 80's love songs and the songs that aren't really heard on the radio. Here are a few examples of the songs I love. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iY1fHbHmYnE&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yqM--IMkX4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6TtwR2Dbjg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6TtwR2Dbjg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6876001970051482999?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6876001970051482999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6876001970051482999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6876001970051482999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6876001970051482999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-01-your-favorite-song.html' title='Day 01 -- Your favorite song'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-4534953330842447787</id><published>2010-03-11T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:01:38.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of blogging.</title><content type='html'>I've been blog stacking a few people and they have been doing this little 30 day thing. I'm really crazy busy right now and I don't know what has come over me to do this. But it seems like a good idea. So I'm going to do it!&lt;br /&gt;So here is the list:&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 -- Your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 -- A photo that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 -- Your favorite television program&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 -- A photo that makes you angry/sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 -- Your favorite quote&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 -- Whatever floats your boat&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 -- A photo that you took&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 -- Your favorite movie&lt;br /&gt;Day 09 -- A photo of you taken over ten years ago&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 -- Your favorite book&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 -- A talent of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 -- Whatever floats your boat&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 -- A photo of you taken recently&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 -- A hobby of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 -- A YouTube video&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 -- An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 -- Your favorite website&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 -- Whatever floats your boat&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 -- Your favorite recipe&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 -- Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 -- A fictional book&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 -- A song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 -- A non-fictional book&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 -- Whatever floats your boat&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 -- A song that makes you want to get up and dance&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 -- Your job&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 -- Your family&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 -- Favorite Vacation Spot&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 -- Favorite band or singer&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 -- Hopes/dreams/plans for next 365 days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-4534953330842447787?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4534953330842447787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=4534953330842447787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4534953330842447787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4534953330842447787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/30-days-of-blogging.html' title='30 Days of blogging.'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-1449738379494113711</id><published>2010-03-10T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:06:57.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;197 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Days left tell I become MRS. CARRINGTON!!! I'm just a little excited. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-1449738379494113711?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1449738379494113711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=1449738379494113711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1449738379494113711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1449738379494113711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/197-days-left-tell-i-become-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-1770106950137875927</id><published>2010-02-22T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:26:35.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random picture EXPLOSION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took all of these pictures with my phone to one day blog about it. When the memory on my phone was completely full and I didn't want to delete any pictures it was finally time to blog. Here are some random pictures that I didn't have the heart to delete until I posted. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441256168253285762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5p_Cj5YI/AAAAAAAAAvA/-MxSMVIq_aw/s400/sexy+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5fGx0F0I/AAAAAAAAAu4/enm5rhKIUkM/s1600-h/going+to+the+temple.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441255981351966530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5fGx0F0I/AAAAAAAAAu4/enm5rhKIUkM/s400/going+to+the+temple.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going to the temple grand opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5W7QDzPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/chg5meEMBig/s1600-h/draper+temple.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441255840818646258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5W7QDzPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/chg5meEMBig/s400/draper+temple.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draper temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5PpJizII/AAAAAAAAAuo/L-VtNAI2NX0/s1600-h/going+to+draper+temple..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441255715700395138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5PpJizII/AAAAAAAAAuo/L-VtNAI2NX0/s400/going+to+draper+temple..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bus ride to the Draper temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M48UZ-oRI/AAAAAAAAAug/kTHEIu6aY6s/s1600-h/jefferys+surgery+stoned.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441255383714668818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M48UZ-oRI/AAAAAAAAAug/kTHEIu6aY6s/s400/jefferys+surgery+stoned.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeffrey drugged after his major knee surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M41dHVP1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/PDZzR8ZZYBY/s1600-h/jeffs+surgery.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441255265793294162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M41dHVP1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/PDZzR8ZZYBY/s400/jeffs+surgery.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M4fhjDtlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/v7vsflOUSco/s1600-h/headache.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441254889026205266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M4fhjDtlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/v7vsflOUSco/s400/headache.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Worst migraine of my LIFE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M4WNhlOxI/AAAAAAAAAuI/kiiDbgYAcvo/s1600-h/snuggle+bunny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441254729032481554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M4WNhlOxI/AAAAAAAAAuI/kiiDbgYAcvo/s400/snuggle+bunny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SNUGGLE BUNNY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M4KRRkJfI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ubX4v5P5FJ0/s1600-h/toys+parade.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441254523880613362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M4KRRkJfI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ubX4v5P5FJ0/s400/toys+parade.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Disney Lands Christmas parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3_FUobQI/AAAAAAAAAt4/H1t2gopw8Fw/s1600-h/soilders.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441254331693690114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3_FUobQI/AAAAAAAAAt4/H1t2gopw8Fw/s400/soilders.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M31CADmpI/AAAAAAAAAtw/OrRd4aFEKA4/s1600-h/me+with+minnie+ears.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441254159003392658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M31CADmpI/AAAAAAAAAtw/OrRd4aFEKA4/s400/me+with+minnie+ears.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas.. this is the picture I sent Dale the morning of Christmas in Disneyland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3qCSPydI/AAAAAAAAAto/m5ODmmEITf4/s1600-h/parade+minnie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253970101127634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3qCSPydI/AAAAAAAAAto/m5ODmmEITf4/s400/parade+minnie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3fEvkfPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/I4ivO2e1jbg/s1600-h/light+parade+boat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253781782428914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3fEvkfPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/I4ivO2e1jbg/s400/light+parade+boat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Disney light parade..... Pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3TLGLlHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ZUjVaU93O5g/s1600-h/light+parade+tinker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253577329448050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3TLGLlHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ZUjVaU93O5g/s400/light+parade+tinker.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tinker Bell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3NDgLpOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/15sjYRuNOak/s1600-h/light+parade+dragon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253472211805410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3NDgLpOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/15sjYRuNOak/s400/light+parade+dragon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Puff the magic dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3Gos6y3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/LKrg5JuzRqQ/s1600-h/light+parade+cinderella.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253361938254706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3Gos6y3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/LKrg5JuzRqQ/s400/light+parade+cinderella.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cinderella (my favorite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3ArnohDI/AAAAAAAAAtA/zBICb7go9F4/s1600-h/light+parade+alice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253259642176562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M3ArnohDI/AAAAAAAAAtA/zBICb7go9F4/s400/light+parade+alice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alice and wonderland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M26dVlKsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/445rjJvgrJo/s1600-h/light+parad+train.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253152729148098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M26dVlKsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/445rjJvgrJo/s400/light+parad+train.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2zI9gDhI/AAAAAAAAAsw/hv0BspSfFhc/s1600-h/light+parad+mickey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441253027000356370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2zI9gDhI/AAAAAAAAAsw/hv0BspSfFhc/s400/light+parad+mickey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2nOvRyeI/AAAAAAAAAso/Acav4do2f4Q/s1600-h/dale+my+present.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441252822392883682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2nOvRyeI/AAAAAAAAAso/Acav4do2f4Q/s400/dale+my+present.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2hM3qDNI/AAAAAAAAAsg/fotR3ElyS2E/s1600-h/dale+and+Allisons+first+christmas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441252718811942098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2hM3qDNI/AAAAAAAAAsg/fotR3ElyS2E/s400/dale+and+Allisons+first+christmas.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first Christmas together!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2UQpWnKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/AisfBYKU5jw/s1600-h/elephant+with+me+and+dale.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441252496487390370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2UQpWnKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/AisfBYKU5jw/s400/elephant+with+me+and+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2PHPh-_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kQQLWv-o2pE/s1600-h/elephant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441252408063818738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M2PHPh-_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kQQLWv-o2pE/s400/elephant.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M1Sn8fZZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/N1Zvr2QTOtU/s1600-h/monkey+with+Dale+and+Allison+and+kids.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441251368870307218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M1Sn8fZZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/N1Zvr2QTOtU/s400/monkey+with+Dale+and+Allison+and+kids.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M1KvN2faI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oS1QP7x2mlg/s1600-h/just+dale+and+monkey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441251233383218594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M1KvN2faI/AAAAAAAAAsA/oS1QP7x2mlg/s400/just+dale+and+monkey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M1D7-1MQI/AAAAAAAAAr4/zAmyfvH-DyQ/s1600-h/monkey+with+dale.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441251116550795522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M1D7-1MQI/AAAAAAAAAr4/zAmyfvH-DyQ/s400/monkey+with+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M05RKGu1I/AAAAAAAAArw/hMe4FTctU30/s1600-h/leapord.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441250933256665938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M05RKGu1I/AAAAAAAAArw/hMe4FTctU30/s400/leapord.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mz82wgwWI/AAAAAAAAAro/EOF5HheNsKs/s1600-h/giraffe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441249895377846626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mz82wgwWI/AAAAAAAAAro/EOF5HheNsKs/s400/giraffe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mz1tVUVII/AAAAAAAAArg/ACkM8z8Clt8/s1600-h/cute.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441249772588782722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mz1tVUVII/AAAAAAAAArg/ACkM8z8Clt8/s400/cute.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Myv7cVMvI/AAAAAAAAArY/jBUkt7oBLvE/s1600-h/baby+tiger.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441248573785453298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Myv7cVMvI/AAAAAAAAArY/jBUkt7oBLvE/s400/baby+tiger.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MyrNumDPI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zDYvQStx3PA/s1600-h/baby+giraffe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441248492794547442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MyrNumDPI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zDYvQStx3PA/s400/baby+giraffe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MymdVwWzI/AAAAAAAAArI/OYQvfkG8SlI/s1600-h/baby+elephant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441248411085986610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MymdVwWzI/AAAAAAAAArI/OYQvfkG8SlI/s400/baby+elephant.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MyhxLQjlI/AAAAAAAAArA/ekCeRsmDOPI/s1600-h/carving+pumpkins.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441248330511322706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MyhxLQjlI/AAAAAAAAArA/ekCeRsmDOPI/s400/carving+pumpkins.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MydhkNJwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6TZpdUzN3II/s1600-h/halloween.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441248257601513218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MydhkNJwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6TZpdUzN3II/s400/halloween.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MyQskYt7I/AAAAAAAAAqw/F7Ou_cjJHSw/s1600-h/pumpkin+scary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441248037216761778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MyQskYt7I/AAAAAAAAAqw/F7Ou_cjJHSw/s400/pumpkin+scary.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mwnn0YQeI/AAAAAAAAAqo/gyfjkhqOYko/s1600-h/at+hockey+game.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441246232055398882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mwnn0YQeI/AAAAAAAAAqo/gyfjkhqOYko/s400/at+hockey+game.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey game double date with Sarah and Jeff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MwinfFaKI/AAAAAAAAAqg/maUO0dZEMV4/s1600-h/hockey+game.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441246146066737314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MwinfFaKI/AAAAAAAAAqg/maUO0dZEMV4/s400/hockey+game.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mv2lmeg4I/AAAAAAAAAqY/tpi0Dbkcm74/s1600-h/going+to+florida!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245389646627714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mv2lmeg4I/AAAAAAAAAqY/tpi0Dbkcm74/s400/going+to+florida!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going to FLORIDA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MtPXlbFFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0AEXYlJm3iQ/s1600-h/disney+world.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441242516845958226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MtPXlbFFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/0AEXYlJm3iQ/s400/disney+world.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MtCsiGnsI/AAAAAAAAAqI/o0zyQZhfZwg/s1600-h/florida+beaches.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441242299130879682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MtCsiGnsI/AAAAAAAAAqI/o0zyQZhfZwg/s400/florida+beaches.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MsICrZJ4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/E3XxVf8pHGs/s1600-h/fun+in+the+sun.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441241291463141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MsICrZJ4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/E3XxVf8pHGs/s400/fun+in+the+sun.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MrXjhGNVI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BaDEnMtCz5s/s1600-h/univessal+studios.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441240458464736594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MrXjhGNVI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BaDEnMtCz5s/s400/univessal+studios.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mi4S1wcQI/AAAAAAAAApw/pTyS5Sddd1g/s1600-h/dessert.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441231125319020802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mi4S1wcQI/AAAAAAAAApw/pTyS5Sddd1g/s400/dessert.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best dessert with my best friend Sarah for her birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mh-24F3VI/AAAAAAAAApo/Jh9qlWc6grQ/s1600-h/Dales+ring.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441230138560077138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mh-24F3VI/AAAAAAAAApo/Jh9qlWc6grQ/s400/Dales+ring.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dales wedding ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MhlLgnxaI/AAAAAAAAApg/1K7CSBhq6xc/s1600-h/my+ring.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441229697422181794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MhlLgnxaI/AAAAAAAAApg/1K7CSBhq6xc/s400/my+ring.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My soon to be engagement ring!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MghfnbIxI/AAAAAAAAApY/OrmyoRzzRyw/s1600-h/in-n+out+burger.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441228534588318482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MghfnbIxI/AAAAAAAAApY/OrmyoRzzRyw/s400/in-n+out+burger.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MfkBbVTqI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZxsSAzGTQS4/s1600-h/dale+eatting+a+burger.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441227478512520866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MfkBbVTqI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZxsSAzGTQS4/s400/dale+eatting+a+burger.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mffn66rUI/AAAAAAAAApI/KLxJp8MBFng/s1600-h/our+meal.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441227402946194754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mffn66rUI/AAAAAAAAApI/KLxJp8MBFng/s400/our+meal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MdZVJmTjI/AAAAAAAAApA/3LOyc_neboU/s1600-h/me+and+dale.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441225095805029938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MdZVJmTjI/AAAAAAAAApA/3LOyc_neboU/s400/me+and+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mc1uDUSII/AAAAAAAAAo4/9PoN8AM3Mo8/s1600-h/dale+airplane+ride.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441224484014278786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Mc1uDUSII/AAAAAAAAAo4/9PoN8AM3Mo8/s400/dale+airplane+ride.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the plane flying to Dallas Texas... HAPPY BIRTHDAY DALE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4McxWfxBKI/AAAAAAAAAow/1yeWMr3n7Kg/s1600-h/landing+in+dallas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441224408971674786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4McxWfxBKI/AAAAAAAAAow/1yeWMr3n7Kg/s400/landing+in+dallas.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MbSQuvVdI/AAAAAAAAAog/06kTIGvCzRo/s1600-h/pain.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Ma3qUqF9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GeRa8wbOjyI/s1600-h/cute+engagments.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441222318349752274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4Ma3qUqF9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GeRa8wbOjyI/s400/cute+engagments.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben proposing to TIFFANY on temple square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaweH0mKI/AAAAAAAAAoI/amMHnA0jOHs/s1600-h/engagments.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441222194815604898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaweH0mKI/AAAAAAAAAoI/amMHnA0jOHs/s400/engagments.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaqWyYHjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SpzLaqZH8zM/s1600-h/sushi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441222089767394866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaqWyYHjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SpzLaqZH8zM/s400/sushi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fish eggs and one dare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaUUO4vGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jsreiTpxhoQ/s1600-h/big+picture+of+old+ladies+dancing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441221711124544610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaUUO4vGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jsreiTpxhoQ/s400/big+picture+of+old+ladies+dancing.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first Aggies game... it was pretty intense! Thank you KC and X for the best weekend in Logan ever!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaMO3U6QI/AAAAAAAAAno/btnNI3p_t9s/s1600-h/group+of+old+lady+dancing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441221572244596994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaMO3U6QI/AAAAAAAAAno/btnNI3p_t9s/s400/group+of+old+lady+dancing.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50-97 year old women dancing and it was AWESOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaDcyxM9I/AAAAAAAAAng/CvMYz-HnlPg/s1600-h/old+lady+dancing+97.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441221421364753362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MaDcyxM9I/AAAAAAAAAng/CvMYz-HnlPg/s400/old+lady+dancing+97.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a 97 year old women!! She was amazing... she did moves I can't even do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZ0v21WcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/rEcuSBgIw20/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441221168784038338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZ0v21WcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/rEcuSBgIw20/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valenties Day in Park city and visiting an ice castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZqswKN6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/U0SS7BtU1G8/s1600-h/ice+castle+hall+way.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441220996152047522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZqswKN6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/U0SS7BtU1G8/s400/ice+castle+hall+way.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZf4at-FI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IGGhgIdIh5g/s1600-h/ice+castle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441220810304780370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZf4at-FI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IGGhgIdIh5g/s400/ice+castle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZZDKx61I/AAAAAAAAAm4/qAbfoE13sls/s1600-h/Cool+ice+castle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441220692931636050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZZDKx61I/AAAAAAAAAm4/qAbfoE13sls/s400/Cool+ice+castle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZT1XUDpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/0uM6zAY86dk/s1600-h/dale+licking+ice+castle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441220603326762642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZT1XUDpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/0uM6zAY86dk/s400/dale+licking+ice+castle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZMQeUpWI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ETi3zmVOlQE/s1600-h/my+veil.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441220473164965218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZMQeUpWI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ETi3zmVOlQE/s400/my+veil.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My veil for my wedding!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZEO7hMzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/QkOupnWFQFc/s1600-h/jeff+and+dale.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441220335311598386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4MZEO7hMzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/QkOupnWFQFc/s400/jeff+and+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff and Dale playing with my phone while Sarah and I are doing some major Dr Mario gaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this has been some of Dale's and mine crazy adventures this year! Its been a good year and I'm excited for the things to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-1770106950137875927?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1770106950137875927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=1770106950137875927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1770106950137875927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1770106950137875927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-picture-explosion.html' title='Random picture EXPLOSION!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S4M5p_Cj5YI/AAAAAAAAAvA/-MxSMVIq_aw/s72-c/sexy+dale.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-9034319699596615134</id><published>2010-01-12T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:00:25.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>Dale can't wait to start a family when we get married. I on the other hand can wait a few years. With that said.... I wanted Dale to see what our children would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call them................. CHILDREN OF THE CORN!!! Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YY9-JlbI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/F123oZJtAsY/s1600-h/cute+baby+boy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426019943282480562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YY9-JlbI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/F123oZJtAsY/s400/cute+baby+boy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YVQWUYXI/AAAAAAAAAmI/vzZI-vpSUC8/s1600-h/ok+baby+boy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426019879496212850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YVQWUYXI/AAAAAAAAAmI/vzZI-vpSUC8/s400/ok+baby+boy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YRL71uVI/AAAAAAAAAmA/lSv1aWU4d48/s1600-h/baby+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426019809591933266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YRL71uVI/AAAAAAAAAmA/lSv1aWU4d48/s400/baby+girl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00UTdiJHGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jGVUFMap55s/s1600-h/scary+baby+girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426015450629217378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00UTdiJHGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jGVUFMap55s/s400/scary+baby+girl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426002176578943794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00IOz17-zI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Xzo028xcm1k/s400/Scary+baby+boy+bunny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00IS5wBkLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/L4KCNLMTj4c/s1600-h/really+scary+baby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426002246884233394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00IS5wBkLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/L4KCNLMTj4c/s400/really+scary+baby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He now doesn't want babies for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-9034319699596615134?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9034319699596615134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=9034319699596615134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9034319699596615134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9034319699596615134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/01/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S00YY9-JlbI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/F123oZJtAsY/s72-c/cute+baby+boy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-9070925921950857286</id><published>2010-01-07T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:04:59.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAVE the Date!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S0Z-CxY1OgI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZlxqWexffGo/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424161387296668162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S0Z-CxY1OgI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZlxqWexffGo/s400/temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know its not official YET! (Because I don't' have a ring on my finger) But I just can't keep it inside anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GETTING MARRIED&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! &lt;strong&gt;09-24-10&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited!!! I'm going to marry the man of my dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know its a bit away..... but I have a lot of things checked off of my "to do list." I'm just super excited and I had to start planning. Also planning so far in advance will save us money and stress on the big day. Plus I've noticed that all the fall stuff is going on sale right now so its a perfect time to buy. Dale and I keep joking about "I thought planning a wedding was suppose to be a lot harder then this!" Its so nice to have such a supporting fiance that is willing to go to the crazy Bridal extravaganza and help pick out Bride's Maid dresses. Oh I LOVE that man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the things that I was able to check of my wedding "to do list." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus you'll have the inside scoop of what going on in the wedding before anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Wedding dress (check) I thought I would have to try on a MILLION dresses before I found THE ONE... turns out it took about five dresses. The dress is totally me. I can't wait to show it off and if you come over to my house I might give you a sneak peek. It still needs some alterations but it seriously is the perfect dress for me and when you see me in it you'll know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Temple dress (check) Now the temple dress was a little bit more tricky then I thought it would be. I wasn't planning on Dale choosing my temple dress, but we were Christmas shopping and took a quick peek at what they had. Dale BEGGED me to just try a few on. Which if you could see Dale's puppy dog eyes you would give in too. So I tried on a few No's but then came out in the dress that Dale chose for me and knew by the look on his face that it was the one. He started to cry a little bit. My mom thought the same thing when i tried on the dress for her on my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Place (check) We are going to get sealed for time and all eternity in the Salt Lake Temple. We are getting sealed in the morning. I think I have to be there at 9:20 am. So I get to sleep in a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Reception Center (check) Our Reception is at......WHEELER FARM! Its honestly the perfect price and location for us. Dale and I are both very country at heart and we know that it will fit us and our family very nicely on our wedding day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Photographer (Check) So my very FAVORITE Camille is taking our photo's. She is amazing and I love her work. &lt;a href="http://camillegarrison.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://camillegarrison.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; Check it out! She makes a rainy day look good!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Band (check) My very talented Uncle will be preforming with his band at my wedding. I'm really excited. His style of music and his expertize goes perfectly for what we were looking for. So get ready to boogie when you come to our wedding!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I really need help with is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-FOOD!! Does anyone know what to do? I don't want to do a candy bar or ice cream bar. I want people to feel like they ate something yummy, but not busting my check book either. IDEAS PLEASE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Florist. Does anyone know someone that won't cost an arm and a leg and that is reliable? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cake. My cake is very simple and I don't want to pay more then $300. Plus I'm kinda freaked that my cake will turn out like some of these cakes on &lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lanterns- Does anyone know a sweet rental place or cheap place to buy some?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hook a FRIEND up..... all you married people! lol jk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;****Special thanks to Sarah, Sammy, Becky, Megan, and x for getting my butt in to gear and blogging again!!***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-9070925921950857286?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9070925921950857286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=9070925921950857286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9070925921950857286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9070925921950857286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2010/01/save-date.html' title='SAVE the Date!!!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/S0Z-CxY1OgI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZlxqWexffGo/s72-c/temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-4144551061449245512</id><published>2009-12-28T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:22:39.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 24th Birthday SARAH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SzkyK14zkRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/maLjZSEDe7c/s1600-h/oatmeal+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420418788362522898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SzkyK14zkRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/maLjZSEDe7c/s400/oatmeal+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD Sarah's birthday. She turns the BIG 24!! I just wanted to do a quick post about how wonderful this women actually is. She is one of the most determined, beautiful, smart, talented, selfless women I know. &lt;div&gt;She is always doing some sort of service, project, organization, rearranging the furniture or cleaning. I don't know how she gets so much stuff packed in one day. She is very inspiring. She has always been such an example to me about being better and doing better. She is very uplifting and you can always count on her. She is very in tune with the spirit and has always been there when I needed her the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we joke about "how are we friends??" because we are so different. But I'm so thankful that Sarah approached me that one 8th grade day and invited me to sit with her friends for lunch. That day changed my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to just reminisce about some of the fun adventures Sarah and I have had in the past 11 years that we have know each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-One time I fell asleep over at Sarah's house watching "barbie Rapunzel". It felt like I just blinked... the next thing I hear is Josh Groben BLASTING from her stereo and waking wide awake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The many times I begged Sarah to make Chocolate Chip Cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The 9th grade dance where you STOLE the last dance with Matthew Shepard. I have a picture as evidence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-How we dressed up for the Renaissance 9th year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-How you made crapes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-All of our single adults activies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-German bread!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going to the Capital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going to those crazy plays with you up at Utah State. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Traveling with you to Guatemala!! Remember the bathroom bubble bath incident? lol OH MAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Our countless adventures with FCCLA! (You as the lion and I'm the witch, sleep overs, Mrs. Harrison)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-How you can pretty much talk me into doing anything with you (dates, movies, crazy hiking trips, single actives)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Buying wigs in October and going Latin dancing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-How I know you so well.... You humming MMMMMM lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-How I got to help my best friend create her dream wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you so much Sarah!! You are my best friend. We have been together during the high times and the low times. We have been together through thick and thin. Some of my fondest memories are with you. I'm so excited for the future that is in store for us. Our lives are going to drastically change soon. I'm so excited for it and a little scared. But I know since I have you as my best friend there is only new adventures to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-4144551061449245512?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4144551061449245512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=4144551061449245512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4144551061449245512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4144551061449245512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-24th-birthday-sarah.html' title='Happy 24th Birthday SARAH!!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SzkyK14zkRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/maLjZSEDe7c/s72-c/oatmeal+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-7828537013381619510</id><published>2009-09-28T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:21:10.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan Adams Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsqEBrCNIzI/AAAAAAAAAko/YaYgyL8m35U/s1600-h/bryan-adams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265068368929586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsqEBrCNIzI/AAAAAAAAAko/YaYgyL8m35U/s400/bryan-adams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I won Bryan Adam's Concert tickets on 94.1 KODJ. Its the oldies station if you didn't know.  I had to send them an email to the radio station to call me and have a chance to win 10,000 bones. Sadly I didn't win the $10,000 but I was thrilled that I got AWESOME tickets to see Bryan Adams. For those of you that don't know who this skinny Canada man is... you are totally missing out. He sings the BEST 80's love songs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFc2PxyEtI/AAAAAAAAAkg/T81FXJdkSpE/s1600-h/Bryan+Adams+tickets.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688716329849554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFc2PxyEtI/AAAAAAAAAkg/T81FXJdkSpE/s320/Bryan+Adams+tickets.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the tickets that I won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFcvGWYHgI/AAAAAAAAAkY/473hb7TMtNE/s1600-h/Bryan+Adams+concert+(Dale+and+Allison.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688593539898882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFcvGWYHgI/AAAAAAAAAkY/473hb7TMtNE/s320/Bryan+Adams+concert+(Dale+and+Allison.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I HAD to bring Dale! This was Dales first concert.  Cant you tell from the expression on his face how excited he is for the concert to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688304718005154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFceSZ3w6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/nodKqAIoC1s/s320/Bryan+Adams+concert+(Allison+and+Dale).bmp" border="0" /&gt;This is my all time favorite picture of Dale! He is such a stud! I love him so much. I must say we do look like a cute couple in this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFcmwpBTxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oRfAXvLEF4I/s1600-h/Bryan+Adams+concert+(dale+and+Allison).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386688450273562386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsFcmwpBTxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oRfAXvLEF4I/s320/Bryan+Adams+concert+(dale+and+Allison).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now if you look closely there is a lady behind Dales head. You can kinda see her. Well there is kinda a funny story about this lady.  The concert didn't start tell 8pm and Dale and I were early. We were in our seat about 7:30 pm  and we were just being ourselves. Playing games with our treats that we bought, kissing each other, playing shove the cake in your face game at your wedding. Just fun and funny games we play together. That only Dale and I would find funny. We weren't be overly loud or playful. Just being ourselves. The concert hasn't even started yet.  Now this older lady behind us had the NERVE to tap us on the shoulder and say.... I quote "You guys aren't going to be this bouncy during the concert, because you guys will drive me nuts!" I rolled my eyes at her and I said ITS A CONCERT! That shut her up.... but for the rest of the Concert I made sure that we sang as LOUD as we could and showed her what BOUNCY really looks like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please PLEASE my friends when you become older never become one of those grouchy old people who only wants to sit and listen politely to a concert. If you want  that go to the conference concert. Not a rock en roll concert.  Just a word of advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale and I had a great time and I have a new found respect/love for Bryan Adams. He is SO TALENTED and personable to the audience. Truly one of my favorite concerts I've gone too.  Also the song "heaven" he sings is inspired by a movie about a male stripper. lol Just so you know! lol You tube the song!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-7828537013381619510?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7828537013381619510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=7828537013381619510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7828537013381619510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7828537013381619510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/09/bryan-adams-concert.html' title='Bryan Adams Concert'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SsqEBrCNIzI/AAAAAAAAAko/YaYgyL8m35U/s72-c/bryan-adams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3671507261297652484</id><published>2009-09-17T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:00:56.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dale Garner Carrington Jr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Srfe5AbOCyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eEgoIoFVV8w/s1600-h/Facials+with+my+dale.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384016950492793634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Srfe5AbOCyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eEgoIoFVV8w/s400/Facials+with+my+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well just a quick update for those of you that don't know. I met an AMAZING guy named Dale. This is the story about how we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale is a waiter at Chile's. Chile's is one of my favorite places to go and have the delicious "volcano cake". One of the guys I was dating at the time knew that and invited me to go to dinner with him on a Thursday to eat at Chile's. I didn't have plans and decided to go. We arrived at Chile's and were seated at a table on the far left side. Here is the infamous table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLbFKrh_hI/AAAAAAAAAjo/eknbtszBfqI/s1600-h/heart+my+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384019049238056610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrfgzK3FTqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Hb-U9tYy-Eg/s200/table.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I sat on the far right. Now instantly when Dale came out I thought to my self. Who is that guy?!! I know him from some where. He came to our table and asked what we would like to drink. That is when I said you look so familiar. I asked him if we went to High School together. He asked where did I go, I said Copper Hills. He went to Kean's. I told him he looked SO FAMILIAR. He agreed and left our table. I was COMPLETELY bothered that I couldn't figure out who this guy was. I was determined to find out how I knew him! EVERY TIME he came to our table I would ask him questions about where he worked before and where he lived. I'm surprised he didn't think I was a creep. My poor date. I couldn't focus on our conversation. All I could do was think up ways that I knew him. Plus the fact that I thought he was SUPER ATTRACTIVE didn't help the fact. So sadly our meal came to an end and our check came. My date wanted to pay. I felt bad for the way I acted the whole night. Talking about our waiter the whole time and the fact that I got a full meal and he only got a cup of soup. I offered to pay and was quite forceful. He reluctantly let me pay. When Dale came back with the receipt I made sure to leave him a BIG tip and with a shacking hand I left my phone number. This is what I put...... I know you!!! Call me some time- After I wrote my number I hurried and folded the tip so my date couldn't see what I wrote and GOT THE HECK OUT OF THERE! I was so nervous. I was nervous that my dated knew what I had just done and I didn't want to hurt him. Plus I DID NOT want to be there when the waiter came around to pick up his book. I was scared of rejection and what he would say. But he was all I could think about the next couple of days. I couldn't figure out how we knew each other. That night I told my mom what I had done, then waited. No response that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Friday- No Call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Saturday-HE CALLED!!!! He called around 5 and I didn't answer. I was in the shower! He left me the cutes message. I was so thrilled that I ran upstairs to my mom and made her listen to the voice message. I was jumping up and down and smiling. FREAKING OUT!! Even called KC to ask for "Guy advice". (Kc's advice, Just be yourself. I said I will scare him if I just be myself. He said your right, just be fun then!) Well when I finally calmed down an hour later. I called him back. We talked on the phone for a good hour. We had so much in common. But there was NO WAY that we had met before Thursday. He asked me out for later that night to go to the Singles activity, JUMP and JACKS. Lets just say it was a really fun and he didn't go home tell around 3am. Since that day, I've seen him everyday since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale and I have had so many crazy adventures together. I don't know how I've lived with out him in my life for so long. He is SO FUN! He makes my cheeks hurt from smiling and laughing so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is up for anything. So I put him to the test.......FACIALS! So much fun!!! I cried I was laughing so hard!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382600449113585954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLWlxlF-SI/AAAAAAAAAiA/3a9cMhFlVU8/s200/facials+with+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Doesn't Dale look like the HULK!!!! I look like the wicked witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382604501037638434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLaRoLEYyI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CVercqGRomw/s200/Sacry+facial.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Dale even agrees.... I look scary!! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went on an AMAZING date. Well all of our dates are fun. But this date was just SPECTACULAR. Everything was just perfect. We played at the Clark Planetarium and had sushi. Had an AMAZING Carmel Oreo apple. I don't even like oreos and it was amazing. Played video games. It was just a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382600114723495330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLWST4SHaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/cLjafrEfB-k/s200/Dale+walking+on+the+moon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Dale walking on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382599984484681298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLWKus7hlI/AAAAAAAAAho/ifloAvFC58E/s200/Dale+lost+on+mars.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale lost in Mars. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382597938681364594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLUTpfaQHI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Kjkkavr6exg/s200/clark+planetiuram+dale.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382604761853088130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLagzyUUYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Um4BHMhePlA/s200/Special+needs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found a a sun glass keosh. I look special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382598700823886642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLVAAsWOzI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_67I5xGKBXM/s200/Dale+and+I+cool+sunglasses.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382604209943615218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLaArw2FvI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8_D4STgXV_8/s200/Policy+sunglasses.bmp" border="0" /&gt;STOP ITS THE POLICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382603915668931090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLZvjgSwhI/AAAAAAAAAio/lyFVogvyIXo/s200/old+lady+glasses.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Dales face in this one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382600619923264178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLWvt5S0rI/AAAAAAAAAiI/X4bm5h9wlAI/s200/gangster+glasses.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gangster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382604347833657362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLaItcZKBI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2momKGr_boY/s200/roses.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That next morning, I was surprised to find flowers and teddy bear with a new watch from Dale. Thanking me for an amazing night. (How did I get so lucky?!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then for the Labor Day weekend. I invited Dale to come with me to Idaho and go to the fair with my family and extended Family. My family LOVES Dale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382597797129841346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLULaK5asI/AAAAAAAAAgg/HSQJF_yr9zA/s200/Car+game.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played a car game where we race against each other. Dale kicked everyone trash. I was so proud to call him my boyfriend lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not pictured. Dale and I both went on a mechanical bull. CLASSIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382603517652037042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLZYYxq7bI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/U080KVf0IeA/s200/I+love+these+earmuffs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale got a man purse made out of fur. I wish I would have bought these furry earmuffs!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382599664693713074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLV4HY0mLI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9wBsSEr-1YM/s200/dale+screaming+at+the+bear.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale got attacked by a fake bear. This is him SCREAMING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382599332028073010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLVkwHJxDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Fv9pWv_ZzQQ/s200/Dale+happy+with+hte+bear.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Dale petting and caressing the bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382599113740966194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLVYC7c2TI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HAjHYmO5jMg/s200/Dale+and+the+bear+crying.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Dale is crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382604052245440514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLZ3gSq6AI/AAAAAAAAAiw/kBl6fhNLko8/s200/our+rings.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found rings at the fair for each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382600255746792802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLWahO23WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Cmhsz0KBX0c/s200/dales+crawdads.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale got crawdads. They are pretty good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382598869408511922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLVJ0uDd7I/AAAAAAAAAhA/6QCkvSzooAI/s200/Crockdile+food.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what kinda meat this is..... taste like chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382605112411337906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SrLa1Nt6tLI/AAAAAAAAAjg/PqUJvB7-mqI/s200/tired+laying+on+a+soft+bed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Us tired after a long day at the Fair and VERY little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale is incredible and I'm so glad I met him. I know we will have amazing adventures in the future together and I can't wait. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3671507261297652484?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3671507261297652484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3671507261297652484' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3671507261297652484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3671507261297652484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/09/dale-garner-carrington-jr.html' title='Dale Garner Carrington Jr'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Srfe5AbOCyI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eEgoIoFVV8w/s72-c/Facials+with+my+dale.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3944331224069132107</id><published>2009-08-11T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:46:45.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well friends I would just like to convey how deeply sorry I am for not blogging for FOUR MONTHS. I've been super busy. In that time frame I visited Florida, Idaho, loved and lost, became a full time student for fall, stopped drinking pop for 13 weeks (record) and the list could go on......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could tell you that I am blissfully happy. Sadly I'm not. BUT I am living my life to the fullest. Things happen for a reason and they can only make me stronger. I just want to thank all of my friends and family!! You have been so good to me and I am truly blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of the things I've been up too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368824231109760770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoHlMWTOlwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/4z8XqgC47TA/s200/greorge+stragit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to a Blake Shelton and George Straight concert with Tiffany. It was SUPER fun! We had THE BEST grass seats available. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368823335044962914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoHkYMMu2mI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Vv2QPyj7cqU/s200/Daddy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry I don't know how to flip this picture! But my dad can be HILARIOUS some times. He decided in honor of the July 24th that he would mow the grass and hold the flag at the same time. I see where I get my talent from! lol&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368823187908987362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoHkPoEyCeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ELS6rRDdvcQ/s200/bouquet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I went to my dear friend Matt's wedding on August 8th and yes I caught the bouquet! I'm very happy about that. It was a beautiful bouquet and its about time I won it lol&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368827532937919538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoHoMikZ_DI/AAAAAAAAAf4/dLamJ_g084g/s200/pedicure.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I went out with my mom and had a girls day. We got a much need pedicure and I was able to catch up on my gossip magazines. It was really fun just spending alone time with my mom. She is such an amazing women and I'm so lucky she is my mom!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368866669985722786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoILynbu8aI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Zu8rRQpEKuc/s200/pink+eye.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Woke up with pink eye! Oh MAN did it hurt. I'm doing a lot better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368824331382383170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoHlSL2FYkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/w5ZSAoS3w7c/s200/patch+eye.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I got to wear an eye patch. Can you tell which eye is real and which one is a patch? lol Funny story I went to Idaho to surprise my sister for her 20th birthday. We decided to go to a zoo. They were doing face painting. I asked the lady to paint my eye patch. She was a little flustered but I think it came out great! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368866785274910642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoIL5U60V7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/FHPujRS9DjA/s200/Seth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;This is my cute cousin Seth. I love him to pieces and he is SO SMART!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm kicking myself that I can't find the picture. But KC and X invited me to go see a comedy show down town. It was really fun and I'm so glad that I got to spend time with one of my closes buddies. It was SO FUN!! I recommend going and if you are going PLEASE invite me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's whats going on in my neck of the woods.... tell next time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3944331224069132107?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3944331224069132107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3944331224069132107' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3944331224069132107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3944331224069132107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile.....'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SoHlMWTOlwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/4z8XqgC47TA/s72-c/greorge+stragit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-1632865136002028852</id><published>2009-04-23T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:02:24.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day.....reduce,reuse,recycle....READY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SfD_TyLW6dI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Ei-wO9QJK-A/s1600-h/earthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328039074531305938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SfD_TyLW6dI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Ei-wO9QJK-A/s320/earthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY EARTH DAY EVERYONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to make Earth day special, so I got work off! lol What better way to celebrate Earth day right? Sarah invited me to do a 5k for her work and there was no way I could pass up an opportunity like that! I've always wanted to do 5k and tri athlons but I've never had the guts to do it by myself. So I did it and I thought it would be another great way to celebrate Earth day. So here are of few pictures we took after we finished the race. It was really fun. My butt hurts today. But it was so worth it. I finished in a time of 46.30. Now I have a time to improve on. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328038546932928274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SfD-1EuGjxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/MK9WPV8wrJQ/s320/earth+day+race+we+are+buff" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so BUFF!!! Finishing a 5k was a piece of cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328038401372847650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SfD-smd3_iI/AAAAAAAAAfA/nNi3T41leuM/s320/earth+day+race+happy+the+race+is+over!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at our faces...... we were just a little pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328038259787263458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SfD-kXBPbeI/AAAAAAAAAe4/g698CGcRGG0/s320/earth+day+race+dead" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this picture because it looks like Jeff is totally going to puke!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also saw the Earth movie yesterday as well. It was a very well documented movie about the circle of life. (I wouldn't recommend taking little children to it because there was a lot of death.)  I get a tree planted in my honor for going to the Earth movie. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-1632865136002028852?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1632865136002028852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=1632865136002028852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1632865136002028852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1632865136002028852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-dayreducereuserecycleready.html' title='Earth Day.....reduce,reuse,recycle....READY'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SfD_TyLW6dI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Ei-wO9QJK-A/s72-c/earthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8177520472333098841</id><published>2009-04-20T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:39:57.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Easter Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0Rzt3aYRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JjaftZbvo-k/s1600-h/easter2009+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326933514432176402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0Rzt3aYRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JjaftZbvo-k/s320/easter2009+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the second year I was asked to be the Easter bunny for my mom's work. I had a fun time last year and I thought what the heck I only live once. Why not do it AGAIN? Who can say they are the Easter bunny right? So here are a few pictures.  I made a lot of children cry and run away in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0P3G-nw9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PfIndTNuDV0/s1600-h/easter2009+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326931373689652178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0P3G-nw9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PfIndTNuDV0/s320/easter2009+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some twelve year old girl.... she looks way to happy to be sitting on the Easters bunny lap! But a very sweet picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0OsjGiyOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/w41Vr0KmnMY/s1600-h/easter2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326930092748884194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0OsjGiyOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/w41Vr0KmnMY/s320/easter2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love these two!!! They are twins and they ran up to me and gave me a HUGE hug. They kept saying I love you Easter bunny. BLESS THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0NAkCcdQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Tj4v3HbPdnQ/s1600-h/easter2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326928237574255874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0NAkCcdQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Tj4v3HbPdnQ/s320/easter2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite picture!!! This is Charlie and he LOVED me. He cried when he had to get off my lap. He kept saying that he loves me and would give me kisses. I want to have a baby just like him some day. SO CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember.... he has risen and that's what makes this day so special!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8177520472333098841?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8177520472333098841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8177520472333098841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8177520472333098841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8177520472333098841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-easter-bunny.html' title='I am the Easter Bunny'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/Se0Rzt3aYRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JjaftZbvo-k/s72-c/easter2009+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3132036224497729131</id><published>2009-03-21T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:55:48.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901877076613890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXgl6P72wI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kEYA4oGWtQg/s320/teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday started out like everyday this week.... Me dreading going to work. I didn't really have any plans after work. Taking a nice relaxing bath and cuddling up to a nice book sounded like a great way to end the day. Then I got a text message from my dear friend Danielle inviting me to go to Walmart and waiting in line for hours for the DVD release. She said there was a chance that we could see an actor. Now I don't know about you... but I jumped at that chance to see one of the twilight actors in person. Even if it was a back up one. So we made plans to go early and wait in line. We got at the Riverton Walmart around 8:30 pm. Got VIP parking. Walked into the Walmart and heard crazy hormonal girls screaming at the top of their lungs. BLESS THEM! So we were just looking at the Walmart merchandise that we couldn't buy tell midnight. I asked a few Walmart workers if they knew who was coming.... they said they had no idea (LIARS) Then I saw this pretty decent Walmart worker guy eyeing me. So I casually walk up to him and asked him if he knew which actor was coming to this Walmart. He very sweetly and innocently answered my question and said it was VICTORIA!!! His co worker next to him started yelling at him telling him he wasn't suppose to tell. OOPS.... well what can I say.... if you can take pictures like the picture above....how could he resist telling me?? RIGHT? He was doomed lol. So we were so excited now because it was obvious that it wasn't just a roamer that a Twilight actor was coming to sign. Plus there were swarms of cops and camera cruse. So we got in line. Now I would say we were closer to the front then the back. But we were still a ways away. Plus every few minutes you would hear hysterical girls screaming.... I even heard that girls were sobbing because they were so excited. I'm sure your wondering if I was one of them... the answer is NO! lol&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315902294007923266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXg-LcGwkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WtoQ5iqY4Pc/s320/line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well waiting in line wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We had great people around us. I met this little boy who was only twelve that honestly loved the Twilight and was so sweet to talk too and he was so excited about the book. He was so sweet. I had a great crew of people to sit with. We played hearts... I've never played it before but its a really fun game! Walmart people came over and gave us drinks and played trivia. I won a cute little Twilight pin that I wore proudly. Then we bumped into an Edward look a like. I must say he looked pretty dang close to the real thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901182473249858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXf9eplpEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/1D6CjlxReIQ/s320/Edward+and+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun taking pictures together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315902419479869698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXhFe28uQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/7I0otPyOeOc/s320/twi_chicks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 10:30 pm came and that is when Rachelle LeFevre (Victoria) was suppose to come we heard through the grape vine. Well we know when she came because there was a big rush forward. It was incredible to watch. It was pretty insane. But the energy was so crazy you couldn't help but get excited. It was so freaking awesome. Then there was this big frenzy that James (Cam Gigandent) was going to be there as well. I couldn't believe it.... its just to good to be true! Then I see a tall good looking guy come down the hall and girls are screaming hysterically. I looked down and my heart started pounding and I thought to myself I can't believe this is happening. But I soon realized it wasn't James.... it was just a really good look a like. But I had to take a picture none the less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315910643908956546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXokNPpUYI/AAAAAAAAAeI/yWm06Jij2HE/s320/James+and+Victoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then I was just standing there innocently and Edward saw me and decided that I was just TO GOOD looking and decided to turn me into a Vampire right then and there. He said screw Bella! I want some of Allison lol As seen below.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901664763478434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXgZjUigaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/J5qvK_Ggmiw/s320/moisture!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now this is a pretty funny story to go along with the picture above. I actually asked this Edward to bite me lol. He looked at me and asked me if I was serious.... and if we were going to do it for a picture? lol I told him of course. So he got into his character and actually bit me!!! Now after the picture I didn't know what to say and I whipped of the spit on my neck and said, "There was MOISTURE!!!!" lol Danielle of course couldn't stop laughing. So then Walmart decided to hand out DVD's. I decided to buy one and have Victoria sign it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315901797675044754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXghSdID5I/AAAAAAAAAdY/hBZebXy9wc0/s320/movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We are SO excited!!! Can't you tell by my the expression on my face! So FINALLY the line starts moving and we get CLOSER and CLOSER to the front!  Now I must say Rachelle is really pretty. I wasn't expecting her to be as pretty as in the movies but shockingly she was even more pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315902177400444946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXg3ZCt2BI/AAAAAAAAAdo/atwdg8VirW0/s320/Veronica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wish we got more pictures.... but we were in a big rush and most of the pictures came out blurry. But Danielle got some freaking good ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315902235176761266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXg6wRqd7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/iu7TRwpINAk/s320/Veronica+signing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She was really nice and sweet. I'm so glad and blessed that I got to meet her and be so close to an ACTUAL star in Twilight. She is going to be even bigger in New Moon. Such and amazing adventure! This defiantly goes into the memory vault! Then we went home and watched Twilight. It was a night to remember!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3132036224497729131?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3132036224497729131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3132036224497729131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3132036224497729131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3132036224497729131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/ScXgl6P72wI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kEYA4oGWtQg/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-2800736806241245283</id><published>2009-03-07T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:05:07.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbN2cv0KZcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kBiQrZHn3yY/s1600-h/facial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310718621843613122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbN2cv0KZcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kBiQrZHn3yY/s320/facial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was a LONG awaited facial. I love getting them. I always feel refreshed and relaxed afterwards. Plus it makes me feel very pampered.&lt;br /&gt;I owed Sarah a couples facial for her birthday and today was the big day that we got it. We were super excited because we were going to try a MUD Facial. Something neither of us have ever experience before. Our appointment was at 10:30 am and we got there confirmed our appointment was a COUPLES MUD FACIAL and filled out the paper work. We were waiting patiently when a Russian women with a heavy accent called out my name. She took me to this room where I got to see my face under a black light. To see all the sun damage and oily and dry spots I have. Sarah followed and we soon realized that the receptionist made a BIG mistake and had someone else taken the couples room. I was seriously upset. I kinda made a big scene. I didn't mean too...its just that we CONFIRMED that it was a couples facial. She kept apologizing. But didn't really fix anything. WHICH is one of my biggest pet peeves! Don't just keep apologizing FIX IT. But we decided to go our separate ways and have our own rooms. Sarah said she enjoyed her facial. Which makes me happy. Mine on the other hand was a new experience. The lady that was doing my facial was an older lady with a HEAVY Russian accent. Most of the time I just smiled and nodded my head. She talked to me the whole time during the facial. So it wasn't as relaxing as I'm accustomed too. Now I've never really thought that I have bad skin. But she was telling me all the flaws on my skin and giving me a lecture on how I need to take care of it more. Now some people would totally have taken offense to the things that she was telling me. But for some reason I found it quite humors. She was trying so hard to make this an enjoyable experience for me because she knew I was upset about what happened. It was quite an experience today. But I'm glad I got to spend time with my best friend! Hopefully its a story we can look back on and laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310724271315014626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbN7llvG0-I/AAAAAAAAAc8/7fbsjAffm20/s320/oatmeal+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-2800736806241245283?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2800736806241245283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=2800736806241245283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2800736806241245283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2800736806241245283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/facials.html' title='Facials'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbN2cv0KZcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kBiQrZHn3yY/s72-c/facial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3393219135227050154</id><published>2009-03-06T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:43:01.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it forward....</title><content type='html'>Read closely...this is how it works... The Rules 1. Be one of the first THREE bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me. 2. Winners, you must post this challenge on your blog, meaning that you will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift for the first THREE bloggers who leave a comment on YOUR post about this giveaway! 3. The gift that you send to your Three Friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Count! 4. When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it! If you are not one of the Top Three Commenters on this post, you can still play along. Start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3393219135227050154?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3393219135227050154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3393219135227050154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3393219135227050154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3393219135227050154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it forward....'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6946964224549997086</id><published>2009-03-05T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:42:03.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've NEVER.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbBvjNzuT-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/FjB60TiUcSA/s1600-h/internation+Firerworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309866611462524898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbBvjNzuT-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/FjB60TiUcSA/s320/internation+Firerworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my new years resolutions was try to do something I've never done before every week. Its been a few months and I want to update my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've never done but have done in 2009&lt;br /&gt;January&lt;br /&gt;-Played ticket to ride board game (1-01-09)&lt;br /&gt;-I finally got kissed on New Years (01-01-09)&lt;br /&gt;-Found out I have TMJ (01-09-09)&lt;br /&gt;-Missed three weeks of work (FREAKING SWEET... except the part I didn't get paid) (01-23-09)&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Island Park (01-16-09)&lt;br /&gt;-Rode a snow mobile for the first time (01-16-09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February&lt;br /&gt;-I received roses and chocolates and a durable heart balloon and a card all on Valentines day&lt;br /&gt;(02-14-09)&lt;br /&gt;-I had my first well women exam on (02-27-09)&lt;br /&gt;-I went to Tucanaz grill, I ate way too much! (02-16-09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March&lt;br /&gt;-Having a Mud Facial (03-07-09)&lt;br /&gt;-Running a 5K (03-25-09)&lt;br /&gt;-Getting an ultrasound because of my well women (03-18-09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I've done pretty good with my goal so far. I'll keep updating it as a go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6946964224549997086?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6946964224549997086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6946964224549997086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6946964224549997086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6946964224549997086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-never.html' title='I&apos;ve NEVER.....'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SbBvjNzuT-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/FjB60TiUcSA/s72-c/internation+Firerworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-7020590420133481269</id><published>2009-02-18T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:52:07.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES!!!</title><content type='html'>Well there are just a few little updates..... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279475722895858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyWFHPbwfI/AAAAAAAAAb8/dmYOCRenmFM/s200/Scary+face+for+dying+hair..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided I needed a change...... in my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279195300692002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyV0ylkgCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KTX5WWdRxsE/s200/Scary+face+for+foil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I took this picture after I realized there really was no TURNING BACK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304275260795475698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZySPxabVvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/DcqrnYxiiJw/s200/Steven%27s+birthday+Allison+and+Sarah" border="0" /&gt;The result. I have bangs and blonde high lights. I don't know if I like it very much... I think I might go back to my natural. BUT WHO KNOWS?? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was recently Steven's Birthday and I decided to throught a surprise birthday dinner with the whole family. It was fun and I'm very PROUD to say that he had NO idea!! It was fun to see the look on his face! (Just wanted to thank Sarah and Jeff for going super early and getting us the BEST table in Olive Garden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304280309682844754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyW1p--tFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/MINGOoud-7E/s200/Steven%27s+birthday+Group" border="0" /&gt;The whole family! Doesn't Steven look so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304275773521883010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyStnd7b4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/q81kzXhpmU0/s200/Steven%27s+birthday+blowing+out+candies" border="0" /&gt;Singing Happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304276029566738322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyS8hTx35I/AAAAAAAAAbs/g0Vp6Qqaq3M/s200/Steven%27s+birthday+cake" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279801830257282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyWYGFfMoI/AAAAAAAAAcE/tuKC-dXCaRM/s200/Steven%27s+birthday+cake+YUMMY" border="0" /&gt;This is the dessert I got.... and I must say it was AMAZING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC's birthday pictures are on the way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I'm going to be running a 5k in March and I'm super excited because I've never done that before! So you will get pictures of that as well!! Life is good and I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-7020590420133481269?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7020590420133481269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=7020590420133481269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7020590420133481269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7020590420133481269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='UPDATES!!!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZyWFHPbwfI/AAAAAAAAAb8/dmYOCRenmFM/s72-c/Scary+face+for+dying+hair..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-9186753389133912939</id><published>2009-02-13T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:08:27.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO IS YOUR ROLE MODEL???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZYZejxBh7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Efk9PvdCn-s/s1600-h/Role+models.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302453624062969778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZYZejxBh7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Efk9PvdCn-s/s320/Role+models.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try it without looking at answers &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Pick your favorite number between 1-9 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Multiply by 3 then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Add 3, then again Multiply by 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) You'll get a 2 or 3 digit number&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) Add the digits together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now Scroll down ..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now with that number see who your ROLE MODEL is from the list below :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Einstein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Nelson Mandela&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Oprah Winfrey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.Barbara Bush &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Bill Gates &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Gandhi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Brad Pitt &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Hitler &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Allison Kaye Parker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Barack Obama &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really appreciate that I'm your role model that makes me feel really special! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-9186753389133912939?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9186753389133912939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=9186753389133912939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9186753389133912939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9186753389133912939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-is-your-role-model.html' title='WHO IS YOUR ROLE MODEL???'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SZYZejxBh7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Efk9PvdCn-s/s72-c/Role+models.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8450892366736024658</id><published>2009-01-30T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:42:11.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SYOCOeF9erI/AAAAAAAAAas/nV2BEdESpfw/s1600-h/Grandma+and+Grandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297220771825679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SYOCOeF9erI/AAAAAAAAAas/nV2BEdESpfw/s400/Grandma+and+Grandpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-8450892366736024658?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8450892366736024658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8450892366736024658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8450892366736024658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8450892366736024658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the DAY!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SYOCOeF9erI/AAAAAAAAAas/nV2BEdESpfw/s72-c/Grandma+and+Grandpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6030951466319139056</id><published>2009-01-27T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:24:31.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SX-zvlpu26I/AAAAAAAAAak/0zgG6jt_ftE/s1600-h/cut+up+credit+cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296149316953365410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SX-zvlpu26I/AAAAAAAAAak/0zgG6jt_ftE/s200/cut+up+credit+cards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I'm very proud to say..... that I have pretty much cut up all my credit cards today. I've been meaning to do it for awhile now. I guess I was just afraid of hurting the poor companies feelings. But now I know they don't have feelings and it felt pretty good getting rid of them, specially since I don't use them. It will look better on my credit score too for doing that. Which is pretty cool too! So I'm down to two and hopefully down to none by the end of this year. DEBT SUCKS and its kinda scary how fast you can fall if your not careful. So I'm happy to say I can check off one goal I've achieved this year!!! Now only 99 more to go......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296145919699726082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SX-wp15WLwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5EuX4zD0QJg/s320/Debt+sucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6030951466319139056?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6030951466319139056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6030951466319139056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6030951466319139056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6030951466319139056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/credit-cards.html' title='Credit Cards'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SX-zvlpu26I/AAAAAAAAAak/0zgG6jt_ftE/s72-c/cut+up+credit+cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-5415382918915876009</id><published>2009-01-11T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:49:07.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a way to start out the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SWqOrPkXBzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SzGM04kzzYo/s1600-h/Pano_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290197585864623922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SWqOrPkXBzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SzGM04kzzYo/s400/Pano_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a way to start out the new year!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well for the past couple of weeks I've been having pain in my jaw. I would wake up and have migraines in the morning, take something then go to work. Then the pain started to get worse and it hurt to chew. My left side would pop even if I opened my mouth slightly. The pain got so bad that I couldn't fall asleep and woke up my parents in the middle of the night. Asking them to either take me to the emergency room or give me medication that would dull the pain. My mom gave me something that really knocked me out. I woke up that morning groggy but decided it was time to find a doctor that could help. I didn't know where to start. I didn't know if I should go to a regular medical Doctor or a dentist. Thankfully I have a good friend Steven that called his mom (she's a dental assistant) and asked her professional opinion. She suggested to go see a dentist. So I called my dentist asked if there was any way to see him.... he said no. So I called Dr Buxton who said he could get me in right away. THANKFULLY! So I went to see him and he touched my jaw and made me open and shut a few times and could hear and feel the popping going on in my jaw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SWqOynLtvRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/4pqw3Yh-6F0/s1600-h/tmj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290197712462789906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SWqOynLtvRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/4pqw3Yh-6F0/s320/tmj1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me my jaw joint comes out completely out of its socket. He unfortunately couldn't do anything but refer me to a specialist that next day. He did give me a prescription to dull the pain. The next day I went to a Specialist and waited about 2 hours to see him. He asked me a lot of questions and decided that it was muscles around my jaw that was giving me pain. He suggested that I not eat anything but mush and not work for 1-2 weeks because he was putting me on muscle relaxers.  I must say I do feel a lot better then I did. But I am on serious pain medication. What a way to start out the new year right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-5415382918915876009?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5415382918915876009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=5415382918915876009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5415382918915876009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5415382918915876009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-way-to-start-out-year.html' title='What a way to start out the year!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SWqOrPkXBzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SzGM04kzzYo/s72-c/Pano_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-4071582429763288550</id><published>2008-12-31T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:31:14.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;MY 2008...&lt;/p&gt;Since it is the last day of the year I thought I would do some reflection on this past year. My friend Danielle did this survey and I thought it was a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well there are a lot of things.... I've started a blog, hiked Mount Timpanogas TWICE, went to a U of U football game, I've become a UTES fan, been the maid of honor, never hated a job so much in my life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Did you keep your New Year's resolutions and will you make more for next year? &lt;/p&gt;Uh that would be a no.... I was joking with some friends saying I feel like I just have the same exact goals every year. So this year I'm going to have easier goals that I know I can do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nope..... thankfully&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/p&gt;Nope.... thankfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;None this year :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;/p&gt;I feel like 2008 lacked change....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What date from 2008 will remain etched in your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;June 28th because that is when my best friend married the man of her dreams. It was a day I will never forget. It was a day that I cried, laughed, and felt stress free. It was the happiest day of my best friends life and I don't think I've ever seen her so happy. Which in turn made me happy! I can't wait tell its my turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think one of my biggest achievements has to be....becoming closer with my sister. She is such an amazing, funny, talented person and I'm so grateful to have her as my younger sister. I also feel like I've discovered a lot about myself that I didn't know before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.What was your biggest failure?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm very grateful that I haven't!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/p&gt;Clothes!!! It was so much fun.... specially with my mom in the next room trying on clothes and getting to model it in front of her. She is so good at making me feel beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine!!! I was really good this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uh a few guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14.Where did most of your money go?&lt;/p&gt;To going out and playing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was REALLY excited for the Stephanie Myers books to come out as well as the TWILIGHT movie which I've seen a total of three times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16.What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happier&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ii.thinner or fatter? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FATTER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;iii.richer or poorer? &lt;/p&gt;Richer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Traveling....... Hopefully next year will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;19.What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sad over stupid things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.How will you be spending The New Year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going swimming with friends and out to dinner. I'm also going out on the town.... still things are up in the air but that's how I like it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;/p&gt;Yes..... once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NONE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/p&gt;Has to be John and Kate plus eight hands down and the Hills. Total guilty pleasures I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I've done a lot more forgiving then hating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nice guy was a pretty good book... but it would have to go to the Twilight series! I just can't get enough!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would have to go to the METAL GODS! Seriously Danielle wasn't lying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a new phone and baby I got it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28.What did you want and not get?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't think of anything..... because usually if I want it I GET it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is a tough one..... Well I'll just go with the one I've seen the most in the theater.... TWILIGHT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30.What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/p&gt;I had a relaxing day with my mom and shopping...... I also went and saw METAL GODS!! Which was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding Mr Right..... eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33.What kept you sane?&lt;/p&gt;My mother and Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two words!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Richard Armitage!!!!!!!! OH MY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35.What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/p&gt;Who would become the new President of United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven when he went to Florida.... but he's back now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Who are your favorite people that you met this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steven Layton, Jeff Layton, Anna Layton, Mayland Layton, Chris Layton..... Maybe I should just say the Layton family extended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Quote a song lyric that accurately summarizes this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE NAME OF LOVE!!!! ONE NIGHT IN THE NAME OF LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-4071582429763288550?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4071582429763288550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=4071582429763288550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4071582429763288550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4071582429763288550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-4847269360719191505</id><published>2008-12-29T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:53:16.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture says a THOUSAND words!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm2ipfgoxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ahv03MLIMg8/s1600-h/Don%27t+I+look+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285456344065811218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm2ipfgoxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ahv03MLIMg8/s320/Don%27t+I+look+happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my..... how the last few months have flow by! Well I've really neglected updating my blog. It doesn't mean it hasn't been on my mind. I've taken a TON of pictures with my new phone, in hope to write a blog about them. But sadly there is just to much to do and so little time. So what I've decided is post all my pictures and write a little blurb about it. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285455170520332610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1eVsduUI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VJJ-CbCZ-_I/s200/Thanks+giving+gift+swap+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanksgiving was a BLAST in Idaho. We always go to Idaho and spend Thanksgiving with my mom's side of the family. We always have so much fun and are really loud and play games and laugh. I have some of my fondest memories with my extended family on Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285455239708370946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1iXcLaAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/jdablFLaRmI/s200/thanksgiving+food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture my six year old cousin took of her yummy food. She was so proud of herself for taking the picture that I couldn't delete it. Doesn't that food look so YUMMY. My grandma makes the best Thanksgiving feast! NO LIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454560989333682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm063A8yLI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lzorrkt4YYo/s200/pregnancy+test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a family tradition to play gift swap on thanksgiving. Its so much fun.... I was the lucky one to get a pregnancy test! I didn't use it.... I gave it to my sister to try. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453781390844098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0NeyL4MI/AAAAAAAAAWE/n1q3PwQb86g/s200/Christmas+tree+lights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Thanksgiving we came home and put up Christmas lights. It was so much fun and a lot of hard work. I'm so GLAD we did it. It looks so pretty!!! We also hooked up a music box to the lights so the lights would go off to the beat of the music. We loved it and I'm sure we drove our neighbor across the street insane. IT WAS SO WORTH IT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453727217098322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0KU-KHlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/hbbbatfnkA4/s200/car+accident+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Logan to spend time with a guy I was dating at the time. What I didn't realise is I would have to wait 45 minutes in the canyon for a really bad car accident...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453668615524866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0G6qdEgI/AAAAAAAAAV0/9jw6X5cQT4E/s200/car+accident.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please drive safe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454637224565986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0_TA2HOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2rwV4Fz0fck/s200/Sarah+and+Jeff+in+logan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well things didn't work out how I thought they would in Logan.... But I'm so glad that Sarah and Jeff were down there as well. They saved the trip from being a complete disaster! What would I do with out these two?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285455399633407890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1rrNRz5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/M4afaz_GThc/s200/Voldamort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't Jeff look like LORD VOLDEMORT from Harry Potter!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454250153235154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0oxD2UtI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Tu_PGr0-F3Y/s200/Hotel+room+in+denver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well....for those of you that didn't know one of my best friends Steven, decided to move to Florida. It was hard to see him go... but I totally understood his reasoning. I asked him to send me pictures of his SCARY hotel rooms that he slept in.... as you will soon see there was some really sketchy hotels! I think this one in Denver looks like the sketchiest one of them all. He paid $25 and I think he got what he paid for! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454942606834226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1REppujI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-kKGT9kiD4M/s200/Stevens+scary+hotel+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this one was in Oklahoma.... I would say this one looks a little bit better. He paid $40 for this one... but the TV was broken!  Pretty good deal I think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454864393118866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1MhSDJJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0x-vEkMOcHw/s200/Steven%27s+good+hotel+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the nicest hotel he stayed in!!! I think it was a Marriott or Sheraton.... not really sure and I think he was in Louisiana. So close to Florida. I'm glad he stayed at a nice SAFE hotel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285455014164558402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1VPOV8kI/AAAAAAAAAYE/XgFFiCU7ZGk/s200/Stevnes+hotel+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of Steven and his FAVORITE hotel..... coming home! Yep... He's HOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453850534125154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0RgXOnmI/AAAAAAAAAWM/cUOAkUUQZ9Y/s200/cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like an elf this year for Christmas.... I was baking cookies for neighbors and family members. Those look yummy don't they! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454466215543762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm01V9Hg9I/AAAAAAAAAXM/K8D4gIiZFUE/s200/neighbor+hood+gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and I made a cute gift for the neighbors. We made over 50 of them. Its a thing of Cinnamon and a dish cloth and candy. We put "we hope this SEASON brought you joy" -love the Parkers. I'm pretty sure our neighbors loved it. It was a lot of hard work but SO worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454389620630818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0w4nd5SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/B2p4_edT3nA/s200/Mint+Christmas+tree%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a TON of these mint candy tree things.  I mean A TON!!! It was my craft idea for my mom's elderly facility Christmas craft. I think they liked it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453605240003202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0DOkjWoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6-ihKSA8Dgw/s200/Candy+bar+christmas+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made about 5 of these HUGE candy bar Christmas tree's. They take so much candy and time but I really hope the people I gave it too enjoys them!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453509022347554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVmz9oIecSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/IBzWi4fZdXA/s200/Allison+and+Christmas+Snowman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!!!! I can't believe I'm 23!!!!! This coming year I really feel is going to be a year of change! Boy am I ready for it! My birthday was AMAZING!!! I slept in.... went out with my mom. We had so much fun trying on clothes and going to the Cheese cake factory for lunch. SO GOOD!!! I think I've found my new favorite restaurant! It was so nice to just relax on my Birthday. I did go out with a group of friends that Saturday. It was so much fun and I am so thankful for GOOD FRIENDS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285464250636909794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm9u3w9POI/AAAAAAAAAZE/b9M5RAvk2AA/s200/80%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night I went out with my AMAZING friend Danielle and we had a blast watching this crazy 80's ROCK BAND!! It was so much fun jumping, touching, and singing along with the band!!!! Seriously that was the best time I've had in a long time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285455873479021330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm2HQa4ExI/AAAAAAAAAY0/_jq2YRJTctU/s200/2008+Christmas+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our beautiful Christmas tree that I helped my mom put up after my birthday. Sadly we have already taken it down! BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454173771139682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0kUg8CmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/hVhoKSKUneA/s200/Gingerbread+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my beautiful gingerbread house that I made..... my dad got it for me for my birthday. I was begging for one all season.  I watched on the food channel a gingerbread house compation and it looked so easy that I HAD to do it! Well I found out its not that easy.... but it sure was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454311677837186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0sWQdP4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/PSEzdeNGNa4/s200/hypnotist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My mom's work party had a hypnotist.... it was pretty funny to watch. But I don't think I believe in being hypnotised. Just seems really fake to me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454023510642562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0bkwCz4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/zbmp2WHmyuA/s200/Duck+pond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was over at my best friends Sarah's house.... I went to church with them. Sarah told me that they were going to have Elder Perry speaking at their church. I couldn't resist so I went to church with them. It was pretty amazing. I didn't realise what a tall man he is... but what an amazing speaker. I don't think I took my eyes off of him the whole time. Jeff was teasing me and told me that Elder Perry was starring at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453949114079138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0XPmhV6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/IdEWKtw44Us/s200/Duckes+crossing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I was driving home.... and look what decided to cross the street!!! You got it DUCKS! Like twenty of them! It was crazy! They all decided to cross when I was trying to pass. Some of them even stopped and sat there. I seriously think I sat there for at least 10 minutes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454112373075906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm0gvyf78I/AAAAAAAAAWk/m0Ukj3pSX0E/s200/Ducks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little more of them! I love Gods little creatures even thought they drive me crazy some times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285453451119843666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVmz6QbcWVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4x7XMQAiYns/s200/100%25.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Christmas was amazing!!! Our power was out tell about ONE in the afternoon. So I hope you all had power!! I didn't realize how dependent we are on power tell it was gone. I'm so thankful for my family and that I got to spend so much time with them. We got rock band for Christmas from Santa and we had so much fun..... if you look at the picture I got 100% on MEDIUM and it was a freaking hard song.... and I'm the only one out of the family that got 100%!!! It felt very rewarding! ha ha ha ha  Shameful I know! But still felt good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285454722806848194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm1ER1QGsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/9NZSeCh5lv8/s200/Sarah+and+Jeff+on+her+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Happy Birthday Sarah!!!!! I took this picture on Sunday. Sarah invited me to have dinner with her family for her birthday. It was very yummy and I still day dream about the chocolate cherry cake we had for dessert. We had fun playing games with her family! I love her family! I'm so LUCKY to have Sarah for my best friend..... she is such an amazing women, wife, and friend. I don't know what I would do with out her and I hope I never have to find out. We have so many memories together and I look forward to many more!!! I LOVE YOU SARAH!! Happy 23rd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-4847269360719191505?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4847269360719191505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=4847269360719191505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4847269360719191505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4847269360719191505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/picture-says-thousand-words.html' title='A picture says a THOUSAND words!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SVm2ipfgoxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ahv03MLIMg8/s72-c/Don%27t+I+look+happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-2942625970300074790</id><published>2008-12-05T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:48:44.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is........ YOU! BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/STnZPeRV5II/AAAAAAAAATc/0iVh3m2K0Ts/s1600-h/Santa+clause+screaming+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276487298288313474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/STnZPeRV5II/AAAAAAAAATc/0iVh3m2K0Ts/s400/Santa+clause+screaming+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well to be honest coming up with this list was very difficult for me. I'm one of those people that if they want something bad enough they'll just get it. I've had a couple of friends asking me to put together a list of things I would like for Christmas/birthday... just because it is so hard to buy things for me. But I just want to reaffirm....that I am very grateful for all of my friends and family and if I was to get a lump of coal this year I would still be happy. I know I've been naughty this year! lol JK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very blessed!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few idea's to get that brain pumping:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-North and South DVD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A cute purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A good book (I love the classics)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Twilight gear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A shield for my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A stand for my tv like this &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=218&amp;amp;ad=4950834&amp;amp;cat=367&amp;amp;lpid=3"&gt;http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=218&amp;amp;ad=4950834&amp;amp;cat=367&amp;amp;lpid=3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it can be used, old, new. I just need something that is semi nice for my room. I found a lot on KSL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I would love a copy of the guatamala pictures. This is very priceless too me and some how in the move I lost the cd of photos. I'm really heart sick and if KC or Sarah or if someone out there finds the cd thats all I want. Those pictures are so priceless to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well there you go... that's my list. I would be happy with anything. I love you guys and I want to wish you a very Merry Christmas. I can't wait to give you your gifts! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-2942625970300074790?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2942625970300074790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=2942625970300074790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2942625970300074790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2942625970300074790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-you-baby.html' title='All I want for Christmas is........ 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BABY!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/STnZPeRV5II/AAAAAAAAATc/0iVh3m2K0Ts/s72-c/Santa+clause+screaming+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8868197124873941374</id><published>2008-11-12T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:39:39.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you?</title><content type='html'>Here's how it works: &lt;strong&gt;Bold&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the things that you have done in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Slept&lt;/span&gt; under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Played in a band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 4. Visited Hawaii 5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 9. Held a praying mantis 10. Sang a solo 11. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;12. Visited Paris 13. Watched a lightning storm at sea 14. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 15. Adopted a child 16. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty 18. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grown your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France 20. Slept on an overnight train 21. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 22. Hitch hiked 23. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 25. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 26. Gone skinny dipping 27. Run a Marathon 28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice 29. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 30. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;31. Hit a home run 32. Been on a cruise 33. Seen Niagara Falls in person 34. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 35. Seen an Amish community 36. Taught yourself a new language 37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied 38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person 39.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 40. Seen Michelangelo’s David 41. Sung karaoke 42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt 43.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 44. Visited Africa 45. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 46. Been transported in an ambulance 47. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had your portrait painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing- 49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person 50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris 51. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 52. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 53. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 54. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 55. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Been in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 56. Visited the Great Wall of China 57. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Started a business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 58. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken a martial arts cla&lt;/strong&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 59. Visited Russia 60. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies 62. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gone whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 63. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;64. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 65. Gone sky diving 66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp 67. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 68. Flown in a helicopter 69. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial 71. Eaten Caviar 72. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pieced a qui&lt;/strong&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 73. Stood in Times Square 74. Toured the Everglades 75. Been fired from a job 76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London 77. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 78. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 79. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 80. Published a book 81. Visited the Vatican 82. Bought a brand new car 83. Walked in Jerusalem 84. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 85. Read the entire Bible 86. Visited the White House 87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating 88. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had chicken&lt;/strong&gt;pox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 89. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saved someone’s life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 90. Sat on a jury 91. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 92. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joined a book cl&lt;/strong&gt;ub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 93. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 94. Had a baby 95. Seen the Alamo in person 96. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 97. Been involved in a law suit 98. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Owned a cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 99. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been stung by a bee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I counted 48......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I NEED TO LIVE MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8868197124873941374?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8868197124873941374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8868197124873941374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8868197124873941374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8868197124873941374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you.html' title='Have you?'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3203338388773090157</id><published>2008-11-04T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:15:05.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TaG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SRDRDyW5xMI/AAAAAAAAASA/X0wtN2TfOTM/s1600-h/Black+hole2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264937827383755970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SRDRDyW5xMI/AAAAAAAAASA/X0wtN2TfOTM/s400/Black+hole2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry..... I forgot to describe this beautiful picture of mine. This is a really old picture from about a year ago. There was this contest going on at my work to win a thousand dollars.  You were suppose to take the little Eddy doll where ever you went and who ever had the coolest picture won. I took him to the Clark Planetarium and this is him falling into a black hole! lol I didn't win :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SRDQ8mzYkAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vXluQDGztwQ/s1600-h/apple+blossom+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixth picture tag! Go into your pictures and upload the sixth picture listed. NO CHEATING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag Danielle, Sarah, Camille, KC, Matt and Whitney! Can't wait to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3203338388773090157?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3203338388773090157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3203338388773090157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3203338388773090157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3203338388773090157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag.html' title='TaG!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SRDRDyW5xMI/AAAAAAAAASA/X0wtN2TfOTM/s72-c/Black+hole2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8437675569771904813</id><published>2008-11-03T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:26:19.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaLlOwEeN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQ9sJRnXagI/AAAAAAAAARw/Juya2EtyHmo/s1600-h/halloween+group+picture"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264545396022536706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQ9sJRnXagI/AAAAAAAAARw/Juya2EtyHmo/s400/halloween+group+picture" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am speechless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8437675569771904813?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8437675569771904813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8437675569771904813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8437675569771904813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8437675569771904813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='HaLlOwEeN'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQ9sJRnXagI/AAAAAAAAARw/Juya2EtyHmo/s72-c/halloween+group+picture' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3149391403510778269</id><published>2008-10-30T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:57:46.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder Mystery Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263239624525384114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQrIjXuYibI/AAAAAAAAARQ/rBEiGcFk3CU/s400/group+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The long awaited Murder Mystery blog.... lets just say it was an evening to die for! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all invited to one of Victoria Lester extravagent parties. She loves throwing parties and prides her self in being a fantastic host. If your anyone worth knowing your invited to her parties. But this party was a little different..... she only invited a few of her closest and well trusted friends. Victoria always goes over the top with her decorations... this is what we arrived too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263208316422131314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqsE_85DnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QNvsCGTbl0A/s320/Murder+Mystery+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Sarah's out line)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374371885237426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQtDGswdRLI/AAAAAAAAARo/Dxp3ItdfXeU/s400/body" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263207463601408562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqrTW8lijI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JS9YDLkT79g/s320/Murder+Mystery+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(walking into the house, very spooky and eerie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263207662833466146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqre9JNeyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wPeRRd6JH3s/s320/Murder+Mystery+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(It was an elegant feast and we eat by candle light)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all having a grand old time when SUDDENLY Victoria falls down dead! SPLAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was POSIONED!!!! Who would want to kill Victoria might you ask? Well during the dinner we find out that there are a lot of people in this room that wanted Victoria dead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374206273370578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQtC9DzgudI/AAAAAAAAARg/17YLtj8vRHc/s400/victoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/&lt;&gt;Victoria Lester: Beatiful, rich, smart and everything a regular women is not. Killed un meryifully by one of her closest friend and/or family member. Who would do such a thing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could it be......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263207048671421730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqq7NNkZSI/AAAAAAAAANw/weOBOt6JW8c/s320/Mark_Lester.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mark Lester: Victoria's husband and first love. He is a brilliant and handsome sales man and owns the largest shipping yard in the state. He got wind that Victoria may have cheated on him with another man. Did Mark kill Victoria in a jealous rage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263373943160300850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQtCtvod5TI/AAAAAAAAARY/6KmpwW4ASXM/s400/Christie+Lester.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Christy Lester: Victoria's lovely daughter and only child. Christy was very upset at her mother because she shipped her off to a boarding school and made her earn money with no help from either parents. Christy was always very bitter about this and tried to make money the easy way buy smuggling drugs into the city. Victoria heard about this and was going to turn Christy in... Would Christy kill her own mother to stop her self from going to jail?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263206970641522562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqq2qhyn4I/AAAAAAAAANo/3rPsH3Z3Ios/s320/Eleanor_Hopkins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eleanor Hopkins: Mark and Victoria's long time assistant. She was very close to the Lesters. There was a rumor going around that Mark and Eleanor were secretly having an affair. Victoria found out and told Mark if he left that he would lose everything. Eleanor would do anything for Mark.......would she kill for him too?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263229204472991074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQq_E2ATDWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/--dfH32mrbI/s320/Dorothy_May_Bradford.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dorthy May Bradford: Victoria's older sister. Its no secret that Dorthy is a little on the excentrick side. She hated how Victoria got all of the attention. Dorthy has always had a dream of having a big family and a rich husband. She got the rich husband but was having a hard time getting a bun in the oven. She wanted to adopt and had Victoria as one of her references. Victoria thought her unfit to be a mother and therefore Dorthy lost all opportuinity to adopt....would Dorthy's lost hopes and dreams make her want to kill her own sister?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263206679498500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqqlt74qCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qcCIFLeTLp0/s320/%27Big_Bill%27_Bradford.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Big Bill" Bradford: Victoria's brother in law. Big bill is very loud and likes to voice his oppions on things. He is a big shot when it comes to oil. He doesn't like how Victoria treats his beloved wife Dorthy and was very upset when he lost his chance of having a "little Bill" of his own. Would he kill just to get back at her?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263206832635125842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqquoagIFI/AAAAAAAAANY/Zm-Jx3OBBw0/s320/Candice_Minter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Candy Minster: She was Victoria's and Mark's next door neighbor and long time friend. It was very odd how Candy's husband was killed the same way Victoria was killed. Plus she made it very clear that she was after Mark Lester and she would do anything to get his attention. Would she even kill for it?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263207158286854562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqrBlj7KaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hHClVg7vuFs/s320/Robert_Carter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Robert Carter: Mark's best friend and business partner. Robert doesn't know the meaning of silencing his phone at a dinner party. He is all work and no play. Robert has known and loved Victoria since he set eyes on her. He confessed his love for her but got denied in return. If he can't have her then no one will.... did he kill her?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263209449730879746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqtG92wMQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jivTCLB2Vzk/s320/anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Desiree Minster: Candy's daughter and Christy Lester's best friend. Desiree wanted to move in with Christy. Victoria hated the idea and disliked Desiree. Desiree was very hurt and angry. Could her anger lead her to murdering Victoria?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a REALLY fun party!! It was so awesome how everyone really got into their characters. It was so funny how people fought at the table blaming each other. When no one really knew who the real killer was. It was so much fun getting all together and I really hope that we keep this tradition alive. What an awesome way to kick off the Halloween holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would just like to give a shout out to all of you guys that came! You are so freaking awesome! I'm so lucky to have you as my friends and I will cherish these memories always. You mean so much to me! I would also like to thank Sarah for letting us distroy her house and Anna for letting us use her table! Thank you so much! I love you guys! Now here are some awesome pictures of us after the dinner! GOOD TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263212561603591426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqv8GfBfQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Utr-4Aqk6Gw/s320/Murder+Mystery+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute Sarah!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263208122444572450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqr5tVCZyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NLYkkM9v1FE/s320/Murder+Mystery+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This father and daughter picture is quite lovely.... you can't tell at all that they hate each other RIGHT?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263207296606919346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqrJo1_2rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tYi9MJdXLJc/s320/four+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263207922121777410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqruDEXIQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NMtbAmAOGKc/s320/Murder+Mystery+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got to love old ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait I'm not done yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made my mom a little craft for her birthday on October the 9th. I love how it turned out. I hope she uses this for years to come. Let me know what you think and who knows I might make a little craft for your birthday too! I love crafts.....its the only thing I'll admit to being semi good at! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263212983554583954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqwUqX-rZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ySDSbZ2mbYg/s320/Murder+Mystery+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263213363072286786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqwqwMDQEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/a0YsoU_w5WA/s320/Murder+Mystery+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263213510135962034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqwzUCw2bI/AAAAAAAAAPo/PfaUroRU6OY/s320/Murder+Mystery+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263214042664980050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqxST3kzlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/zx-Xq6jQ6MQ/s320/Murder+Mystery+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263214197594332338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqxbVBnHLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GaHaOBKSws8/s320/Murder+Mystery+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263212760070810114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqwHp1S6gI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/if5Md7UXyy0/s320/Murder+Mystery+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just love how it came together! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOPE, not done yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had this urge for awhile now to carve pumpkins but i just never had the time. Finally tonight... the night before Halloween I give in and tried to find a pumpkin. Now you would think it would be super easy to find a pumpkin RIGHT? WRONG!! I had to go to three different stores to find a pumpkin because they were all gone. But in the end I think it was worth it. This was the easiest pumpkin I have ever done and I love it! I'm so glad my camera was charged!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263214657887232690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqx2Hv_YrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UA_MW5f8o3k/s320/Murder+Mystery+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know if you noticed but that is a very big knife I have in my hand! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263214483923341746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqxr_rxEbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-yg5AG_F914/s320/Murder+Mystery+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE IT!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263214860700800562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqyB7Sg1jI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/18ZQlpZZSjc/s320/Murder+Mystery+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can't really see but if you get close it looks like the pumpkin is throwing up in a bag! Its awesome!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263215387360851906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqyglQDd8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/mysbq2e4zzI/s320/Murder+Mystery+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263215093476983122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqyPecrgVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/igAxJ1aDctU/s320/Murder+Mystery+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this picture makes him look evil..... but I still love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263215241446892530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQqyYFrdI_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/PBOUy3maTMc/s320/Murder+Mystery+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!! BE SAFE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3149391403510778269?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3149391403510778269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3149391403510778269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3149391403510778269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3149391403510778269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/murder-mystery-party.html' title='Murder Mystery Party!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SQrIjXuYibI/AAAAAAAAARQ/rBEiGcFk3CU/s72-c/group+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8516325919853780084</id><published>2008-10-06T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:59:15.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SOp6nc8pxGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-pTISdEHjuE/s1600-h/Cans_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254146733485180002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SOp6nc8pxGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-pTISdEHjuE/s400/Cans_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; I am so proud of this announcement!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;let me repeat I have &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; had any soda for 33 days.  The last time I lasted this long was about 6 years ago and it was only for 31 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I honestly am so proud of myself. I honestly never thought I could do it. I really thought it would be an up hill struggle the whole way. I use to have a coke or mountain dew at least once maybe 3-4 times a day. I just had to have one or I would be grouchy the rest of the day.  Now I've replaced soda with water and some times orange juice or fruit punch. But mostly I drink water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is a really big achievement for me and I'm so happy that I could share it with all of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8516325919853780084?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8516325919853780084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8516325919853780084' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8516325919853780084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8516325919853780084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/10/33-days.html' title='33 Days!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SOp6nc8pxGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-pTISdEHjuE/s72-c/Cans_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3668261335111114039</id><published>2008-09-21T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:27:17.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timpanogos Cave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNcgfFArcDI/AAAAAAAAALE/nk1VhOgLIfM/s1600-h/timpanogas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248699609016660018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNcgfFArcDI/AAAAAAAAALE/nk1VhOgLIfM/s320/timpanogas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend 9-20-08 my brother and I decided we should go hiking. We wanted to get a really good work out. We promised each other that if its rains or shines we would go. So we both decided to go hike Timpanogos. Its been ages since the last time we both went up there. Jeff was 9 and I think the last time I went was when I was 15 with my best friends Sarah's family. The first time I went I remember it being really hard and my mom crying. The second time I went with Sarah I still remember it being hard and stopping a lot for her dad. So I was a little nervous to see what was going to happen. But I was Super excited as well. I bought a really cute Camelback water pouch. Its green and brown and insulated so I can take it snowboarding with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248700072873450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNcg6FAwXFI/AAAAAAAAALc/CBZQ_hS9azg/s320/timp+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's me in the pink. I look pretty sexy I must say! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248700184354941762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNchAkUA60I/AAAAAAAAALk/FQFAUmXiXOA/s320/timp+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's me again. My brother was so thankful that I wore a bright color jacket because he wouldn't have been able to see me if I hadn't.  (I'm the pink dot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the hike wasn't as bad as I remember. IN FACT my brother and I went up and down the trail TWICE! Yes, we did it twice. That means we went three miles up hill and three miles down hill and .5 in the cave. The reason was we weren't suppose to start our hike tell 1:50 and our tour through the cave was at 3:20. My brother and I got our ticket at noon. What are we suppose to do for 2 hours right? So we just decided to hike. We hiked it pretty fast and didn't stop. We were up at the very top at 12:42. We rested for a little bit like ten minutes and figured out that we can't even go into the caves for another couple hours. So we decided to look around a bit and go back down the mountain and have our lunch we packed. So that is exactly what we did. We ate our lunch and then climbed the steep trail again. This time it wasn't as easy, but we still had a quick pace. Passed adults and children crying. We still didn't stop not even at this part!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248699701428866210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNcgkdRdzKI/AAAAAAAAALM/pYS9ZBS9zVU/s320/timp+trail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, its pretty intense. This is the part where my mom cried the last time we went. But we made it again for the second time so we could go inside the caves. We got up there about 2:40 and had to wait tell 3:00 before they would let us go in. It was pretty cold and really pretty. Its so incredible how they found the cave. My bother and I now have the fever. We have to keep hiking and next spring we signed up to go cave hiking. Its pretty wicked and I'm excited to go.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248700615218990114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNchZpaAjCI/AAAAAAAAALs/T_5PCc60QU8/s320/stalatights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are some of the things we saw in the cave, the stalactites and stalagmites, thousands or even millions years old.  Nature is such a treasure!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248699782795123426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNcgpMYsWuI/AAAAAAAAALU/Xh7W2X7NDfY/s320/timp+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My favorite the heart of the cave. This stalactite use to be two but then grew together. It grew so slowly that it saved all the minerals for its self and that's why it became so huge. It weights over 2 tons. One of the guys in our group asked the tour guide if it was a women's or man's heart. The guide just looked at him like he was crazy. She said she wouldn't know. Then the man said I think its a women's heart because its "COLD and HARD" lol. I laughed so hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that was a fun adventure with my brother. We had such a good time that we decided that we will make this a tradition. We plan on going on another hike and rock climbing in two weeks and then when it gets cold we will go snowboarding. I can't wait! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3668261335111114039?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3668261335111114039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3668261335111114039' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3668261335111114039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3668261335111114039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/timpanogos-cave.html' title='Timpanogos Cave'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SNcgfFArcDI/AAAAAAAAALE/nk1VhOgLIfM/s72-c/timpanogas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8996412807906275624</id><published>2008-09-08T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:36:10.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ToE SuRgUrY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMrVBoqSeKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/nSZDLUWbxso/s1600-h/WARNING006.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245238940097738914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMrVBoqSeKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/nSZDLUWbxso/s320/WARNING006.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; The images that I'm about to show you may cause:vomiting, gasping, fainting, dizziness, coma, loss of sight, black outs, memory loss, heart failure, psychotic fits, shortness of breath, pregnancy, and in some rare causes DEATH!! I recommend if you are feeling any of these symptoms to please seek medical attention IMMEDIATELY or call your local police station the number is 911.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;BUT for those of you who like to walk on the wild side and laugh in the face of danger please read on........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up 09-03-08 Wednesday morning with a sharp pain in my toe. It was an inflamed ingrown toe nail.  I was half asleep and wanted to go back asleep so I took a pain pill and went back to bed. I woke up late that morning for work and was frantically getting ready. I didn't realize tell I was able to think that my toe really hurt. It was the worst I've seen my toe for a long time. This is what it looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243906277768516258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYY-enVUqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/W4HuxI1gWxs/s320/before+to+surgery+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                              PICTURE: A (close up)&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of my toe and sent it to several people on my phone. Just to get a feel of what I should do. The general consensus what to go get it checked out. So I decided I would leave work early. I text my brother and he was really sweet and he offered to take me to the urgent care.  I asked him to bring his camera. (I had to update my blog about this!)  Here is another picture of my toe from far away:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243906425632031746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYZHFcvhAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4qc_MY5vZZE/s320/before+toe+surgery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                             Picture: B&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love my sparkly care bear tattoo? I told them I had to get a tat to be apart of the gang I was in. The nurse just looked at me like I was PSYCHO!   Here is another picture of my toe from a medium distant:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243906508044846370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYZL4dfRSI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SYFxT4xnAEo/s320/before+toe+surgery+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                             Picture: C&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm sure your thinking what is that shiny stuff on my in flamed ingrown toe nail. Well I'll tell you. I was at work. Flaunting off my ingrown toenail. Telling them it was pretty painful and that I would have to leave early and just trying to gross them out. One of my friends had a wonderful idea. She had some numbing tooth stuff and she thought it would work on my toe to numb the pain a little bit. So I was like what the heck, why not. So I put it on my toe.  Yeah, didn't work! But you should have seen the reaction my doctor gave me when I told him what was on my foot. Yeah, he thought I was PSYCHO, that's TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the doctor decided to remove the toe nail. They kept saying over and over again how rare it is to remove an ingrown toe nail from the second toe and not the big toe. I guess I'm just special! So the doctor numbed my toe. That is where this picture comes in:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243906825012555778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYZeVQesAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TC8mRxlfodw/s320/toe+operation+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Picture: D&lt;br /&gt;This picture is after they put shots in my foot. My brother was standing next to me and he was taking pictures and the kept looking up at my brother. I'm sure he was thinking, "What the crap! These kids are PSYCHO! Strike THREE! This is what my toe looked like after it was numb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243906960865891954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYZmPWcFnI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EmTRAl5sZBM/s320/toe+shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                             Picture:E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't it awesome how all three of my toes are freakishly huge. Then here comes the surgery. The Doctor came in and cut my toenail in half and then ripped the nail out. The thing is he ripped a lot of skin with it. That is what you can see in the back ground of this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243907074704985650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYZs3byzjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/55n--X0Ovyo/s320/toe+nail+removal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                             Picture: F&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All better!!! Now my toe feels a 110% better. I just wanted to give a shout out to my brother. He did an excellent job on the picture taking and keeping me laughing while the doctors were gone. Thanks BUBBY! To all of you that have read my blog I hope I didn't gross you out to much. Tell we meet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8996412807906275624?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8996412807906275624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8996412807906275624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8996412807906275624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8996412807906275624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/toe-surgury.html' title='ToE SuRgUrY'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMrVBoqSeKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/nSZDLUWbxso/s72-c/WARNING006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6637171019616974547</id><published>2008-09-08T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:25:09.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved dog POODI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYYK392Z6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0GqG0CdkI3o/s1600-h/poodi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243905391220647842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYYK392Z6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0GqG0CdkI3o/s400/poodi+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beloved dog Poodi past away 08-27-08. She was paralyzed from her waste down from a stroke she had during the night. She was in so much pain we decided the best thing is to end her pain quickly, so we put her to sleep. We buried her in our back yard with her babies (Black kitty and White kitty). We feel that is where she would have wanted to be placed.&lt;br /&gt;She was seriously the best dog ever. She was always happy and loved us so much. She was such a smart and talented dog. She could do so many tricks for a piece of cheese. One of my favorites was making her "sit pretty" and then yell "BANG" and she would fall down dead. It was so cute the way she would do it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;One of my fondest memories of Poodi is when we first got her. It was about eleven years ago and we were dropping some of our old toys/clothes off at the DI.  When we arrived at the DI we found one of the workers there crying. After talking to him we realized that he was special needs and he was sobbing about a dog. We found out that he was feeding a stray puppy with his lunch for a couple day now and his employer told him he was going to call the pound on the dog that night and get it taken away. So obviously the worker was pretty upset. He begged for my mom to please take the puppy. My mom was touched and told the Special needs man that she would give the puppy a good home. My mom took the dog and handed it to me! We were so excited!! We have never had a real pet before, besides gold fish. Upon closer examination we realized that the puppy wasn't really a puppy it was a full grown Chihuahua mix. We fell in love with her in minutes. She was so sweet, she wouldn't stop licking us. When we brought her home we gave her a nice bath. She went to bed with my mom and that night Poodi made her rounds and slept with each of us that night. She loved us and was very protective of us. I loved her so much and I still do. I hope she knows how much we love and miss her. She was the best dog ever and I will never forget her. I love you Poodi! I know your in a better place and I know I will see you again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6637171019616974547?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6637171019616974547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6637171019616974547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6637171019616974547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6637171019616974547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-beloved-dog-poodi.html' title='My beloved dog POODI'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMYYK392Z6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0GqG0CdkI3o/s72-c/poodi+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-9009171762258540498</id><published>2008-09-05T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:57:40.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music of the Month.</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I'm going to post the music I'm obsessed with for the month. My taste is constantly changing. But for awhile now I've had and ear for very smooth, easy listening type of music. I love finding new or old music, that you don't usually hear on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've been listening to this month:&lt;br /&gt;-Damien Rice "Cheers Darling"&lt;br /&gt;-Ben Folds ft Regina Specktor "You don't know me"&lt;br /&gt;-MIA "Paper Planes"&lt;br /&gt;-Sia "Breath me" (defiantly one of my favorites)&lt;br /&gt;-Jason Marz ft Colbie Cailiat "lucky"&lt;br /&gt;-Adele "Chasing Pavement"&lt;br /&gt;-Chairman's waltz from memoirs of a Geisha&lt;br /&gt;tell next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-9009171762258540498?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9009171762258540498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=9009171762258540498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9009171762258540498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9009171762258540498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/music-of-month.html' title='Music of the Month.'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-5439985475808006202</id><published>2008-09-04T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:54:46.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Fun!</title><content type='html'>(You can tell I'm totally bored at work! lol)&lt;br /&gt;Picture Fun!&lt;br /&gt;1-Go to photobucket.com&lt;br /&gt;2-Type in your answer&lt;br /&gt;3-Pick the image you like&lt;br /&gt;4-Copy and paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Favorite hobby:&lt;br /&gt;(kissing obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBq3jImxwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-3bMEy78ank/s1600-h/Kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307468815943426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBq3jImxwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-3bMEy78ank/s200/Kissing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Favorite tv Show:&lt;br /&gt;(the office, I can't live with out it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBs8I3i_1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/trdk2xjwejA/s1600-h/the_office_tv_show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242309746687672146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBs8I3i_1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/trdk2xjwejA/s200/the_office_tv_show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Favorite crush when you were 15:&lt;br /&gt;(my crush was Ethen Guest, but I can't find of picture of him so&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go with Jason Nathaniel Behr) He's so YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBxIQiEVWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qSWD8L2zrJ8/s1600-h/Jason+Nathaniel+Behr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242314352950007138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBxIQiEVWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qSWD8L2zrJ8/s200/Jason+Nathaniel+Behr.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-What did you want to be when you grew up:&lt;br /&gt;(I wanted to be a doctor and work with babies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqlP2e21I/AAAAAAAAAIE/qFLb1PqEZUE/s1600-h/Doctor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307154402007890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqlP2e21I/AAAAAAAAAIE/qFLb1PqEZUE/s200/Doctor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-What is your favorite day:&lt;br /&gt;(CHRISTMAS!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqO_evatI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JEajRfHKZhU/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242306772050340562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqO_evatI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JEajRfHKZhU/s200/christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-What is your favorite band:&lt;br /&gt;(MUSE! Its the BOMB!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBrGV9CVmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/OTQ_kSCHnX0/s1600-h/muse-tour-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307722975794786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBrGV9CVmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/OTQ_kSCHnX0/s200/muse-tour-l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-What is your favorite drink:&lt;br /&gt;(I have to say coke, but the dew is a close second)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqCD6DDUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/93iDCKiR-Z8/s1600-h/Coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242306549900315970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqCD6DDUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/93iDCKiR-Z8/s200/Coke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-What is your favorite food:&lt;br /&gt;(SUSHI yummy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBrYb0MakI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OEcZf7v3OhI/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242308033786964546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBrYb0MakI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OEcZf7v3OhI/s200/sushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-what is your favorite desert:&lt;br /&gt;(Oh man isn't that just mouth watering?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqHvFV8II/AAAAAAAAAHk/aa7AaqF0CYU/s1600-h/chocolate_mousse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242306647389761666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqHvFV8II/AAAAAAAAAHk/aa7AaqF0CYU/s200/chocolate_mousse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-How do you exercise:&lt;br /&gt;(I like to dance in a small pink bubble!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBslv6W2kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WU7-5cZM2B8/s1600-h/th_dancing-734.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242309362031450690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBslv6W2kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WU7-5cZM2B8/s200/th_dancing-734.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-Favorite place:&lt;br /&gt;(Disneyland has to be one of my favorite places, how can you go&lt;br /&gt;wrong with the happiest place on earth, RIGHT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqd48IfgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/biT1M8T1wTE/s1600-h/disneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307027992608258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqd48IfgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/biT1M8T1wTE/s200/disneyland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-Favortie movie:&lt;br /&gt;(oh how I love this movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBrMcfk4QI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LhUjf1bXvDw/s1600-h/pride_and_prejudice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307827810492674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBrMcfk4QI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LhUjf1bXvDw/s200/pride_and_prejudice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love this movie too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqV1I19DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/M8v_7OEKZfc/s1600-h/breakfastclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242306889533223986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqV1I19DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/M8v_7OEKZfc/s200/breakfastclub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-Favorite film star:&lt;br /&gt;(it has to be this guy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBwGPVfBQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/znn2zPnlBvc/s1600-h/tom_hanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242313218757428482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBwGPVfBQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/znn2zPnlBvc/s200/tom_hanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and this girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBwAdzfO6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/dmO_kIqHsXo/s1600-h/aubrey+hepburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242313119562152866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBwAdzfO6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/dmO_kIqHsXo/s400/aubrey+hepburn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14-Favorite book:&lt;br /&gt;(twilight series all the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBtIZsBpGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3QflcBi3Vxo/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242309957361181794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBtIZsBpGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3QflcBi3Vxo/s200/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15-Place you want to visit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(italy, oh how I wish I was there now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqs9RB8PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H1CtJz5gafA/s1600-h/italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307286852038898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqs9RB8PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H1CtJz5gafA/s200/italy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16-Favorite flower:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(lilies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBq_soo8tI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JORTU6OsScU/s1600-h/lillies-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242307608805176018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBq_soo8tI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JORTU6OsScU/s200/lillies-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBqCD6DDUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/93iDCKiR-Z8/s1600-h/Coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-5439985475808006202?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5439985475808006202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=5439985475808006202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5439985475808006202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5439985475808006202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/picture-fun.html' title='Picture Fun!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SMBq3jImxwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-3bMEy78ank/s72-c/Kissing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-7613280446634155569</id><published>2008-09-02T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:15:57.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG?!</title><content type='html'>I guess I can be it! I HATE being it, because it feels like I'm it for a century!!&lt;br /&gt;(Well I guess it gives me something to do while I'm at work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 10 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;I was 12 and I still lived in West Valley. I just barely started Jr High, my first class was history. We barely voted on who would be the class president.... and they chose ME!!! I remember being very popular, but I was always trying to be the class clown. My best friend at the time was Kayla Wright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;I was 17 and I started my Senior year of High school. I remember I was anticipating the vote for who would be the next head swim team caption. (It was ME again!) I was really excited to start swimming full time again. I was also wondering and scooping out who I wanted to ask me to Homecoming. I also remember being the witch for FCCLA parade that we won first place in. I was also just called to be Laurels president. Man BIG WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 year ago..&lt;br /&gt;I was still in training for Principal. I was going to go out on the phones in a few weeks. I was just getting settled in my new apartment. I was dating Ben and just met another guy named Joe that I was texting all the time. I was planning a trip to St George to go see him again. I was also freaking out because my car decided to die and I need to buy a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really do anything productive. I did dishes and laundry. I chilled with my family. Read the last chapter of Midnight Sun. I was super bummed that it rained because I really want to go do a long hike with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 5 Favorite snacks...&lt;br /&gt;-m&amp;amp;m's (mini m&amp;amp;m's are my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;-animal crackers&lt;br /&gt;-fresh from the oven chocolate chip cookie......mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;-celery&lt;br /&gt;-soy beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 5 favorite books...&lt;br /&gt;-Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;-Message in a bottle (pretty much what ever Sparks writes I'll read)&lt;br /&gt;-The twilight whole serious (that includes Midnight Sun)&lt;br /&gt;-Harry Potter series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 5 favorite places to run away...&lt;br /&gt;-The gym&lt;br /&gt;-Idaho, to Grandma's house we go&lt;br /&gt;-My mom's open arms&lt;br /&gt;-Any where but here&lt;br /&gt;-Nice warm bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 5 bad habits...&lt;br /&gt;-Texting all the time&lt;br /&gt;-Checking my phone for texts&lt;br /&gt;-Procrastinate tell the very last second&lt;br /&gt;-Going on Face book and checking peoples blogs&lt;br /&gt;-I'm addicted to coke Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 5 things I will never wear...&lt;br /&gt;-bikini&lt;br /&gt;-tub top&lt;br /&gt;-see threw clothes&lt;br /&gt;-a gray wig&lt;br /&gt;-a backless dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 5 things I enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;-being with my family&lt;br /&gt;-being able to relax and enjoy a good book&lt;br /&gt;-Hanging out and being with my dear friends&lt;br /&gt;-Being the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoy traveling and seeing the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 5 favorite TV shows...&lt;br /&gt;-British Comedies&lt;br /&gt;-The classics's Seinfeld, Simpson's, etc....&lt;br /&gt;-Big Brother&lt;br /&gt;-John and Kate plus eight&lt;br /&gt;-the hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:-Link the Person who Tagged you-Mention rules on your blog-Tell about 6 quirks of yours-Tag 6 fellow blogger to do the same-Leave a comment to let them know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm compulsive about certain things. I have to check to make sure the door is locked several times. I have to make sure that my alarm is set like a million times. I have to check and recheck text I send to make sure they were sent..... I'm insane! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't get alone with guys that I've been romantically involved with. "EVEN" if it was mutual. "EVEN" if I ended it and we ended on good terms. I still don't like them! Lol I don't know why. Love is blind right? I guess when things end, I just open my eyes and see. Most of the time I think, "What the HELL was I thinking dating that guy!!!" (there is one guy in particular that I think that about) Then I just laugh, oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm obsessed with Twilight series. I have to know whats going on with the books and movie. I'm so glad I have connections (Danielle) that keeps me super updated with everything. I've seriously read Twilight about 8 times. I have never read a book over again that much in my life. I'm still really bummed about Midnight Sun. But I really do believe that she will finish it and sale it... if I have to wait 10 years I will! Yes, I know Edward Cullen's is a fictional character, I just choose to believe there is someone like him out there for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Something that truly frightens me is ALIENS! I know this is crazy but I seriously sleep with water next to my bed, just in case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Something I do and I don't really care who is watching is I love to sing in my car at the top of my lungs. I always make sure to roll up my windows at all times. But I love blasting my music and singing along to a great 80's love song. I really get into sometimes. Its seriously the best! I also really wish I could have a theme song. So every time I walk into a room, my theme song would BOOM into the room. Kinda like Phantom of the Opera, but mine would be a lot less gloomy but catchy! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't like the feel or look of tissues or wet toilet paper. Yes, I know I'm weird. But its true, it makes me want to vomit. I think my biggest nightmare is waking up and seeing used tissues all over the place. I would DIE and vomit every where. I don't know why it makes me sick but it does. Eh, it gives me the chills even thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Hilary, Tim, Matt, Mandy, Ashley and DANIELLE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-7613280446634155569?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7613280446634155569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=7613280446634155569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7613280446634155569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7613280446634155569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag.html' title='TAG?!'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3685792190927854233</id><published>2008-08-26T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:12:54.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausting but FUN Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLRRvF30AhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oEzlaYszWGw/s1600-h/allison+face+paint"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238902136010703378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLRRvF30AhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oEzlaYszWGw/s320/allison+face+paint" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever felt that the weekend just isn't long enough. Yeah, I totally felt like that this Saturday. I had a lot of exciting things planned. I had to meet up with my "Man Servant" at noon. I was REALLY late because for some reason every road in Utah had some sort of construction going on. I worked out with my "Man Servant" it was seriously the hardest work out EVER!! We did squats and lunges and a crazy ab work out. (Yeah, I died) But for some reason I had a crazy idea the night before. I called Danielle and asked her if she wanted to do a "MOCK" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt;. Danielle and I have wanted to do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt; ever since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;High school&lt;/span&gt;. But with our busy schedules we never had time for it. Now since she is back in town, we have decided to get our butts in gear and start training for one. So Friday night I called her and asked if she wanted to just do the "mock" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday. Just to see our starting times. Can I just say I'm INSANE!! What the HELL was I thinking!! All I can say is I spent 3 hours at the gym on Saturday! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, my butt still hurts. But in all honesty I'm so glad we did it! I now have times that I can improve on and I'm really excited to see the improvement in the next six months. Especially in my 3K, my time was 45:12. I'm just so glad I finished it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I know I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;improve&lt;/span&gt; and that's where I'm going to really focus all my efforts on because I really suck at running. After I got done working out I called my best friend Sarah and confirmed our time to meet up. She had a work BBQ and invited me to go for a little girls night out. It was fun, great food, prizes, team mascots, FACE PAINTING!! I think that had to be my favorite part of the night. The lady was FREAKING AWESOME!!! Sarah and I took some pictures to show you how freaking awesome the face painting was. Here are some of the pictures we took:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLR9iKc1yQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xPgGqfcVEM8/s1600-h/Sarah+and+Allison+facepainting+scary"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238950292413073666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLR9iKc1yQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xPgGqfcVEM8/s320/Sarah+and+Allison+facepainting+scary" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLR9aCItURI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kM79xEx3oPk/s1600-h/Sarah+and+Allison+facepainting"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238950152742195474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLR9aCItURI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kM79xEx3oPk/s320/Sarah+and+Allison+facepainting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were laying on the big brown love sack trying to take some good pictures. We seriously couldn't stop laughing. It was a pretty fun!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238951070680148482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLR-PduK6gI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C9IaO3HPf9o/s320/what+the+crap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have labeled this picture as "WHAT THE CRAP!" I knew Sarah was taking a picture. I don't know what I was thinking! Why wasn't I looking at the camera???!! I have no idea! I think I was trying to show off my face painting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the only explanation that I have for this picture. But this picture is so CLASSIC we laughed so hard. I'm still laughing at this picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3685792190927854233?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3685792190927854233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3685792190927854233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3685792190927854233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3685792190927854233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/exhausting-but-fun-saturday.html' title='Exhausting but FUN Saturday'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SLRRvF30AhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oEzlaYszWGw/s72-c/allison+face+paint' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-2888931282290226965</id><published>2008-08-25T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:01:44.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;74 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-2888931282290226965?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2888931282290226965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=2888931282290226965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2888931282290226965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2888931282290226965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/typing-test.html' title='Typing test'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3330783361013385493</id><published>2008-08-20T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:16:21.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NETFLIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxLfPjjPgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wpjtnpuBfkk/s1600-h/netflix.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236643466848714242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxLfPjjPgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wpjtnpuBfkk/s320/netflix.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided that I should try out Netflix for the FREE 2 week trial. My good friend Anna does Netflix and she told me she likes it a lot. She also told me you could watch movies online as well. That got me really curious, because I can just hook my computer up to my flat screen and just watch in on my television like a regular movie. Which is pretty freaking AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm HOOKED I don't know how I've lived with out Netflix for this long. I just go online and rate movies at work all day and queue movies to come to me. Its pretty wicked. I haven't gotten my first movie yet, I ordered "Crash" on Monday so I should be getting it today. I'm super excited. I've decided because I rate movies all day I'll give you a break down of what I've watched so far and why I've rated them the way I did. These are the movies I've watched instantly over Netflix.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650377468959746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxRxfnz3AI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0srKL2uw3v4/s320/Vanity+fair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Vanity Fair: I will have to give the movie 2 out of 5 stars. This movie is a big disappointment. The only reason why I'm even giving this movie 2 stars is because Reese Witherspoon is in it and the costumes that they wore are freaking awesome. The movie is about a witty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;governess&lt;/span&gt; trying to movie up in society. Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; who she hurts in the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something I find very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;comical&lt;/span&gt; about this movie is years pass but nobody but the kids get older. They all look the same at age 20 to their mid 40-50. Also the director put in an Indian flair to the movie. Which doesn't really make sense. The movie is very jumpy and confusing. I didn't like it at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650536335688114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxR6vclwbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UqBhPWs_Zd4/s320/Ron-White-They-Call-Me-Tater-Salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ron White "they call me tater salad": I will have to give this movie 5 out of 5 stars. I love this comedian he is so freaking funny. He has a sarcastic sense of humor that I love. There is a bit of swearing, but you can get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;edited&lt;/span&gt; version. You have to watch this! I was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650651967096290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxSBeNRBeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TeqqTCvA260/s320/one_night_with_the_king.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One night with the king: I would have to give this movie 3 out of 5 stars. The only reason why I wanted to watch this movie is because by the picture it looked like it would have to do with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Egyptians&lt;/span&gt;. I was totally wrong!! Its about a Jewish girl that gets picked to be the wife of the king. You can really tell this was a low &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;budget&lt;/span&gt; film. The acting was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bearable&lt;/span&gt;, the script really needed some work. But the think that I found the most humorous was the kings make up. It seriously looked like he had a fight with the mascara. Plus he seriously used some fake tanning lotion.  So over all it was ok, I don't think I'll ever watch this movie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236650758886589314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxSHsg3A4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6W37THtougE/s320/NorthSouth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;North and South series; Last but certainly not the least. I give this a 6 out of 5 stars. This seriously is the best series/movie I have seen in my whole life. It leaves me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;. The actors were perfect. The script perfect. The picture PERFECT. It reminds me of a Pride and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Prejudice&lt;/span&gt; kind of thing. It seriously is such a good movie. I think guys could get into it too. Best romantic series and I loved it so much I bought the book to read. I've watched this FOUR hour series TWICE!!! I think I will have to watch it again, because I get something new out of it. Plus, I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;empowering&lt;/span&gt; women stories. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE watch this movie. I want to share the love for this movie. If you can't find it, contact me and I will hook you up some how. Its that good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3330783361013385493?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3330783361013385493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3330783361013385493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3330783361013385493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3330783361013385493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/netflix.html' title='NETFLIX'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKxLfPjjPgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wpjtnpuBfkk/s72-c/netflix.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3590156777286012410</id><published>2008-08-15T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:24:03.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AGONY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYeEAnl-MI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gMPee1D5ePM/s1600-h/agony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234904671099156674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYeEAnl-MI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gMPee1D5ePM/s320/agony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That has gotta HURT!&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-3590156777286012410?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3590156777286012410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3590156777286012410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3590156777286012410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3590156777286012410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/agony.html' title='AGONY'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYeEAnl-MI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gMPee1D5ePM/s72-c/agony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-4439719830642699351</id><published>2008-08-15T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:22:37.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYdt2AFvQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EQGWlNfazMo/s1600-h/Achievement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234904290291989762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYdt2AFvQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EQGWlNfazMo/s320/Achievement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So true&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-4439719830642699351?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4439719830642699351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=4439719830642699351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4439719830642699351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/4439719830642699351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/achievement.html' title='Achievement'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYdt2AFvQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EQGWlNfazMo/s72-c/Achievement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-2838560053939933811</id><published>2008-08-15T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:20:11.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPROMISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYc6HOxQcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UofwBShzeJQ/s1600-h/compromise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234903401563767234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYc6HOxQcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UofwBShzeJQ/s320/compromise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yep, I pretty much feel like this all the time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-2838560053939933811?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2838560053939933811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=2838560053939933811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2838560053939933811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2838560053939933811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/compromise.html' title='COMPROMISE'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYc6HOxQcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UofwBShzeJQ/s72-c/compromise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-5478470514471644271</id><published>2008-08-15T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:17:04.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DESTINY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYbCz4UcmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N6RDBCghIq4/s1600-h/destiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234901351964897890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYbCz4UcmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N6RDBCghIq4/s320/destiny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-5478470514471644271?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5478470514471644271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=5478470514471644271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5478470514471644271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/5478470514471644271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/destiny.html' title='DESTINY'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYbCz4UcmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N6RDBCghIq4/s72-c/destiny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-7776510484611361424</id><published>2008-08-15T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:09:54.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO IT LATER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYWz4r5wcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0RaVkaG9dhM/s1600-h/Do+it+later.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234896697510445506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYWz4r5wcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0RaVkaG9dhM/s320/Do+it+later.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this one!&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-7776510484611361424?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7776510484611361424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=7776510484611361424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7776510484611361424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7776510484611361424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-it-later.html' title='DO IT LATER'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYWz4r5wcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0RaVkaG9dhM/s72-c/Do+it+later.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-7256648034567183554</id><published>2008-08-15T16:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:51:10.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYWV3XmKNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KHbLdt6JWSY/s1600-h/failure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234896181760764114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYWV3XmKNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KHbLdt6JWSY/s320/failure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think we have all felt like this, but its so dang FUNNY!&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-7256648034567183554?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7256648034567183554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=7256648034567183554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7256648034567183554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7256648034567183554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/failure.html' title='FAILURE'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYWV3XmKNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KHbLdt6JWSY/s72-c/failure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8655209657066792192</id><published>2008-08-15T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:49:35.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOALS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYV6x2dPFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xmwiXO8O4rw/s1600-h/goals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234895716423122002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYV6x2dPFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xmwiXO8O4rw/s320/goals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've done this exact thing to people that get in my way! lol&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-8655209657066792192?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8655209657066792192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8655209657066792192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8655209657066792192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8655209657066792192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/goals.html' title='GOALS'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYV6x2dPFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xmwiXO8O4rw/s72-c/goals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-7089175190365558986</id><published>2008-08-15T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:46:00.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INSANITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYVIKDYYQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vKF1ECpe3dQ/s1600-h/insanity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234894846746452226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYVIKDYYQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vKF1ECpe3dQ/s320/insanity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, I'm insane! &lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-7089175190365558986?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7089175190365558986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=7089175190365558986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7089175190365558986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/7089175190365558986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/insanity.html' title='INSANITY'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKYVIKDYYQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vKF1ECpe3dQ/s72-c/insanity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-1540199108307211068</id><published>2008-08-05T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:40:36.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE is the Loneliest number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJk_GmBz1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/c3PRJmBbfV4/s1600-h/number1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231281824687445490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJk_GmBz1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/c3PRJmBbfV4/s320/number1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One is a pretty lonely number. When ever I see a number one I think of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUlw3ACdN5s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUlw3ACdN5s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile now I've felt like this song. I feel like all of my friends are moving on with their life. Getting married, finding their other half, moving away, starting their own family. Its been REALLY hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like what's wrong with me? Why can't I move on with my life or family like everyone else? Why can't I find my soul mate? Why can't I find my Edward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cullens&lt;/span&gt;? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fokes&lt;/span&gt; I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;revelation&lt;/span&gt; while I was in the shower! For some reason all my ideas or my deep thoughts happen after I take a shower. I've decided that number one is a great number! Its not a lonely number at all. Its GREAT being single. Its great living the single life dating around and being selfish. There is nothing wrong with me. IN FACT it wasn't me at all, it was the guys I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dating&lt;/span&gt;. I was thinking about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I am to be single, a lonely number one if you will. I get to do whatever I want any time I want, no questions asked. I get to spend my WHOLE paycheck on ME! I get to stay up as late as I want with the lights on. I get to watch whatever sappy love movie I want. I get to leave out of state or country in a whim if I so please. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to be single right now. I don't think tell this very moment I realised how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I am.  This is a time of my life that I will never get back again. I really need to enjoy every minute and live it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided that right now isn't a very good time for me to be serious with someone. I've noticed in my past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; with serious relationships that I try to become what that guy is looking for. I lose myself and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; what I want for what his needs are. I've noticed that what his wants and needs are now my wants and needs. How fair is that to me? I have released that I really don't LIKE: golf, watching sports on the TV, playing Halo all night long, being a secret, talking over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; all day long about nothing, Baseball, watching movies all the time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Anamie&lt;/span&gt;, doing nothing. Seriously, this is just a few of the things that I was totally interested in because the guy I was dating was interested. I would always be the one the would rearrange my schedule to be able to spend time with that person when the occasion called for it. Well NO more! I need to figure out what I like or don't like. I want to do things I want to do and not visa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;. I need to truly love myself before I can love some one else. I've also decided that I'm not afraid of being alone any more. The number ONE isn't as lonely as I thought it was. I am number ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJk-3WV_YAI/AAAAAAAAADA/kfyvdyXlX3Q/s1600-h/number1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-1540199108307211068?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1540199108307211068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=1540199108307211068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1540199108307211068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/1540199108307211068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-is-loneliest-number.html' title='ONE is the Loneliest number'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJk_GmBz1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/c3PRJmBbfV4/s72-c/number1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-9221429937921630247</id><published>2008-07-31T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:28:06.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me if you DARE (Jeux d'enfants)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJJI0jI_thI/AAAAAAAAACk/jMrtt1QAC6c/s1600-h/Love+me+if+you+dare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229322184953935378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJJI0jI_thI/AAAAAAAAACk/jMrtt1QAC6c/s400/Love+me+if+you+dare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the link to watch the trailer; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtzjUjVQe9Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtzjUjVQe9Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is rated "R" but its SO GOOD! Its french with english subtitles. Its a funny, romantic, sad, and I love it!  I looked every where to get my hands on this movie. But finially I just had to download it to my pc. Really good movie! Its my favorite French movie.&lt;br /&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/7834816668616172141-9221429937921630247?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9221429937921630247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=9221429937921630247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9221429937921630247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/9221429937921630247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-me-if-you-dare-jeux-denfants.html' title='Love me if you DARE (Jeux d&apos;enfants)'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJJI0jI_thI/AAAAAAAAACk/jMrtt1QAC6c/s72-c/Love+me+if+you+dare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-3578470250223992428</id><published>2008-07-31T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:08:16.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Game</title><content type='html'>BEE'S GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJI4wOSK94I/AAAAAAAAAB8/MzSYIoACNIE/s1600-h/Baseball"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229295375364588594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJIwcBozBDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/805FeaVgE0U/s400/Baseball+field" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought since EVERYONE is going to post a blog about the Baseball game, then I should too. Plus I haven't written in awhile and someone not naming any names keeps informing me that my blog needs to be up to date! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; LOVE YOU SARAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a Bee's game on June 22, 2008. It was my best friends husbands birthday. She had a wonderful idea of throwing a surprise birthday get together for Jeff. She wanted to spend an entameant dinner with Jeff and then surprise him by taking him to a Bee's game. I guess they have been wanting to go for awhile. Then she wanted to bring him to the Bee's game and shock him with all of us being there. It was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SO EXCITED to go to the Bee's game. I've only been there once before and I had a BLAST the last time I went. It was so good to see Jeff's family and all of our friends! Its seriously been way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229306509429363554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJI6kHQs02I/AAAAAAAAACM/y_0Sn8sLvtU/s400/Baseball2" border="0" /&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS!! I seriously must say I have the best, with out a doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229306440776502834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJI6gHglTjI/AAAAAAAAACE/v5BJB7NSgQY/s400/Baseball" border="0" /&gt;Here is another angle of all of us. I have no idea why I can't just smile nice and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; like a complete goof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229307564914108354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJI7hjP358I/AAAAAAAAACU/_WbkUxLcY20/s400/Baseball4favorite" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture makes me laugh because I have no idea who was taking the picture but just my face is in it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Right on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so BLOODY HOT! My nose that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cauterised&lt;/span&gt; started bleeding, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; how hot it was. But I wouldn't have missed this outing for anything. Who would think sitting in a full &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt; with your friends in a 110 degree weather could be so much fun? It was seriously BLISS! I honestly have no idea what team the Bee's were play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; or what the score was. I think the Bee's lost by two BUMMER, but I'm not sure. I would recommend if you have a fun group of people to GO to the Bee's game. &lt;strong&gt;I seriously had the time of my life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-3578470250223992428?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3578470250223992428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=3578470250223992428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3578470250223992428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/3578470250223992428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/07/baseball-game.html' title='Baseball Game'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SJIwcBozBDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/805FeaVgE0U/s72-c/Baseball+field' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6998783553400114587</id><published>2008-06-19T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:53:58.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE cOuNtDoWn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFrVRK_oZ0I/AAAAAAAAABs/NiN-XErX7VM/s1600-h/count.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213714009620506434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFrVRK_oZ0I/AAAAAAAAABs/NiN-XErX7VM/s400/count.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Thank you so much for being there for me when I needed you the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Just 8 MORE DAYS! You can do it everything will be ok, PROMISE! I'm here for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Where have you been my whole life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You are the Best Mommy in the whole world! What would I do with out you!???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Thank you for calling this is Allison how may I help you today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. You better be good to my best friend or I will kick your trash! BRING IT ON! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. You are all I think about, why can't I get you out of my head as easily as you can to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I know, I should have come in sooner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Will you please stop texting me, and come pick up your crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Please COME THE PARTY it will be SO MUCH FUN! PROMISE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NINE things about yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm a fiery RED HEAD! GRRRRR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I have a temper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm very ambitious, but lose sight of my goals some times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love being competitive and hate to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love to act and be the center of attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I'm a compulsive texter and email er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My family and I are VERY close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I love being creative and staying busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I love Kissing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EIGHT ways to win my heart:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Tall Dark and Handsome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. FUNNY! If you can make me laugh you have my heart just take it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Someone I can talk too and share anything with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Shows me how much they love and care for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Intelligent &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Honest and respectful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Loves life and knows how to have a good time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Thoughtful and Romantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What am I going to do with my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What kingdom will I go to if I die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What am I going to eat, Have I gotten my water and fruit and veg's in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What am I going to wear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I wonder if he is thinking about me as much as I am thinking of him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What can I do to keep me busy and my mind off things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Am I going in the right direction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIX things you wish you never did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I wish I never kissed on the first date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I wish I never stopped going to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I wish I never broke my leg or dated Ken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I wish I never got into debt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I wish I never fought with my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I wish I never cared what people think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIVE turns off:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Doesn't know what they want....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Boring and lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Tight wad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Not willing to try something new or be adventures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Hypocrite and doesn't keep promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOUR turn ons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Humor and Laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Confidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Goals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THREE smiles that describes your life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. :^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWO things you want to do before you die:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Find the love of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Travel the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE confession:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I HATE the feel/look of wet toilet paper. It makes me want to barf!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6998783553400114587?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6998783553400114587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6998783553400114587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6998783553400114587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6998783553400114587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/06/countdown_19.html' title='ThE cOuNtDoWn'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFrVRK_oZ0I/AAAAAAAAABs/NiN-XErX7VM/s72-c/count.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-6492898860859283830</id><published>2008-06-13T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:13:30.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFL8CPZR_cI/AAAAAAAAABU/gvMRCZ3I4ag/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211504834243591618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFL8CPZR_cI/AAAAAAAAABU/gvMRCZ3I4ag/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFL0onIHH7I/AAAAAAAAABM/-qh96HUmZoY/s1600-h/Landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These past couple of days I've really thought about things that I want to do with my life and my goals. There are so many that I decided that I really need to make a list. Here is the list that I came up with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Skydiving!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I have to do this, I am going to do this. I have already made arrangements with Sandy Skydiving for October. I was going to surprise someone for their birthday but plans fell through but I still plan on going! I'm so excited! I'll totally post my pictures and video! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Travel Europe!&lt;/strong&gt; (England, Germany, Iceland, Ireland, Italy, Norway, France, Sweden, Netherlands, etc) I know its so cliche but I really want to go. Its been my dream for awhile and I truly am going to make it a reality. I really would love to go with a friend or husband. But if that isn't an option I'm totally down going by myself. I want to be a WORLD TRAVELER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Get a degree.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I've been really thinking about this one for awhile. I didn't think I should get one, because I'm already making more money then people that have a degree. I just didn't see the point. But I have decided that I really need to get my butt in to gear and get a degree. I would love to get a degree in broadcasting and be a radio personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Lose weight&lt;/strong&gt;. I know every girl says that but its the truth. My whole life I have felt over weight even thought I wasn't. I was very fit all though high school but yet I didn't feel like it. I was so busy with life and swimming morning and night that I didn't really care what I ate or how much. I never understood the natural value to things. But as most of you know I have joined Weight Watchers . I've have lost 15 pounds and I'm very proud of that. I know I'll get were I need to be I just need to be patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Get married in the temple and have a family.&lt;/strong&gt; Now I know I've told everyone I'm going to live alone with 100 cats. I think that would be fun but...... I think I would opt for a loving husband and babies. I'm totally not looking to get married any time soon. There is so much I want to do with my life. Plus I like being the single, selfish, not tied down friend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Become closer with my Heavenly Father.&lt;/strong&gt; For the past couple of years I feel like I'm not as close with my Heavenly Father as I have been. I know part of me blames it for not feeling like I fit in the family ward or singles ward, its not a good excuse but its how I felt. Now I'm in a NEW wonderful singles ward. It is so much fun and the people there are so warm and welcoming. Its been awhile since I've been excited to attend a NINE O'CLOCK meeting and FHE. But its great and I'm happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-5K or Tri&lt;/strong&gt;- I really would love to run or do a tri antholon. I've wanted to do it for the long time but I've never got the courage to do one by myself. Now I think I have that courage!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Trying something new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Get kissed this coming new years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Make at least $100,000 in a years time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Get out of debt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Learn something new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Preform in front on people to make them laugh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-More &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Be more organized &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Be expert on guitar hero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Have one of my piece in an art show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Learn how to sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Learn how to do a back flip on the ground&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Be on a tv/reality show!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, its over whelming a little bit. But I know I can do these things because its what I want to do. I'm excited because some of these goals are so close and some are so far away. But I know in my life time I can accomplish these! I'm so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-6492898860859283830?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6492898860859283830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=6492898860859283830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6492898860859283830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/6492898860859283830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/06/these-past-couple-of-days-ive-really.html' title=''/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SFL8CPZR_cI/AAAAAAAAABU/gvMRCZ3I4ag/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-2503357521200291820</id><published>2008-06-01T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:48:35.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SEMmjpnRthI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w8jOZwzs9-g/s1600-h/LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207047988078294546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SEMmjpnRthI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w8jOZwzs9-g/s400/LOVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love, what does that word truly mean? Is there really only ONE person out there for you or, is that just an entertainment scam? Can love really over come all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt;? I've been pondering that all day.....&lt;br /&gt;Part of me really does think it is an entertainment scam playing and making money off of women's heart strings. Another part of me truly hopes that it is out there some where. If not here maybe in the next life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love:&lt;/strong&gt; represents a range of human &lt;a title="Emotion" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emotion"&gt;emotions&lt;/a&gt; and experiences related to the senses of &lt;a title="Affection" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affection"&gt;affection&lt;/a&gt; and sexual attraction.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love#cite_note-oxford-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; The word love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from generic &lt;a title="Pleasure" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pleasure"&gt;pleasure&lt;/a&gt; to intense &lt;a title="Interpersonal attraction" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interpersonal_attraction"&gt;interpersonal attraction&lt;/a&gt;. This diversity of meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, even compared to other emotional states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My favorite part of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt; is, "makes love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unusually&lt;/span&gt; difficult to consistently define, even compared to other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt; states." )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that know me you know I'm a huge movie and music buff. So I decided to look up movies and songs that relate to this topic. Here is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you without knowing how, why, or even from where.”                                               &lt;br /&gt;Patch Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your heart is free, have the courage to follow it." -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Braveheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time.” - Casablanca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One.”-City Of Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poetry, beauty, romance, love: these are what we stay alive for."   -Dead Poet's Society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A life without love, is no life at all."  - Ever After: A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sometimes I wish I had never met you. Because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.” -  Good Will Hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you. That's where I'll be waiting."   -Hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All you need is love.” - I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannonball- Damien Rice (This man knows what love is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;/Your call- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SecondHand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sernade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I melt- Rascal Flats&lt;br /&gt;open arms-journey&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss a thing- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love will keep us together-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Captian&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tennille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love your way-Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Frampton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Eclipse of The Heart-Bonnie Tyler&lt;br /&gt;Secret Garden-Bruce Springsteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still so many more movie quotes and songs I could find about love... but I just don't have the energy to keep looking.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the real reason I have this on my mind is because I really do believe I have felt true love. I thought I knew what love felt like until I met this person. The love I felt was unlike anything I have ever felt before. It wasn't like the songs or the movies I've seen or the past loves in my life. Is this kind of love real or all in my head. I don't know.... but all I know is I would feel light headed when we would kiss. I would get butterflies in my stomach when ever I would hear his voice or touch him. I would do anything for this person, even if it hurts me in the process. I guess in a sense I'm lucky, that I got to feel the way I felt if it only lasted a little bit. To love and lost is better than never loving at all. Will I ever have those feelings for some one else? I sure hope so! But is it fair to the other person, to know that who ever I give my heart to next that a piece will be missing? How will I ever stop thinking about this person? How can I live if living is with out you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-2503357521200291820?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2503357521200291820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=2503357521200291820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2503357521200291820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/2503357521200291820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-what-does-that-word-truly-mean-is.html' title=''/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SEMmjpnRthI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w8jOZwzs9-g/s72-c/LOVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834816668616172141.post-8473007925911400567</id><published>2008-05-21T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:04:35.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TeStInG tEsTiNg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SDSL_UgbvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5Z8veeT8ODQ/s1600-h/ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202937389472529906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SDSL_UgbvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5Z8veeT8ODQ/s400/ME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;This is me! For those of you that haven't noticed I got a new "hair do"! I like it A LOT! (in a dumb and dumber accent) I like how its easy to do in the mornings and doesn't get in my way when i work out.   Well for those of you that don't know, I just recently moved back with my parents. Its a wonderful feeling not having to worry about bills and rent. I'm so grateful to have parents that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with me living with them tell I'm thirty. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;   So life is good and pretty much the same. I still work at Principal Life Insurance as a Benefits Agent. I'm thinking about taking a broadcasting internship to become a radio personality because of my love for music.  I'm helping my BEST FRIEND Sarah Timothy with all of the odds and ends to her wedding.  (Man...... planning a wedding is rough!)  Oh, I joined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LDSplanet&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I honestly don't know what came over me. I just have to give props to the web &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;designer&lt;/span&gt; because it totally sucks you in. They give you an option to view the accounts for free and then people try to chat with you and send you "flirts" and "messages" and because I can't handle not seeing what they are writing I JOINED! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (for those of you who have joined that site you totally know what I'm talking about) So I joined, I put a few pictures of me up and started my search. Honestly, I wasn't looking for any romantic or love interests. Just some one I could talk to when I was bored or a back up in case of &lt;strong&gt;code &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; emergency date situation. &lt;/strong&gt;Never in my wildest dreams would I actually think of meeting someone for &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt;?! Come on, who does that? (No offense to anyone that has married someone they have met online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) Well boys and girls I met someone! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  His name is Jeffrey Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mabey&lt;/span&gt;. Well I haven't actually met him yet, we meet on Monday the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; but everything is looking pretty good. I'M EXTREMELY EXCITED! I wish I could put in words how AMAZING this guy is!!! :)  I'M HAPPY! So  that is me right now in a nut shell........ tell we meet again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834816668616172141-8473007925911400567?l=allypallyslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8473007925911400567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834816668616172141&amp;postID=8473007925911400567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8473007925911400567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834816668616172141/posts/default/8473007925911400567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allypallyslife.blogspot.com/2008/05/testing-testing.html' title='TeStInG tEsTiNg'/><author><name>AllyPally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07610631420118840452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SKUeXjLxPmI/AAAAAAAAADU/lVXbTrmHlKQ/S220/80%27s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvQe4J-dWks/SDSL_UgbvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5Z8veeT8ODQ/s72-c/ME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
