<?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-7536183379189001241</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:18.047-08:00</updated><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRCGdDHBFPg/Ta0CaddieWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8ym0-xsbgvY/s1600/Snapshot_20110401_32.JPG'/><title type='text'>The Fancy Nancy</title><subtitle type='html'>Daughter, Sewer, Lover, Sister, Friend, and Extraordinaire</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-6661203191440658086</id><published>2011-05-15T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:23:27.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So while making cake the other morning we decided to do mustaches with the batter just for kicks and it turned out to be pretty fun. (note me and janet had not even brushed our hair at this point so excuse our appearance)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrcgoHLRfG0/TdCYVerbahI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YjItMRLW6gg/s320/0513110937.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607149030856157714" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tfs3EJFTZg/TdCYVGnXVEI/AAAAAAAAAXg/P2ltSzkawU0/s1600/Snapshot_20110513.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tfs3EJFTZg/TdCYVGnXVEI/AAAAAAAAAXg/P2ltSzkawU0/s320/Snapshot_20110513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607149024396661826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-6661203191440658086?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6661203191440658086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=6661203191440658086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6661203191440658086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6661203191440658086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2011/05/mustaches.html' title='Mustaches'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrcgoHLRfG0/TdCYVerbahI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YjItMRLW6gg/s72-c/0513110937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-785669787428513422</id><published>2011-04-18T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:37:33.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRCGdDHBFPg/Ta0CaddieWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8ym0-xsbgvY/s1600/Snapshot_20110401_32.JPG'/><title type='text'>Missing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm loving being home but am missing a few special people in Idaho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRCGdDHBFPg/Ta0CaddieWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8ym0-xsbgvY/s320/Snapshot_20110401_32.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597132565499771234" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0QaitwkI3H0/Ta0COpVhHtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/dO3ErHlaSpI/s1600/Snapshot_20110401_25.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0QaitwkI3H0/Ta0COpVhHtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/dO3ErHlaSpI/s320/Snapshot_20110401_25.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597132362528923346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCsa4XL5nos/Ta0B_2oFgSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YfwDhjrbaUM/s1600/Snapshot_20110401_11.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCsa4XL5nos/Ta0B_2oFgSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YfwDhjrbaUM/s320/Snapshot_20110401_11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597132108398428450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVwh1EeK3PU/Ta0B1smTCzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/owJaPfL__24/s1600/Snapshot_20110401_9.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVwh1EeK3PU/Ta0B1smTCzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/owJaPfL__24/s320/Snapshot_20110401_9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597131933907880754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvYy7zn9w4I/Ta0BtldumQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/F638x6DcI0s/s1600/Snapshot_20110401_4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvYy7zn9w4I/Ta0BtldumQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/F638x6DcI0s/s320/Snapshot_20110401_4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597131794553936130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-785669787428513422?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/785669787428513422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=785669787428513422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/785669787428513422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/785669787428513422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/missing.html' title='Missing...'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRCGdDHBFPg/Ta0CaddieWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8ym0-xsbgvY/s72-c/Snapshot_20110401_32.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-7168777335333742795</id><published>2010-10-09T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T13:54:01.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heirloomist on Etsy</title><content type='html'>So I have started a shop on etsy.com. My roommate has one so  she helped me get started. Right now I only have necklaces for sale, but soon I hope to have quilts and dresses and whatever else I decided to make you should check it out! Here is the link &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/heirloomist"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/heirloomist&lt;/a&gt;. And if you are interested in journals here is my roommates link &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/jenni4k"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/jenni4k&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-7168777335333742795?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7168777335333742795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=7168777335333742795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7168777335333742795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7168777335333742795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/10/heirloomist-on-etsy.html' title='Heirloomist on Etsy'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3729684138504417405</id><published>2010-09-11T15:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:22:13.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Nail Polish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TIwA1kdnnDI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WlOIGnv79KI/s1600/P9110010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TIwA1kdnnDI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WlOIGnv79KI/s320/P9110010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515784563942988850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the saddest part is that this isn't even all of them LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-3729684138504417405?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3729684138504417405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3729684138504417405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3729684138504417405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3729684138504417405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-heart-nail-polish.html' title='I Heart Nail Polish!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TIwA1kdnnDI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WlOIGnv79KI/s72-c/P9110010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-7311953313937503208</id><published>2010-06-19T13:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T13:10:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TB0jE49Qh9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/bHvZVfLZjU0/s1600/Snapshot_20100619_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TB0jE49Qh9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/bHvZVfLZjU0/s320/Snapshot_20100619_8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484578488122902482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a pretty amazing Dad!!! He has taught me so much, so much. I know that he would do absolutley anything for me. I always tell people that he is like the dad from the movie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Taken&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:) But anyways I love you Dad and I miss you like crazy! When I come home for the seven week break I am going to make you tamales for part of your gift!!! Hope you have a great Fathers Day and that you realize how much you have done for me and all of your children.... you really are the best and I love ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-7311953313937503208?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7311953313937503208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=7311953313937503208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7311953313937503208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7311953313937503208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TB0jE49Qh9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/bHvZVfLZjU0/s72-c/Snapshot_20100619_8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3328033319886806136</id><published>2010-06-12T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:38:49.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Babysitting</title><content type='html'>I just love these kids!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had alot of fun taking pictures with my web cam... it was a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhxbNzTZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5VuOTxhshI8/s1600/Snapshot_20100611_24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhxbNzTZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5VuOTxhshI8/s320/Snapshot_20100611_24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481973410675510674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhjxjgVHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Q9K8WNh6mTo/s1600/Snapshot_20100611_17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhjxjgVHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Q9K8WNh6mTo/s320/Snapshot_20100611_17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481973176153953394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhY47mEPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/5ROJ1EDcedA/s1600/Snapshot_20100611_18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhY47mEPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/5ROJ1EDcedA/s320/Snapshot_20100611_18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481972989155479794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPh_10iPRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/iB6okH_ztRw/s1600/Snapshot_20100611_27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPh_10iPRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/iB6okH_ztRw/s320/Snapshot_20100611_27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481973658335460626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPh4wXg6wI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QWN1l1tVjnE/s1600/Snapshot_20100611_21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPh4wXg6wI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QWN1l1tVjnE/s320/Snapshot_20100611_21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481973536612477698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-3328033319886806136?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3328033319886806136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3328033319886806136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3328033319886806136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3328033319886806136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/06/adventures-in-babysitting.html' title='Adventures in Babysitting'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TBPhxbNzTZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5VuOTxhshI8/s72-c/Snapshot_20100611_24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-8831209167943561183</id><published>2010-06-05T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:50:40.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness With and In the Now</title><content type='html'>So this is going to be a short one but I have this good friend Ellen, and she is just amazing. I talk to her most days either by text or chat or something but she just has the best advice and has come so far in her life and just truly amazes me. Here are a couple of quotes from her. They are simple but I just loved them so much that I saved them when she sent them to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The lord knows whats best for you but he wants you to ask for guidance, he wants you to have faith and try to be happy with what you have." -Ellen Jardine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm the happiest person in the world no matter what cuz i know the lord will be there for me!!!" -Ellen Jardine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-8831209167943561183?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8831209167943561183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=8831209167943561183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/8831209167943561183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/8831209167943561183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/06/happiness-with-and-in-now.html' title='Happiness With and In the Now'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-4663592263408912858</id><published>2010-06-04T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:27:17.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamales</title><content type='html'>So tonight I taught Gary how to make tamales and it was so much fun because he was just as excited about it as I was. We are supposedly going to start a dinner club but we are the only two members invited to join...LOL. We are going to make something new every week. But here are just some pictures of the fun night and tamales. Oh and by the way they turned out amazing and we made extra sauces to go with them and they were just absolutely amazing!!!! YEAH they really really were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAne10t17uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eGdyp8UutAc/s1600/P6040036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAne10t17uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eGdyp8UutAc/s320/P6040036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479155437938274018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfF3WDcaI/AAAAAAAAAOI/r5ft4K2LlBY/s1600/P6040037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfF3WDcaI/AAAAAAAAAOI/r5ft4K2LlBY/s320/P6040037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479155713521709474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfPbicSAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T-jryUelVYE/s1600/P6040038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfPbicSAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T-jryUelVYE/s320/P6040038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479155877856167938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfeIfWAYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jBbXvc3IDto/s1600/P6040041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfeIfWAYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jBbXvc3IDto/s320/P6040041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479156130440937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I look retarded, but this was the best pic and they weren't getting better so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfmt6OauI/AAAAAAAAAOg/oBaMV-BVa5s/s1600/P6040042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAnfmt6OauI/AAAAAAAAAOg/oBaMV-BVa5s/s320/P6040042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479156277924752098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary made them all pretty for the picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-4663592263408912858?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4663592263408912858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=4663592263408912858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4663592263408912858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4663592263408912858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/06/tamales.html' title='Tamales'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/TAne10t17uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eGdyp8UutAc/s72-c/P6040036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-285483315255173947</id><published>2010-05-24T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:27:52.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slight Obsession</title><content type='html'>So I have a slight obsession with owls. So here our some pictures of all my owl things.... the sad part is that these are not all of them. Yeah its pretty sad! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_smW4O0gGI/AAAAAAAAANY/01Viy__j0pg/s1600/P5240054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_smW4O0gGI/AAAAAAAAANY/01Viy__j0pg/s320/P5240054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475011946492493922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_smp9WrS0I/AAAAAAAAANg/MQ72WnFBjT8/s1600/P5240052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_smp9WrS0I/AAAAAAAAANg/MQ72WnFBjT8/s320/P5240052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475012274285136706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_snbQMVz1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/REwZe9P5l4M/s1600/P5240049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_snbQMVz1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/REwZe9P5l4M/s320/P5240049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475013121155649362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_sm9YuvRKI/AAAAAAAAANw/-nWLOnI8Vew/s1600/P5240050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_sm9YuvRKI/AAAAAAAAANw/-nWLOnI8Vew/s320/P5240050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475012608051332258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-285483315255173947?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/285483315255173947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=285483315255173947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/285483315255173947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/285483315255173947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/slight-obsession.html' title='A Slight Obsession'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S_smW4O0gGI/AAAAAAAAANY/01Viy__j0pg/s72-c/P5240054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-5106673433221669892</id><published>2010-05-23T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:43:01.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness Caused by Stress</title><content type='html'>The extent that I take stress to in my life is unhealthy. I can make my stomach just hurt, cause acne, or loss appetite and the list just goes on. Well I think this week I gave myself a wonderful cold and it is a bad one. My nose is completely raw and I don't think it has ever looked this beautiful, all chapped, red, and peeling and all:) haha. Well I guess this isn't a whining blog its just a blog to encourage the stop of stress in our lives. Worrying and getting worked up doesn't change anything and I try to tell myself that. It isn't healthy to worry constantly. So Im going to start trying even harder and have a constant effort towards not stressing and just do my best. Cause doing our best is all we can do in the end, and all that worrying doesn't make any of it better. So don't worry, be happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-5106673433221669892?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5106673433221669892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=5106673433221669892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/5106673433221669892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/5106673433221669892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/sickness-caused-by-stress.html' title='Sickness Caused by Stress'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-1545597087203777385</id><published>2010-05-19T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:04:09.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassment</title><content type='html'>So embarrassing experiences happen to everyone but it still doesn't help knowing that when you are in the moment. So this last Friday as I was walking to class on a beautiful sunny day in my dress I saw a boy that looked crazy familiar. So I was looking at him trying to figure out where I knew him from when all of sudden I was laying face first in a bunch of bushes. I had completely walked off the side walk and into the bushes. These bushes probably went up to about the middle of my thighs and I straight up fell on top of and into them. To make matters worse besides the fact that I was wearing a dress my side bag was stuck on something so I could not get all the way up. So there I was laying on top of bushes in my dress in between classes in front of tons of people flailing my legs about for everyone to see stuck. After what felt like an eternity a chuckling boy came and helped me out. He was very nice but I was so embarrassed it almost killed me. I briefly thought about acting like I was mentally handicapped or something to make the situation better, but instead I practically ran off without saying a word. It is funny now but at the moment it is one of the most embarrassing things that has ever happened to me. So the moral story is don't ever look at boys... ever! LOL. Oh and that dresses and side bags are evil. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-1545597087203777385?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1545597087203777385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=1545597087203777385' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1545597087203777385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1545597087203777385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/embarrassment.html' title='Embarrassment'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-7576015796631274669</id><published>2010-05-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:19:10.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays Highlights</title><content type='html'>So I went to go visit Ross and Jana and the kids today which is always fun but I thought that I would mention some of the highlights from this visit cause these are things I don't want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;-playing pirates with Parker, Lilly, Kinsley, and Ross (Parker informed me that pirates use bows and arrows cause that was my weapon he assigned)&lt;br /&gt;-having Lilly thank Heavenly Father for me in her prayers&lt;br /&gt;-watching Kinsley walk...it is seriously the cutest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;-just talking with Ross and Jana. I don't know what I would do without them&lt;br /&gt;-learning the tyrannosaurus rex's teeth are the size of bananas(thanks to Parker)&lt;br /&gt;-reading books with Lilly and Parker. They really do love books&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-7576015796631274669?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7576015796631274669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=7576015796631274669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7576015796631274669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7576015796631274669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/todays-highlights.html' title='Todays Highlights'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-2765877190064944766</id><published>2010-05-10T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:05:48.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Enjoying Life</title><content type='html'>So tonight I was reading President Hinckley's talk You Can Be Forgiven and it was amazing. Whenever I think about or read President Hinckleys words I just instantly feel hope and peace. It is amazing how strong the spirit comes across in his words. It just always reminds me of how truly forgiving, loving, and amazing our savior is. So I guess I just wanted to quote some of my favorite parts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We believe in being true. How very important it is to be true to ourselves. Each of us has a thing we call conscience. We know the difference between right and wrong. We do not have to be instructed concerning what is good and what is evil. I think we know that. We know when we have done the wrong thing, and we suffer pangs of conscience. We know when we have done the right thing, and we experience a sense of happiness. To be true to ourselves means being an example of righteous living in all situations and circumstances."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not let pride stand in your way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I leave my blessing upon you. Please know that we do love you. Please know that we have confidence in you. Live the gospel, be true to the faith, cling to the Church, honor your parents, love the Lord, and walk as a child of God." ( I love this one cause it just seems sincere, and he just wants us to be good and he knows that we can do it, we just have to make the commitment)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-2765877190064944766?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2765877190064944766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=2765877190064944766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2765877190064944766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2765877190064944766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-enjoying-life.html' title='To Enjoying Life'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-188465949571541790</id><published>2010-05-06T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:45:10.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Change....</title><content type='html'>So if anyone knows me I don't deal with change very well. Well, at least not when big things change. I like to know whats going to happen, how it is going to happen, and just be in control. But I decided to make a big life change. First of all I decided two days before winter semester was over that I wasn't going home after all. This was a huge decision in itself for me. Second, I decided that I was going to move somewhere completely different, by myself, and meet new people. I have lived in La Jolla for two years and I was comfortable there, but I knew that it was time for a change. So here I am 3 weeks into summer semester and loving it. I love my new apartment, my new roommates are great, and my ward seems good. It may not seem like a big deal but I this has all been a huge relief to me. So here is to change.... bring it on!!!(this last statement is more for effect then anything, I don't really need anymore change right now...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfNyKGZwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wsWeLCMwlhQ/s1600/P5060004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfNyKGZwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wsWeLCMwlhQ/s320/P5060004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468600537941698306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bathroom that I only share with 1 other girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfH2_gByI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jA_X3t6m70o/s1600/P5060003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfH2_gByI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jA_X3t6m70o/s320/P5060003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468600436160202530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very own closet.... awwwwmazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfBUUS0oI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/z5F9vxwH8gw/s1600/P5060001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfBUUS0oI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/z5F9vxwH8gw/s320/P5060001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468600323772961410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-188465949571541790?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/188465949571541790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=188465949571541790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/188465949571541790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/188465949571541790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-change.html' title='Hello Change....'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-RfNyKGZwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wsWeLCMwlhQ/s72-c/P5060004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-2032232903341100455</id><published>2010-05-06T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:13:05.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE MOM DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>So just in case anyone was wondering.... I have the worlds best mom. Truly she is amazing. I have never met anyone so sincere in my life. She is always patient, kind, mild, and just loving. I can honestly say that I have never heard my mom yell or really get horribly mad. She takes one day at a time and enjoys life. She is my ultimate role model and I hope someday to be as good as she is. She listens to me rant about all of my ridiculous problems, that are so small that they really don't matter. She gives me advice when I need it. She will listen to me cry, sympathize with me, or tell me to man up when I need to. Pretty much what it boils down to is that my Mom is absolutely amazing and I love her more than anything in this world. I would do anything for her just like she would do anything for me. She is the reason that I am as good of a person as I am today. So I guess what I'm trying to say through all of this sappy mumbo jumbo is that I love you Mom!!! Happy Mothers Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-OslWme5RI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LAa3e6vKhFM/s1600/SDC11817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-OslWme5RI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LAa3e6vKhFM/s320/SDC11817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468404130280039698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-2032232903341100455?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2032232903341100455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=2032232903341100455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2032232903341100455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2032232903341100455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-mom-day.html' title='LOVE MOM DAY!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S-OslWme5RI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LAa3e6vKhFM/s72-c/SDC11817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-953341936806166256</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T09:38:59.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Food Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>So this last weekend I went to go visit Janet down in Provo. We just hung out and had girl time Friday night but on Saturday we were on a mission. We were going to Salt Lake City to go tot Les Madeleines and Hatch Chocolates. I first heard of Les Madeleines when watching the Food Networks "The Best Thing I Ever Ate". So, I finally decided to go and get there specialty Kouing-Aman. It is a buttery, caramelized, crunchy outside, gooey inside and delicious pastry that forever changed mine and Janet's lives. Kouing-Amans are so popular that they have a limit of 6 in a 72 hour period, and they are only made in 6 bakery's in the US. Mine and Janet's whole conversation for the next hour was about how insanely good this pastry was. I  was expecting it to be good, but I kid you not it was one of the best 5 things that I have ever eaten in my life and probably ever will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S976mbuNrrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yaxWMWIitH4/s1600/SDC11800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S976mbuNrrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yaxWMWIitH4/s320/SDC11800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467082535857925810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S976wFwRpWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pLxkEaexVxI/s1600/SDC11801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S976wFwRpWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pLxkEaexVxI/s320/SDC11801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467082701759685986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to Hatch Chocolates or as known by TLC "The Chocolatiers". I was excited cause I wanted to meet or atleast see the owners. When we walked in they were not in sight but just as me and Janet were leaving with our chocolate they came out. Oh it was so exciting. Me and Janet told them that we loved there show and left. I should have got a picture but oh well. There chocolate was really good but just not quite as exciting as our Kouing-Aman pastry life changing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S9765dPnhqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IjHnbUO1lek/s1600/SDC11803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S9765dPnhqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IjHnbUO1lek/s320/SDC11803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467082862683981474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is not the end of the food extravaganza. So Saturday night my friend Gary took me out to dinner. We both share a love of good food. So he took me to Ruth's Diner which has been on Food Networks "Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives". It is up in the bottom of the mountains in SLC. Totally hidden and in such a random place. So we went, he had been before and it was amazing. They started us out with a lemon chicken wild rice soup which was just too ridiculous and amazing rolls. Then I got a seafood linguine. I know it sounds weird but it was amazing. It was packed with halibut, salmon, shrimp and clams. Omgoodnes I could not stop eating. It was the cutest little place too, just the best atmosphere. The diner was 80's year old and there was a napkin signed by Betty Crocker on the wall just praising the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S977CEhMU2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/k384r-t11J4/s1600/P1060901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S977CEhMU2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/k384r-t11J4/s320/P1060901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467083010665632610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not only was this weekend fun cause I got to spend time with Janet, but it was full of amazing food. So next time anyone goes to SLC I would say that you have to go to Les Madeleines and Ruth's Diner, they were both truly amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-953341936806166256?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/953341936806166256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=953341936806166256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/953341936806166256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/953341936806166256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/food-extravaganza.html' title='The Food Extravaganza'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S976mbuNrrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yaxWMWIitH4/s72-c/SDC11800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-7142605813685562283</id><published>2010-04-15T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:19:49.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such A Good Day</title><content type='html'>Today was absolutely AMAZING!!! First of all, I know that you all think that you have the best mom in the world, but your wrong cause I already do:) So me and my mom planned last week to go to Seattle to have a day and do some shopping. I have been really excited, but today was the day where all the excitment amounted to something. We got up fairly early and left for Seattle and started out are day with IKEA. I just love IKEA! I just got a few bowls and plates, but IKEA is just so much fun to walk around and look at everything. Then we headed to Ulta which is every girls paradise. I got some hair product, makeup, and nail polish. Next was the mall which is beyond huge but it was so much fun with Delias, Forever 21, and H&amp;M. I love shopping. Lastly we stopped at the outlet malls on the way back where mom had a bunch of success at Gap and Van Heusen. All in all the shopping was fun but it was the time with my mom. She is just so giving and loving and she would do anything for me. I am really excited to be staying in Rexburg this summer(well besides the whole going to school thing) but I am really sad that I am not going to be able to see my mom as much as I usually do. My mom is one of my best friends and she just makes everything better. She puts up with me and I just love her so much!!! Love you mom:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-7142605813685562283?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7142605813685562283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=7142605813685562283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7142605813685562283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7142605813685562283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/04/such-good-day.html' title='Such A Good Day'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3859690595841709220</id><published>2010-04-14T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:07:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Sentimental</title><content type='html'>It's time for me to be a little sentimental and cheesy. Over the past month and half or two months I have started to fully realize the potential of life. It is no secret to anyone that the past almost 3 years of my life have not been exactly peachy. I have lost myself in all the health problems, putting off school, and constantly not feeling good. I use to be so much more full of life and I don't sparkle like I use too. But over the past two months I have really started to let myself live again and I am realizing that I am ready to get back out there. I am ready to not be afraid of everything. I want to have my dreams back and be pursuing them. I know that it is going to be a gradual process but I am ready to start trying full throatul. I want to be the person that I can be. We all have so much potential if we just try to find it. So this post is about letting ourselves live our lives again. I am taking my life back into my hands and I am going to love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-3859690595841709220?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3859690595841709220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3859690595841709220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3859690595841709220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3859690595841709220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-sentimental.html' title='A Little Sentimental'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-4761004864355818063</id><published>2010-04-11T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:34:06.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE WINTER!!!!</title><content type='html'>This should really be titled goodbye winter semester.... cause winter is not gone in Rexburg quiet yet. This semester has been amazing, its sad how fast it went by. But it is okay cause I get to stay in Rexburg and continue going to school this spring. I'm really not excited about the school part but I will take the bad with the good. So here are my top 5 experiences/trips/things of the semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5-My roommates--- I love you guys!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-My Theories Sociology class&lt;br /&gt;3-The new friends I made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-Sunday visists to Ross and Janas house&lt;br /&gt;1- Going to visit Trina in Corona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here are just a bunch of pictures from the semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459026448038991538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JboZ7TlrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VZ6nPVy-Egs/s320/23584_1313837084327_1182660199_30793148_5015127_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JbGpfuHII/AAAAAAAAAHU/x9D2u1IygkQ/s1600/19380_1267704731047_1182660199_30701861_8122577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459025868102704258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JbGpfuHII/AAAAAAAAAHU/x9D2u1IygkQ/s320/19380_1267704731047_1182660199_30701861_8122577_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459026610628428818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8Jbx3nphBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/O3MFhnjDotM/s320/julia+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459026200245524866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JbZ-0vWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/rFbHb7lKSDE/s320/P4080023%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459026350734514946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JbivcHGwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iPEJM04eqXY/s320/23584_1313554317258_1182660199_30792579_4770376_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-4761004864355818063?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4761004864355818063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=4761004864355818063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4761004864355818063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4761004864355818063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-winter.html' title='GOODBYE WINTER!!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JboZ7TlrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VZ6nPVy-Egs/s72-c/23584_1313837084327_1182660199_30793148_5015127_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3778486045657833365</id><published>2010-04-11T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:46:40.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN LOVE!!!!</title><content type='html'>So this last week I went to TJ Max with my neighbor, Melanie. I wasn't really expecting to find anything that I liked until I found the most amazing and cute jewlery holder/organizer ever! It holds my necklaces, bracelets, rings, and earrings. It was love at first sight.... I am a firm believer in love at first sight now! Ugh I know it so ridiculous but it makes me so happy every time I look at it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459024078490197058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JZeeq2XEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QPDqh97CuH0/s320/P4070018%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459024182026338562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JZkgXygQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/94y2GN7f0Qk/s320/P4070019%5B1%5D.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/7536183379189001241-3778486045657833365?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3778486045657833365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3778486045657833365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3778486045657833365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3778486045657833365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-love.html' title='IN LOVE!!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S8JZeeq2XEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QPDqh97CuH0/s72-c/P4070018%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3747684054167836339</id><published>2010-02-08T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:26:22.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOMENSS!!!!</title><content type='html'>So this semester I just absolutely love and adore my roommates. I knew all of them prior to this semester but Krysta decided to join our apartment and I have never been so excited about a new roommate. She is so much fun and I just love her!!! It is just a great semester and I love it. Here are some pictures of us before we went laser tagging (we wore black so we would be harder to see but we still lost horribly). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436093031489925026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S3Dhz3vu76I/AAAAAAAAAG0/l3td6vhqALU/s320/julia+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436095167941143090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S3DjwOpZajI/AAAAAAAAAG8/AWuW1fX3sM0/s320/julia+004.JPG" border="0" /&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/7536183379189001241-3747684054167836339?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3747684054167836339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3747684054167836339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3747684054167836339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3747684054167836339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesomenss.html' title='AWESOMENSS!!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S3Dhz3vu76I/AAAAAAAAAG0/l3td6vhqALU/s72-c/julia+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-6637903339161719937</id><published>2010-01-25T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:24:14.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S15gBW8UyGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Bs2J5F0ENps/s1600-h/Janet+and+Me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430883777110132834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S15gBW8UyGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Bs2J5F0ENps/s320/Janet+and+Me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is totally and completely cheesy but I jus love Janet. I probably fight with Janet the most out of all of my sisters, but I have some of the best times with her too. She is just an amazing person and this is going to be the last semester that I can visit her while she is at school because she is graduating while I will still have a year left. We have so much fun together and even though she can make me more mad than anyone I know she is also one of the first people that I call when I am having a horrible day or just need to talk to someone. She is always willing to listen to me and she can be honest without being mean about it. Its just fun being one of the two unmarried daughters with her. I love it when she is around(even though that means I have to share Mom). I just love her and she is such a great example to me in so many ways, ways that she doesn't even realize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-6637903339161719937?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6637903339161719937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=6637903339161719937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6637903339161719937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6637903339161719937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/01/janet.html' title='Janet'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S15gBW8UyGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Bs2J5F0ENps/s72-c/Janet+and+Me2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-4131605928444880051</id><published>2010-01-24T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:12:22.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1zhg3Cto4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/uyFTWEN2q_8/s1600-h/dieter_f_uchtdorf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430463205349368706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1zhg3Cto4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/uyFTWEN2q_8/s320/dieter_f_uchtdorf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the best lesson in Relief Society today. My neigbor and awesome friend, Melanie, did the lesson based on President Dieter F. Uchtdorf's talk from this last Conference &lt;em&gt;The Love of God&lt;/em&gt;. What an amazing talk. Melanie talked about how in everyones life at some point we might doubt that anyone is listening, that anyone understands, or that anyone cares, but if we just pray and ask we will know that there is always someone who is listening that understands and cares. We need to love God for our sake not his, President Uchtdorf says, "For what we love determines what we seek. What we seek determines what we think and do. What we think and do determines who we are—and who we will become." Uchtdorf also talks about how we were made in the image of our Heavenly Father meaning that we have "vast capacity for love" just like him. What and how we love defines us as individuals and disciples of Christ. Love for God, Jesus, fellowmen, this gospel, and ourselves is vital to our pursuit of happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-4131605928444880051?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4131605928444880051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=4131605928444880051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4131605928444880051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4131605928444880051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-of-god.html' title='The Love of God'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1zhg3Cto4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/uyFTWEN2q_8/s72-c/dieter_f_uchtdorf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-2947863405797499931</id><published>2010-01-18T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:42:11.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keri Lynn Pratt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1UNNb5bKmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NoBTPsRKMvQ/s1600-h/kerilynnpratt_wbtca05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428259450343074402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1UNNb5bKmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NoBTPsRKMvQ/s320/kerilynnpratt_wbtca05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While standing in line at Disneyland for the Buzz Lightyear ride a women caught my attention. I knew that I recognized her from a Law &amp;amp; Order episode or something so I said something to Janet. So she started looking at her and finally we placed her. She was in the movie "You Drive Me Crazy" with Melissa Joan Hart. I couldn't remember her characters name and me and Janet were just standing in line staring at her and then Janet heard her voice and was sure it was her. So after a few minutes I built up the nerve to ask her if it was her.... and it was. She was nice about it... not necessarily overly friendly but nice. It made me feel a little bit special and more important. So when I got home I researched her. She was Dee Vine in "You Drive Me Crazy", "Americas Sweethearts", "Cruel Intentions 2", "Fat Albert", and she has also been in "House", "Bones", "Law &amp;amp; Order", or "Veronica Mars". &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/7536183379189001241-2947863405797499931?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2947863405797499931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=2947863405797499931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2947863405797499931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2947863405797499931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/01/keri-lynn-pratt.html' title='Keri Lynn Pratt'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1UNNb5bKmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NoBTPsRKMvQ/s72-c/kerilynnpratt_wbtca05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-8052704830320847925</id><published>2010-01-18T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:45:15.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Three Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428210063244688434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1TgSunmfDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j_sAEGY2djI/s320/SDC11544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is officially going to be a fantastic year. I have great roommates. I love my classes and I officially just had the best weekend ever!!! This last weekend Janet and I drove down to Corona to see Trina, Trent, Talia, Tucker, and Tate. It was about a nine hour drive and we got to Trinas around 10 on Thursday night. We started off Friday with a movie. Janet, Trina, and I went to see Leap Year and it was a total chick flick but I loved it. It was just a cute, fun loving, feel good movie. After the movie we picked Talia and Tucker up from school and headed to Newport Beach. When we got to the beach it was about 70 degrees and somewhat sunny, so me, Janet and the kids got in till about our waists but then it got a little to cold so we played volleyball and built a sand castle. After being wind blown and covered with sand we headed out to meet Trent at his office and go to dinner at Sweet Tomatoes. It was fun to see where Trent worked and the food at Sweet Tomatoes is always good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428209105315982898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1Tfa-DmbjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YuspwbB7jww/s320/SDC11583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Saturday everyone went to the Happiest Place on Earth.... yes Disney Land. I have not been to Disney Land in 10 years so I was really excited. We got to the park around 8:30 before the crowds were bad. We actually chose a great day to go though because we didn't have a line longer than 35 minutes, but most the lines werent longer than 15 or 20 minutes. We started off the day with the Indiana Jones ride which was as much fun as I remembered. We also went on Splash Mountain, Pirates of the Caribean, Matterhorn, Space Mountain and etc. After spending all of the morning and part of the afternoon we headed over to California Adventure. Trina and Talia convinced me and Janet to go on Tower of Terror. Janet and I were terrified but it was suprisingly fun. Then we went on the the rollercoaster California Screamin, it was really fun. It was a fun filled day, but completely exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428208733457529586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1TfFUxouvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sv-WkyYEyxs/s320/SDC11602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Sunday we went to Stake Conference with Trina. We went home played some rock band and Whoonu. Then we had some homemade spudnuts. Sadly then it was time to head back to cold Provo. We left California around 6:30 Utah time and arrived at Janets around 3:00. It was late but nice to not have to waist a day in the car. It was just an amazing weekend and thank you Trina for everything!!!!! &lt;/div&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;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/7536183379189001241-8052704830320847925?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8052704830320847925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=8052704830320847925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/8052704830320847925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/8052704830320847925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/01/presidents-day-weekend.html' title='The First Three Day Weekend'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/S1TgSunmfDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j_sAEGY2djI/s72-c/SDC11544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-155579289864264121</id><published>2010-01-12T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:47:13.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOALS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Goals For the Year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little bit late but better than none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Find joy in the little things- there is something I can look forward to everyday and I need to remember that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Run 700 miles- I'm copying Janet on this one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Get a 4.0 this semester- I know I can do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Be a better blogger- 3 blogs per month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I might add some more but for now this is good.... they say writing down goals is the first step towards success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-155579289864264121?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/155579289864264121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=155579289864264121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/155579289864264121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/155579289864264121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2010/01/goals.html' title='GOALS!!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-7743273542094784594</id><published>2009-11-08T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:46:46.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHANIE AND JANET!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Stephanie's birthday and today is Janet's so I decided to dedicate a blog to them. Having so many sisters is such a blessing(I love you to Ross).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all Stephanie, I just love Stephanie and here is why:&lt;br /&gt;-she can't help but talk with her hands&lt;br /&gt;-she loves food just as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;-she is always willing to help and talk to you&lt;br /&gt;-she is giving me another nephew&lt;br /&gt;-she has gigantic heart&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Stephanie and I hope that you had a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is Janet's turn:&lt;br /&gt;-she has the best facial expressions&lt;br /&gt;-she lets me come visit her on weekends&lt;br /&gt;-she loves ice cream as much as i do&lt;br /&gt;-she will always listen to me&lt;br /&gt;-the fact that she is hilarious w/out even trying&lt;br /&gt;I love you Janet and I wish I could have come visit you and I am so excited that you are coming home for Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-7743273542094784594?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7743273542094784594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=7743273542094784594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7743273542094784594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/7743273542094784594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-stephanie-and-janet.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHANIE AND JANET!!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3327090026365026550</id><published>2009-11-07T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:14:43.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocktails!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYMQDmFUOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/57T_KXJJh1k/s1600-h/13347_503246301282_306100080_51445_3161911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYMQDmFUOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/57T_KXJJh1k/s320/13347_503246301282_306100080_51445_3161911_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401518273059967202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Sunday I turned 21 but I was in Utah for the weekend so nothing big really happened. So last night me, my roommates, and my neighbors decided to get all dressed up and go out for drinks. It was so much fun getting all dressed up and doing are hair and makeup. I have great roommates and neighbors. I am just so blessed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYNVfdEEWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NC62pGv0y5E/s1600-h/13347_503246545792_306100080_51487_1073515_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYNVfdEEWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NC62pGv0y5E/s320/13347_503246545792_306100080_51487_1073515_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401519465949303138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYM4PiCOtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mctKcUU_rO8/s1600-h/13347_503246391102_306100080_51463_2120958_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYM4PiCOtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mctKcUU_rO8/s320/13347_503246391102_306100080_51463_2120958_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401518963458980562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYMg8eZjdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/R-6ikWcAvyw/s1600-h/13347_503246406072_306100080_51466_1916181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYMg8eZjdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/R-6ikWcAvyw/s320/13347_503246406072_306100080_51466_1916181_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401518563206467026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-3327090026365026550?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3327090026365026550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3327090026365026550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3327090026365026550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3327090026365026550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/mocktails.html' title='Mocktails!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYMQDmFUOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/57T_KXJJh1k/s72-c/13347_503246301282_306100080_51445_3161911_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-1505108160375960555</id><published>2009-11-07T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:05:55.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast for Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYFGruoYaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f4Et_OIEUMU/s1600-h/15856_200916085860_715165860_4373998_5248461_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYFGruoYaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f4Et_OIEUMU/s320/15856_200916085860_715165860_4373998_5248461_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401510415453151650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday when I got back from classes around noon, my neighbor, two of my roommates, and I decided to finally eat our breakfast for the day. It was so much fun and delicious. My neighbor, Melanie who I absolutley love, made chocolate chip waffles. Then me, Julia, and Britt made eggs and bacon. It was so much fun. I just love my roommates and neighbors. It makes life so much more fun and I just l&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYFdfklCGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4r4yC3-fGPY/s1600-h/15856_200916095860_715165860_4374000_1876994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYFdfklCGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4r4yC3-fGPY/s320/15856_200916095860_715165860_4374000_1876994_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401510807326754914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ove school!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYKkq_U8NI/AAAAAAAAAFU/uJUoZKTXgk0/s1600-h/15856_200916110860_715165860_4374002_6386250_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYKkq_U8NI/AAAAAAAAAFU/uJUoZKTXgk0/s320/15856_200916110860_715165860_4374002_6386250_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516428208959698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-1505108160375960555?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1505108160375960555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=1505108160375960555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1505108160375960555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1505108160375960555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-for-lunch.html' title='Breakfast for Lunch'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SvYFGruoYaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f4Et_OIEUMU/s72-c/15856_200916085860_715165860_4373998_5248461_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-1241200718446104044</id><published>2009-10-27T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:18:57.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for FHE this last Monday we had a ward Halloween Party. Each FHE group had a theme to dress up as. My FHE group chose holiday and we decided to dress up as CHRISTMAS. I love Christmas so much and it was so much fun. Our costumes were so good that we won the costume contest at the ward party. We had the best costumes. I was the star and we had a present, elf, christmas tree, fireplace, angel, Cindy Lou Who, and Reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SudwmLnj1jI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6E0i2X6VnJg/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397406479682885170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SudwmLnj1jI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6E0i2X6VnJg/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405088428134018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SudvVMylDoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zlYPPDba50I/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SudwFd0t-JI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_MNRbQ-NUY0/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405917634230418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SudwFd0t-JI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_MNRbQ-NUY0/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/7536183379189001241-1241200718446104044?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1241200718446104044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=1241200718446104044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1241200718446104044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1241200718446104044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/10/christmas-in-october.html' title='Christmas in October'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SudwmLnj1jI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6E0i2X6VnJg/s72-c/Fall+Semester+2009+335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-2667405081685065903</id><published>2009-10-25T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:01:41.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER GREAT WEEKEND!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SuVJCYGFjtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xtu7SPdJkgk/s1600-h/9425_698965196159_17813361_38995890_3591210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396800033649954514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SuVJCYGFjtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xtu7SPdJkgk/s320/9425_698965196159_17813361_38995890_3591210_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this weekend I went down to Provo to visit Janet... and it was so much fun!!! I left Friday after classes and got there late that afternoon. That night Janets roommate, Jessica, had a birthday/halloween party. Janet dressed up as a girl version of "Where is Waldo", but it was so cute. Then on Saturday we met up with Ross, Jana and the kids for lunch and it was just so much that we went to the Drapers for the BYU football game(UGH) and dinner. It was so much fun getting to see Parker, Lilly, and Kinsley. Then Saturday night I was supposed to go to work with Janet to keep her company, but I failed miserably at that. Within ten minutes of getting to Janet's work I was dead asleep and then she woke me up when it was time to go home. I felt kind of bad but I couldn't help it, I was just exhausted. It was a great weekend and I just love being able to see and spend time with family! Family really is the best and I am truly blessed to be part of such an amazing family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396800093664824066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SuVJF3qvywI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IgZaoF1l6Tc/s320/9425_698965231089_17813361_38995897_3584768_n.jpg" border="0" /&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/7536183379189001241-2667405081685065903?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2667405081685065903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=2667405081685065903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2667405081685065903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/2667405081685065903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-great-weekend.html' title='ANOTHER GREAT WEEKEND!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SuVJCYGFjtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xtu7SPdJkgk/s72-c/9425_698965196159_17813361_38995890_3591210_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3794409311439675532</id><published>2009-10-18T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:33:46.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTRAVAGANZA</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was just about one of the most amazing. Hillary(my roommates sister) came to visit. It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SturAoodbyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CfUeEA3PiFw/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093006101770018" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SturAoodbyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CfUeEA3PiFw/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394088448316290562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stum3VjuNgI/AAAAAAAAADU/Q9Mc0Gbfhb0/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing we did when Hillary got to Rexburg, on Friday, was walk around main street. Main street is so much fun when its not cold. We went to the COCOA BEAN, Porters, and took a bunch of pictures. Hillary is just an amazing person and so much fun. The COCOA BEAN (I right it in all caps because it deserves it) was delicious. We went and got supplies to make masks at Porters, only the best craft store ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091038183419890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/StupOFkKb_I/AAAAAAAAADc/rXhTH6mBduw/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stup2ZMegtI/AAAAAAAAADk/3oJHaY4NM1c/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091730647548626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stup2ZMegtI/AAAAAAAAADk/3oJHaY4NM1c/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the fun didnt stop there. Friday night we made stuffed mushrooms and chocolate covered strawberries and pretzels. They were delcious. I had never made stuffed mushrooms before, but my roommate Julia showed me how and they were so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Saturday we decided to carve theses massive pumpkins that we got at Albertsons(which is a story in its self). So at Albertson&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stuqf6zRXyI/AAAAAAAAADs/IdwhHPo7I-w/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394092444043271970" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stuqf6zRXyI/AAAAAAAAADs/IdwhHPo7I-w/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s they just have all these pumpkins lined up and of course we wanted the ones on the bottom. So at first it was fine and we were moving the pumpkins, then all of sudden there was an avalanche. My roommate Gracie was trying to block them with the cart but it didn't work very well. It took us a while but we finally each got the pumpkin we wanted. &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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't have pictures from Saturday night... but I went ice blocking for the first time:) I wasn't very good at first but by the end I was going down the hill fast. So I told my friend, Garret, to stop me before I hit the cement. It worked out well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly. Julia, Lauren, Hillary, and I all went and took pictures in the Gardens. It is totaly cliche, but so fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SturrQytxaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CSqgIwrRBUA/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093738436707746" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SturrQytxaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CSqgIwrRBUA/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stusqk1UIPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sTzQc6HGI-c/s1600-h/Fall+Semester+2009+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094826148077810" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Stusqk1UIPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sTzQc6HGI-c/s320/Fall+Semester+2009+272.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;div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an amazing weekend and I loved it. I am just so grateful for my friends, roommates, and family and all that I have. Life is just good:)&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/7536183379189001241-3794409311439675532?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3794409311439675532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3794409311439675532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3794409311439675532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3794409311439675532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/10/extravaganza.html' title='EXTRAVAGANZA'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SturAoodbyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CfUeEA3PiFw/s72-c/Fall+Semester+2009+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-1236756627684001549</id><published>2009-10-14T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:50:13.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG OVER DUE</title><content type='html'>It has been to long since I have updated my blog. I always think that I will wait for something exciting to happen but I decided that I should look at everything in my life as exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my 4th semester at BYUI about 6 weeks ago and the semester is already almost halfway over. It is insane. It has been a good semester so far but it has been hard too. It is always an adjustment for me for the first couple of weeks, but I am feeling pretty good now. I have an amazing bunch of roommates though, and I am so grateful for them. I am also so excited for Ross and Jana to move to Idaho Falls so I can have family close to me. Plus I think this will make my mom come and visit. I have an amazing ward and am so blessed and grateful for all that I have. I have an amazing family and who could ask for anything more. Life is good and we just all need a little reminder sometime:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-1236756627684001549?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1236756627684001549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=1236756627684001549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1236756627684001549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/1236756627684001549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-over-due.html' title='LONG OVER DUE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-6496781759001787224</id><published>2009-04-17T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:48:15.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Observed Drug Test!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SekxETcqlWI/AAAAAAAAACw/Gk2vepMuhgE/s1600-h/toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SekxETcqlWI/AAAAAAAAACw/Gk2vepMuhgE/s320/toilet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325841984352064866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this last Thursday( the 9th)  I went in to go do my drug test so I can start working for Yokes again. Well I did my thing and peed in the little cup for the lady and I was suppose to start work that next Wednesday(the 15th) but I was on my way to work when my manager called me and said that I drank to much water so the test didn't work and I was going to have to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went into Yokes and got my paper work and went to the lab to do it the second time. My manager told me that it was going to be observed but I didn't really think about what that meant until I went in to do my thing. So I get to the lab and I actually have to go so I was all excited because it was not going to take long, but when we get into the back room I became a little shy. When I got to the bathroom the nurse told me that she was going to have to watch me do it. It is just standard procedure for the second time she said. Well I suddenly did not have to go. As if peeing on demand is not hard enough, adding peeing in front of a complete stranger is nearly impossible. So I tried for a few minutes but it wasn't going to work. So she sent me out to lobby to drink some hot apple cider, because she said hot liquids go through you faster. So another 45 minutes later I thought I really had to go again, but same thing happened I just couldn't do it in front of her. I was once again sent to the lobby and this time she told me I had to wait an hour. So about 5 cups of hot apple cider later and hour of waiting I went to the back and finally had success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part about the whole story is that I barely went when I was with the nurse, but as soon as I left the lab I have never had to pee so bad. I had to run to the bathroom and suddenly all the hot apple cider came rushing out. So I guess my advice is that if you ever have to get a drug test make sure your pee is good the first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-6496781759001787224?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6496781759001787224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=6496781759001787224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6496781759001787224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6496781759001787224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/04/observed-drug-test.html' title='The Observed Drug Test!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SekxETcqlWI/AAAAAAAAACw/Gk2vepMuhgE/s72-c/toilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-6845869757705672199</id><published>2009-04-17T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:50:52.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to an End!</title><content type='html'>So I just finished my third semester at Brigham Young University Idaho this last Thursday and I am so excited. I went and did it and passed all my classes with good grades. This last semester was just so amazing, and it really couldn't have been better. I had awesome roommates, a good ward, and so so so so much fun! So I thought that I would do my top five memories from this last semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sekr-GZrjxI/AAAAAAAAACI/XlnjnzY3QnQ/s1600-h/Nancy%26Lauren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sekr-GZrjxI/AAAAAAAAACI/XlnjnzY3QnQ/s320/Nancy%26Lauren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325836380212530962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#5- Eating at the COCOA BEAN. If anyone ever goes to Rexburg you have to go there it is amazing. They are the best cupcakes I have ever had( Lucious Lemon Blueberry or Smore would be me suggestions). There drinks are amazing too. They grind the cocoa beans right in front of you. Oh it is so good! I went too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4-My English class. It was actually American Literature- I really thought that I was going to hate it because we had to do so much reading, but I don't think that I have ever learned so much in a class. My teacher was amazing and I grew so much! It really changed the way I view things and helped me to learn to enjoy reading more.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sekt5O0OucI/AAAAAAAAACo/2hwpvw36D7Y/s1600-h/Bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sekt5O0OucI/AAAAAAAAACo/2hwpvw36D7Y/s320/Bored.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325838495595280834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3- Would have to be eating in the temple cafeteria. I mean it was amazing doing baptisms for the dead, but it was so cool to eat in the temple and the food was oh so good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2- Going to General Conference with some of my best friends. It was absolutely amazing and it is something that I will never ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 My roommates and neighbors from apartment 309 would definitely have to be my number 1. I had so much fun with Julia and Lauren it was ridiculous. We were laughing constantly. My neighbors were a riot too. I loved getting to know all of them especially Danielle and Erica they were just absolutely amazing and such good examples. It is amazing how much&lt;br /&gt;more fun a semester can be when you have great roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SektHvjw3oI/AAAAAAAAACg/1EwqEpcHu2Q/s1600-h/IceSkating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SektHvjw3oI/AAAAAAAAACg/1EwqEpcHu2Q/s320/IceSkating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325837645391126146" 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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-6845869757705672199?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6845869757705672199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=6845869757705672199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6845869757705672199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/6845869757705672199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/04/coming-to-end.html' title='Coming to an End!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sekr-GZrjxI/AAAAAAAAACI/XlnjnzY3QnQ/s72-c/Nancy%26Lauren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-658447308560369100</id><published>2009-03-27T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:46:25.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going To The Temple!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sc3HAIt_9TI/AAAAAAAAABw/a097yaqO4zk/s1600-h/Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318125540148770098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sc3HAIt_9TI/AAAAAAAAABw/a097yaqO4zk/s320/Temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I went to the temple with two of my roommates and four of my good friends!And it was so much fun! We went to the Idaho Falls Temple because there were three of us that had never eaten at a temple cafeteria and the Idaho Falls Temple has a cafeteria so we decided to go. First we went to go to baptisms for the dead which was amazing as usual, but especially because my friend Robert was the one baptizing us. It was really amazing though because my friend Danielle had family names for the first time, and she even found them herself. She just really is inspiring me constantly. But the cafeteria was such an amazing and fun experience. The food was way good and I have never had such good and kind service. It was just a really good start to my last weekend in Rexburg because we are going to Utah for conference weekend. YAY!!!! Only 12 days till the last day of school!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sc3HIOB2RmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0VK2fYMjcbs/s1600-h/templeshadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318125679013152354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sc3HIOB2RmI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0VK2fYMjcbs/s320/templeshadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-658447308560369100?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/658447308560369100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=658447308560369100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/658447308560369100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/658447308560369100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-to-temple.html' title='Going To The Temple!!!!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sc3HAIt_9TI/AAAAAAAAABw/a097yaqO4zk/s72-c/Temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-4207400831776276957</id><published>2009-03-15T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:36:21.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVING LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sby9-lUU0mI/AAAAAAAAABo/s7QUH9Cs-x0/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313330543257244258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sby9-lUU0mI/AAAAAAAAABo/s7QUH9Cs-x0/s320/hearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to dedicate a blog to my life and how wonderful it is. For the first time in a while I can say that I am probably the happiest I have ever been and that is sad. I should have always loved my life and everything that it has given to me. I love my life and thats all there is to it. I love my family, my life, my friends and even me. Life is way to short to focus on the negatvie so I thought that for a change I would focus on the positive and all that the world holds. I know that this sounds cheesy, but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this great quote "Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can" So thats what I think everyone should do. Just look at life and all that we have and love it and enjoy it while it lasts. It doesn't have be perfect and just the way we planned. Just prepare for the bumps and enjoy the ride, because life is way to short to not love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-4207400831776276957?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4207400831776276957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=4207400831776276957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4207400831776276957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4207400831776276957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/03/loving-life.html' title='LOVING LIFE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/Sby9-lUU0mI/AAAAAAAAABo/s7QUH9Cs-x0/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-4516884202697996858</id><published>2009-01-12T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:35:25.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I just wanted to dedicate a post to Betsy, Dave, Ella, Dad and Mom. The last year and half has been a rough one for me and it is starting to finally look up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to thank Mom and Dad for taking such good care of me and being so concerned. I know that sometimes I got impatient and acted like I didn't want to talk about it but it meant alot to me. Mom you were my one of my bestfriends this last summer and it was much fun being with you, as just you and me. I miss you tons and love ya! I want to thank Dad for making me work through the pain even though it made me mad at the time I really appreciate it now. Dad you always try to make us grow and become better and thats amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to thank Betsy and Dave for letting me live with them for September through December. Betsy it was so much fun and I really feel like I know you so much better than I did. You were so good about listening to me and giving me advice. You tried so hard to cook things that I could eat and you took care of me. I miss you so much and can't wait to see you again! Even though Ella won't understand this I want to tell Ella how much fun I had playing with her, getting ready with her, and babysitting. I miss you so much Ella and I cant wait to see you and give you a hug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290570109866988898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWvhe_nr1WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/l4j9AYsneEc/s320/PICT0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-4516884202697996858?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4516884202697996858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=4516884202697996858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4516884202697996858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/4516884202697996858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/01/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWvhe_nr1WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/l4j9AYsneEc/s72-c/PICT0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-5772991553638420888</id><published>2009-01-12T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:48:53.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY BACK TO SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWuN9SVM75I/AAAAAAAAAAg/OldCRqTJICM/s1600-h/Cheesy+Smiles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290478271309082514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWuN9SVM75I/AAAAAAAAAAg/OldCRqTJICM/s320/Cheesy+Smiles.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my new years resolutions is to have two new blog entries every month so here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just started school again at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;-I and I am loving it! Well the first few days took some adjusting but I am right back on track now! I have three roommates who I already love. YES, only three roommates instead of five. I guess that my apartment complex didn't sell all there contracts so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;there are&lt;/span&gt; empty spaces. It is so great and we have so much more room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So me, two of my roommates, and our friend already went and had a girls night out. We went to Idaho Falls and did a little bit of shopping at the mall. Then we went go-cart racing and it was the most fun and have had in a long time! It was so intense because the go-carts went around 35-40 mph and there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of sharp corners. My roommate Julia crashed so hard that she has seat belt burn on one side of her neck. Don't worry though, she is okay. I was so excited though because I won. Well I won out of the four of us, there were two guys racing too and they beat me:( After that we went to Texas Road Ho&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWuPe9MksLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0Txl2hdIS8s/s1600-h/Ride+It!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290479949262926002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWuPe9MksLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0Txl2hdIS8s/s320/Ride+It!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;use for dinner and it was so good. They have the best rolls with cinnamon butter I have ever tasted! But the best part about Texas Road House is that they have this saddle that you can ride so we all decided to take pictures riding it. It was such a fun night and it made me realize how much I had really missed my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess I should talk about school too. I actually am really enjoying my classes right now except for one, but 4 out of 5 is pretty darn good. I even like all my teachers! I am taking MONEY MANAGEMENT, WESTERN HUMANITIES, PREP FOR ETERNAL MARRIAGE(don't get any ideas), SOCIAL PROBLEMS, and AMERICAN LITERATURE. My favorite has to be Prep for Eternal Marriage because I love my teacher so much. He is so funny but spiritual and he really makes me think. He even has this song that we sing everyday of class and it is the tune of &lt;em&gt;Choose the Right&lt;/em&gt; but he changed the words to "Choose to date, when a date is placed before you..." He made up words to the whole song but I can't remember them yet but I am sure that I will by the end of the semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my new ward yesterday and I can already till that it is going to be the best semester. It was a lot of fun because I already know the bishopric from last winter and some of the members. I don't have a calling yet but I really looking forward to getting one even if its just something small. I forgot how much I really love student wards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7536183379189001241-5772991553638420888?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5772991553638420888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=5772991553638420888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/5772991553638420888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/5772991553638420888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-back-to-school.html' title='FINALLY BACK TO SCHOOL!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SWuN9SVM75I/AAAAAAAAAAg/OldCRqTJICM/s72-c/Cheesy+Smiles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-385453704427112316</id><published>2008-11-02T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:42:00.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged... again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my third picture from my fourth album on my computer.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SQ3yXO0Jz0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NJAQSVsocJE/s1600-h/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264130020393733954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SQ3yXO0Jz0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NJAQSVsocJE/s320/bday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ashley's birthday party from last winter. Ashley was my roommate and she is the one in the middle with the crazy face. It was definitley a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to tag Trina, Justine, and Stephanie and Michael again. Post your first picture from your first album on your computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-385453704427112316?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/385453704427112316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=385453704427112316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/385453704427112316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/385453704427112316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-tagged-again.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged... again!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kxF3x7TodJI/SQ3yXO0Jz0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NJAQSVsocJE/s72-c/bday3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-3586895265542722551</id><published>2008-10-18T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:43:24.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN TAGGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A- Attached or single:&lt;/span&gt; Single and loving it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;B- Best Friend:&lt;/span&gt; Janet is obviously my number one but I have to mention Kylie, Sara, Kristine, Justine and Lauren because they are truly amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;C-Cake or Pie:&lt;/span&gt; Neither I would have to choose pumpkin roll with the lemon cream cheese filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;D-Day:&lt;/span&gt; Sunday. It makes any bad week into a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;E- Essential Item:&lt;/span&gt; Cell Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;F- Favorite Color:&lt;/span&gt; Currently green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;G-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gummi&lt;/span&gt; Bears or Worms:&lt;/span&gt; Bears. They are easier to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;H-Home town:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mattawa&lt;/span&gt;, WA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I- Indulgences:&lt;/span&gt; Graham crackers with cream cheese frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;J- January or July?:&lt;/span&gt; July. Twin Lakes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;K-Kids:&lt;/span&gt; None, but I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;L-Life is incomplete without:&lt;/span&gt; Going to have to copy Janet on this one definitely family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;M- Marriage Date:&lt;/span&gt; There has to be a boy in the picture before I can set a date but i think I would like a fall wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;N- Number of Siblings:&lt;/span&gt; Six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;O- Oranges or Apples:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;P- Phobias or Fears:&lt;/span&gt; Spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Q- Quote:&lt;/span&gt; "People as individuals choose to be happy. Not life's situations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;R- Reason To Smile:&lt;/span&gt; There isn't a reason to not smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;S- Season:&lt;/span&gt; FALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;T- Tag:&lt;/span&gt; Stephanie and Michael. Yes BOTH of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;U- Unknown fact about me:&lt;/span&gt; I can't think of any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animal:&lt;/span&gt; Oppressor of Animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;W- Worst Habit:&lt;/span&gt; I have the hardest time keeping my room clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;X-Rays or Ultrasounds:&lt;/span&gt; X-rays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Y-Your favorite food:&lt;/span&gt; Oh this changes weekly but I would have to say my moms brownies with homemade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; and fudge sauce. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Preferably&lt;/span&gt; fresh and hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Z: Zodiac Sign:&lt;/span&gt; Scorpio, and yes you can all be jealous that my birthday is soon! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-3586895265542722551?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3586895265542722551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=3586895265542722551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3586895265542722551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/3586895265542722551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN TAGGED'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7536183379189001241.post-5924648712094320652</id><published>2008-07-27T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:18:52.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last But Not Least</title><content type='html'>So, I finally decided to give into peer pressure and start a blog. Ever since Janet started hers and I was the only one of my siblings who didn't have one I have felt somewhat obligated to start one. So, here it is. I guess it is a good thing though and it helps us all stay in touch. I love reading everyones blogs and I hope everyone who reads mine enjoys it just as much. So I guess it is official "I am a blogger"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7536183379189001241-5924648712094320652?l=nancyrallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5924648712094320652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7536183379189001241&amp;postID=5924648712094320652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/5924648712094320652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7536183379189001241/posts/default/5924648712094320652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nancyrallen.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-but-not-least_27.html' title='Last But Not Least'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09763928688198713633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb-ZuKGy2Pg/TvoS9x5zxSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1oHBS9ZZOwE/s220/dIMG_6159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
