tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16128294850807457412024-03-13T09:01:15.340-07:00Paige & ColtonPaigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-15601280441170950822012-11-07T10:55:00.004-08:002012-11-07T10:55:55.232-08:00WE'RE MOVING AGAIN!<div style="text-align: center;">
We are moving again, to Paige's mom and dads house. Turns out they need a house sitter for 1-2 years while the are in London for business... This post is boring, but I bet if it gets enough comments and/or views I could get Paige to spice it up and add all the fun bloggy stuff that she does. so... comment away!</div>
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-Colton out!</div>
Colton H Mathewshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11264327062957377134noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-45442719664983515912012-09-24T15:49:00.001-07:002012-09-24T15:50:27.013-07:00We Moved!<div style="text-align: center;">
So, I know my last post said we weren't moving until December... but SURPRISE! We moved about 3 weeks ago :) Here's the background of it all...</div>
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So one delightful day Colton and I were driving around Provo. I DESPISE fall/winter traffic in Provo. There's just WAY too many people for my liking. So I said to Colton "We have GOT to get out of Provo!!!" Well, not even 2 minutes later Colton's phone rang, and it was the guy who owns the apartment we moved into, telling us it was opening up early! Needless to say, we were very excited about it :) </div>
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So, we hurried and sold our contract to the apartment we were in, packed up all our crap, and moved to American Fork! It's all put together except pictures on the walls... so I'm not going to take any pictures until that is done. But really, it's a great apartment. HUGE, really.</div>
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The best part about this move?</div>
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<li style="text-align: center;">I got to quit work. (It's a long drive to Spanish Fork from here... not really worth it. Plus, kind of a stressful job for a pregnant lady. Plus, I'm doing a bit of babysitting for our landlord... and it would've interfered with work)</li>
<li style="text-align: center;">I GET TO START DECORATING A NURSERY!!!!! WAHOOOOO! </li>
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Here's what we've purchased thus far:</div>
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This lovely dresser....
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Along with this one. This is what we'll use as the changing table.</div>
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This mosquito net/ Canopy. I've always wanted to put one over the crib :)</div>
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And we have yet to purchase this... but at least I know which one I want!! The lovely crib :) </div>
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Oh, and all is well with our little baby girl :) I get super freaked out when I don't feel much kicking (which is pretty much always, since I'm only 25 weeks), but she kicks just enough that I know she's there! Love her already :) </div>
Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-64061072879155652042012-07-23T17:12:00.002-07:002012-07-23T17:12:59.989-07:00It's a....<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">We decided to pay the extra money for the early detection at 16 weeks, and while we realize waiting until 20 weeks would be more accurate... the ultrasound tech was pretty darn confident that we're having a baby girl. (Baby girl was very open with us.... so... we're pretty sure, too ;) </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Since we've found out, all I do is think about decorating a nursery. I even had a dream about it last night. I just can't help it. Too bad we're moving right before baby girl is born so I won't actually HAVE a nursery to decorate for awhile... but until then, I'll plan :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Here is what I have been thinking... grey and yellow.</span></div>
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This, with a cute yellow flower. Also, I'm obsessed with chevron. </div>
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A chevron patterned bumper, and RUFFLES. LOVE. </div>
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This is just cute and girly, and can't be TOO hard to make :) </div>
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Maybe I'll make some cute pillows...</div>
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Or maybe this wreath. </div>
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This nursery will DEFINITELY have some ruffles going on somewhere. </div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>And I am a huge fan of how the name is done here. Only, our cute baby girls will say<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b> LILLIA</b></span> :) </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So... grey, yellow, white... and should I add in some coral? Blue? </span></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-4595813289193484302012-07-10T09:00:00.000-07:002012-07-10T09:00:36.222-07:00PregnancyWell, now that everyone knows I'm <span style="font-size: large;">{<strong>pregnant}</strong></span>... it's a lot of <u><span style="font-size: large;">fun</span></u> :) I am now 14 weeks (yay for being done with the first trimester!!), and have high hopes of getting back my energy one of these days. <br />
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For the longest time all Colton and I could think of were girl names. And all that I'm drawn to is girl clothes. Because of this we have basically <span style="font-size: large;">decided we are destined to have a boy</span>, which is great :) I guess we'll find out in a few weeks, though. I can't wait!! I just want to start shopping for this cute baby!!<br />
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Also, for those of you that have asked... I am <span style="font-size: large;">{due January 5th}</span>, and <strong><span style="font-size: large;">no</span></strong> my pants don't really fit anymore :)Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-44869347530157239022012-06-04T20:35:00.001-07:002012-06-04T20:35:46.941-07:00Everyone Says it's Worth it....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Our little grape at the ultrasound last week :) </div>
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P.S... you're welcome, Mom, now you can talk to people about it :) </div>
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Colton is still going to school and working at Mr. Mac. Need a new suit? Go see him! (I feel no shame in my advertising for him ;) He is still the primary chorister in our ward, and he does SUCH a good job at it. The kids all LOVE him. Now that I have finally convinced him that we need food storage he is all sorts of into preparedness stuff. We filled his car full of food storage last week... <br />
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Colton was kind enough to give up his bedroom (aka our spare bedroom...aka his gaming room....) to house our food storage. He's a good guy :) </div>
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I'm still working at New Haven. Lots of new adventures every single day. I've learned to expect the unexpected, that's for sure. I have so many crazy stories I could share... but I don't even know where to begin. Lets just say that if there is a hold/ restraint that needs to go down, odds are I'm right there involved in it. Now the question is... does this mean I'm a good staff? Or that I'm doing something wrong to always have holds going on around me? Hmmmmm... who knows.</div>
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I'm still in primary, but I'm now the 1st counselor. It's a fun new change--and yet I get to stay right in primary where I am comfortable. Our poor primary chorister keeps trying to get me to release him... but I personally enjoy having him in primary where I can keep an eye on him ;) </div>
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Ok, so maybe our lives are kinda boring... and there is nothing really new to report on... but now none of you can complain to me about my lack of blogging! :) </div>
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I think I really have a thing for Uchtdorf's talks..... </div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-36408516477620349872012-02-09T20:51:00.000-08:002012-02-09T20:55:00.162-08:00Finally.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The day has finally come. Tomorrow I get to see "The Vow." I hope you are all jealous right about now, because you probably should be :)<br />
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One of the girls at work (we'll call her C) has been driving me absolutely mad. Too the point of telling her therapist that he had to choose between me and her, because I just could not deal with her anymore. He has been working with me to better understand C and what is going on with her, which in turn has helped me to better work with her and hold boundaries with her. <br />
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So C is normally incredibly hard to get out of bed in the mornings. When I say hard, I mean "Get up, or I'll help you get up" type of hard. <br />
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She got up, with very little prompting (Just a quick "Hey girls it's time to get up"), and came out and handed me a birthday present that she had made for me. She was so excited to give it to me, and according to other staff had spent a majority of her weekend working on it. SO thoughtful.<br />
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It's these little moments that help me (somewhat) keep my sanity while at work.<br />
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As I was sitting in the theater today waiting to watch Breaking Dawn (don't judge... I didn't have to pay for any of it and all I did was make fun of it), this lovely little trailer was shown.<br />
I MUST SEE THIS MOVIE. It looks ADORABLE. <br />
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And I just had to post it here so that when it finally comes out I won't have forgotten about it :)<br />
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Also, the highlights of Breaking Dawn:<br />
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<li>The werewolves. They had this awesome conversation... so captivating.</li>
<li>Truly inspiring graphics when Bella finally changes to a vampire.</li>
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(Just in case you thought I was actually serious about those highlights.)</div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-41814987791333788882011-10-21T08:04:00.000-07:002011-11-22T16:00:07.639-08:00Time<div>
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<li>I wish people could just be happy all the time. No up's and down's. Just smiles on faces.</li>
<li>While I was talking to my visiting teacher yesterday, she reinforced the whole "be an example" idea. I wish people, including myself, were better examples to everyone around.</li>
<li>I am thankful for the examples I have had in my life to get me to this point.</li>
<li>Pinterest is taking over my life. Especially on days like today.</li>
<li>Money. It's a terrible thing. I hate that it's so necessary for survival. I've seen what a lot, and a little, can do to people--I don't envy either case. </li>
<li>No matter how much I complain about school or work, I've got a pretty good setup going. A wonderful husband who loves me more than anything, a good job that I learn from everyday, an education, and so much more.</li>
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And, those are just a few of my thoughts as of 8:50am. It's amazing how much time you have to think when you have to be to work by 7am :)</div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-4100823774629015592011-09-21T20:07:00.001-07:002011-09-21T20:22:11.646-07:00One of THOSE Days.Yup. It was one of those days. Or should I say it's been one of those months? Maybe 2 months? Lets just say... work is totally giving me ulcers. Ok, maybe not ULCERS, but it is nothing less than stressful.<br /><br />Between girls kicking holes in the wall, having to put girls holds, girls breaking things (on purpose), obnoxious parents, and straight up craziness, I am in need of a BREAK.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6JQYi9Km9l-ZNFJNw1BfKY4ppXeyYNrZzKryehYxFt7Dumjrq0I3jBm-lLdz1g_MkMSRuPnOeehSs9exoUZT8VE_SFU_UlJCiO4o7noG6-XvaO2xbgNGRVVBoPHLux_m8dp1CP2d0etY/s1600/1beforeworkafterwork.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6JQYi9Km9l-ZNFJNw1BfKY4ppXeyYNrZzKryehYxFt7Dumjrq0I3jBm-lLdz1g_MkMSRuPnOeehSs9exoUZT8VE_SFU_UlJCiO4o7noG6-XvaO2xbgNGRVVBoPHLux_m8dp1CP2d0etY/s400/1beforeworkafterwork.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655018167725326514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">This is what work does to me. Oye.<br /><br /></span></span></div>Want to hear something great? Jamie (my cousin.. for those of you who aren't related and read this blog) is now working with me! And she is wonderful enough to work for me on Friday so I can have a MUCH needed break. Yeah, family does rock :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pXIttjaMqeChKHZ4ZKPyO2YPfis__XysUxXgCQqqV1s_-AjG0T3QlTjrROpEAcQpC-QkC7dGMfyrKp6vImYCi9ChPWfQFUYL0EQzr3KPcLTactSPintPFdvWad-cGqXNIuwHwCrjLFY/s1600/chile.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pXIttjaMqeChKHZ4ZKPyO2YPfis__XysUxXgCQqqV1s_-AjG0T3QlTjrROpEAcQpC-QkC7dGMfyrKp6vImYCi9ChPWfQFUYL0EQzr3KPcLTactSPintPFdvWad-cGqXNIuwHwCrjLFY/s400/chile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655018167890077298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Jamie, Jason, me, and Leah in Chile.<br /></span></span></div><br />Even though work stresses me out... it is also a great experience for me. While some girls are still having some pretty extreme problems, others have made huge changes since I have been there. Seeing that growth and the happiness in their eyes is what keeps me going.<br /><br />Everyday I become more and more grateful for my family, and more specifically my parents. They raised me right, simple as that. I owe who I am and where I am today to them.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkry62vta_GTqysPivXpWMb6nSzQXNkhIr5NPq0dvl8lnebPaALnXJC7cPuVpuYuzthM4O63HnXPEcExYP06cnvBMeQ__CDD6UQ46-JtMFAvQa78Roecqx0blEEQ9IgUZuo6NmILf8Q4/s1600/DSC_3984.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkry62vta_GTqysPivXpWMb6nSzQXNkhIr5NPq0dvl8lnebPaALnXJC7cPuVpuYuzthM4O63HnXPEcExYP06cnvBMeQ__CDD6UQ46-JtMFAvQa78Roecqx0blEEQ9IgUZuo6NmILf8Q4/s400/DSC_3984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655017135004944466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">My parents. Don't know what I'd do without them!<br /></span></span></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-85572731674180521182011-09-01T11:09:00.000-07:002011-09-01T11:19:51.749-07:00Watch This. No, Really, Do It.<div style="text-align: center;">My best friends mom posted this on Facebook. I'm now obsessed. Watch it from start to finish--you won't regret it.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;">2 months before Chris Medina and his fiance were supposed to get married she got in a terrible accident that caused brain damage. He still, to this day, takes care of her. Such an amazing song. There really are good people in this crazy world :)
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<br />Not many music videos have actually made me cry. This one did the trick. I love it. Lots.
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<br />Best part about this? "I Do What I Like" (on the back of his hat)... while crocheting.
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<br />Yes. I love my husband. He's so domestic :)
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Too bad all I have to show for my awesomeness is some claw marks and some sore thighs.<br /><br />So pretty much we've been having some problems with one of the girls, and she has had to be put in multiple holds over the past several weeks. Some how I've always avoided being involved in these holds, but today was pay back for missing out on all of the previous ones.<br /><br />To start things off, though, I just have to tell you a tender mercy that happened. I normally wear flip flops to work, because I'm a flip flop girl. For some reason, though, this morning I decided to wear some different shoes (Bob's... they are knock-off Tom's. They rock). Honestly, I think the Lord knew that today I would need different shoes, and that's why the thought came to wear them.<br /><br />So anyways... Back to today. So I was following this girl around outside and I knew something was up. I called to have another staff come out and help. Needless to say, this girl took off into a dead sprint. There was no way we could catch her. She ran to an incredibly busy highway and started running out into the lanes. Luckily, she didn't get hurt. We finally were able to catch her and somehow got her into a hold (Not one that they had taught us. We definitely made it up--but it worked. haha) We had her on her stomach.. me on one side, the other staff on the other, and her therapist on her legs (Her therapist had shown up in a vehicle by this point). We were still having a hard time keeping her down, but luckily a random guy pulled over and helped us. During this time it was hot, we were on a busy and dangerous road, and I got some awesome claw marks. Remember that during this entire hold I was squatting. Talk about PAINFUL. It was about a 20 minute hold before another staff got there to relieve me of it.<br /><br />Needless to say, I am tired. My legs hurt. And I learned I really need to start working out.Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-47415568940675751832011-07-05T08:08:00.000-07:002011-07-05T08:20:41.702-07:001 Year!Yup, that's right. Colton and I have already been married for an entire year! A lot of stuff has happened during the past year. Mostly we have learned a lot about each other. Here is what I have learned about my husband:<br /><ul><li>He is the most patient man I know. (You'd have to be to put up with me 24/7)</li><li>He has a strong testimony.</li><li>He is loving.</li><li>He is kind.</li><li>He is a hard worker.</li><li>He wants nothing more than for me to be happy--always.</li><li>He can cook. (Way better than I can.)</li><li>He speaks an amazingly sexy language. (Who doesn't love Italian?)</li><li>He is forgiving.</li><li>He is understanding.</li><li>He makes my shopping habit worse. (Because he always wants me to buy the stuff I try on--I love it. haha)</li><li>He yells at the TV while watching sports.</li><li>He is unselfish.</li><li>He likes to crochet.</li><li>He loves my family.</li><li>He has an amazing family.<br /></li><li>He is amazing.<br /></li><li>He is perfect for me.</li></ul>Plus, I'm sure so much more. It's amazing what you can learn in a year. I can't wait to see what else there is to learn during the rest of forever. I love you, Colton! Happy 1 year!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX1isGlkkZR8P6_HHfX-6AV8R648CZyS-u3cBPiZ3-LqWM29Efpvy2XGR_rec4iJsWTpK6pB-gP_nlpXpxXEOfyGyTl0J5M0v-2AjxDPXCk0K-4Hoxsy65u8ndD1G3MDQZgFOh1d1hg_s/s1600/61906_432368742682_510142682_5302833_8294704_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX1isGlkkZR8P6_HHfX-6AV8R648CZyS-u3cBPiZ3-LqWM29Efpvy2XGR_rec4iJsWTpK6pB-gP_nlpXpxXEOfyGyTl0J5M0v-2AjxDPXCk0K-4Hoxsy65u8ndD1G3MDQZgFOh1d1hg_s/s400/61906_432368742682_510142682_5302833_8294704_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625888212141347970" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">WE DID IT! ;)</span><br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBjeA4y7NSBb2vx42_EWgdkm9ZlxXXNDswSq2LMLJXpyyF449Yqi9WRIAmGci7OIV8MDS44gDDj_hw3W76Bybcl2J8pGS_aGjP1HdnCRYhphIYOMNLEeGRfB7MFf6r1e3_-GlJ9g10Bq4/s1600/61906_432368752682_510142682_5302835_2517059_n.jpg"><br /></a>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-54289366225964515252011-06-21T16:10:00.000-07:002011-06-21T16:39:23.907-07:00Do you....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Ever feel like <span style="font-style: italic;">this</span>?</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnRFMybtlA7duFfYv9dCQ0CVm3wdex3G0zqmNZEGyC1z_IE1FrY-fIRhCmgyU5ag_BUAM9GhuQy91AbJzZySQsbmSSL-EWlO3agXwXBu3_Re2_5mVfjlUeCrgvwhHwv4ig1Zk4im0-oy8/s1600/Stress-ZebraStripes.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnRFMybtlA7duFfYv9dCQ0CVm3wdex3G0zqmNZEGyC1z_IE1FrY-fIRhCmgyU5ag_BUAM9GhuQy91AbJzZySQsbmSSL-EWlO3agXwXBu3_Re2_5mVfjlUeCrgvwhHwv4ig1Zk4im0-oy8/s400/Stress-ZebraStripes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620815816638296178" border="0" /></a>That's how I'm feeling right now.<br /><br />Remember that new job? They offered me a promotion.<br /><br />Why the stress? I'm completely under qualified. I've only been there a month. I still ask question after question. But, apparently they see something in there that made them offer me the promotion.<br /><br />So, thank you New Haven for believing in me. Next step? Making myself believe that I can do it.<br /><br />Oh, but I promise my life isn't completely full of stress.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZeOjuEtfuQHoKiuNtw8B1o42Jkn13MwIBO-Vn2-zW89F3JUQ5x_iA4IyY_yRIT0sIkidGLWZXe-LxZITjU1LYpEiz6lurorMAlDxqZFSqPvlAL3690XG1EvJEoRLh6j0R1tPHxMft3v4/s1600/DSCN5525.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZeOjuEtfuQHoKiuNtw8B1o42Jkn13MwIBO-Vn2-zW89F3JUQ5x_iA4IyY_yRIT0sIkidGLWZXe-LxZITjU1LYpEiz6lurorMAlDxqZFSqPvlAL3690XG1EvJEoRLh6j0R1tPHxMft3v4/s400/DSCN5525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620820229596389778" border="0" /></a>See? Nothing stressful about this :) This was taken at my friends reception.<br /><br />Tay Bev (One of my besties from high school) got married. She was a beautiful bride!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt_PYWbGOFXu14aoMtuUJxfVZdf_7vJ-96JidsD5yHUzR82lULgCPwpaqNCQxIv9P8G2k5l9M6KLLMxr8_EGJihZmrqskNwn2RxPgx86IKwbgWwkQHY4_iFpGXE-cqgG9T_ewAxye2R2M/s1600/DSCN5527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt_PYWbGOFXu14aoMtuUJxfVZdf_7vJ-96JidsD5yHUzR82lULgCPwpaqNCQxIv9P8G2k5l9M6KLLMxr8_EGJihZmrqskNwn2RxPgx86IKwbgWwkQHY4_iFpGXE-cqgG9T_ewAxye2R2M/s400/DSCN5527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620820573551819986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Friends from HS. So fun being together again! </span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNNmad7P-noHIe5F-QYcnVap8-YYTgWAHgg8u2B9cW2-CUyP_MvuA62nxGoSbY6k8WdpoBGUs_LDF_ntOk-CukwfFxZwMg0owDYQRVw_qJaymza68V7fHG7FV5xA11fRL98kd6jh85qCQ/s1600/DSCN5531.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNNmad7P-noHIe5F-QYcnVap8-YYTgWAHgg8u2B9cW2-CUyP_MvuA62nxGoSbY6k8WdpoBGUs_LDF_ntOk-CukwfFxZwMg0owDYQRVw_qJaymza68V7fHG7FV5xA11fRL98kd6jh85qCQ/s400/DSCN5531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620820571508396018" border="0" /></a><br />Congrats Tay Bev! So excited for the 2 of you! I can't wait to come and visit you and get to know Robb!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-67244929629481304062011-06-07T08:08:00.000-07:002011-06-07T08:30:31.478-07:00My Husband<div style="text-align: center;">My husband is a good sport.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He puts up with watching shows like:<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4KswZHNE0y-PJpioqNn6WCYAeLCR9hqsTPMHg669bW7mHHyuQp2PDEdEGXwNpB0J4nIRlOF9rXXRgYijGuMXG6ZWa54MnwhrQ-UUbsr7CJa1iIWBietX9Ve_lF7aoSe65e_XjdPQrccs/s1600/ProjectRunway.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4KswZHNE0y-PJpioqNn6WCYAeLCR9hqsTPMHg669bW7mHHyuQp2PDEdEGXwNpB0J4nIRlOF9rXXRgYijGuMXG6ZWa54MnwhrQ-UUbsr7CJa1iIWBietX9Ve_lF7aoSe65e_XjdPQrccs/s400/ProjectRunway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615495954156129266" border="0" /></a><br />{Project Runway}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYV6GdPfTJAdstsfCrc_cV7isJyDRjm46wCwU8vFDYnK3_1YCjs0hvd00SZ3wIoYpYFWxg5-vgtMha2FL4dhKdmtJpP0VYCrtCjJ8eReNSUY5gF7FaOKac3LyUFSzd_o_4LTBsfeVHKKU/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 169px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYV6GdPfTJAdstsfCrc_cV7isJyDRjm46wCwU8vFDYnK3_1YCjs0hvd00SZ3wIoYpYFWxg5-vgtMha2FL4dhKdmtJpP0VYCrtCjJ8eReNSUY5gF7FaOKac3LyUFSzd_o_4LTBsfeVHKKU/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615495946421551122" border="0" /></a>{So You Think You Can Dance}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPt5ZJoy7Xz_cBcEowKMaN33-JZ0z1Dn8y4y24UnawytQBGekuEZVHfKMNzRpjsRg0nrvZ5JpcDMZLVNB1tqEp5lKTswbp5OBLXlR-YzxDvJnBvPmKu7TD0RYyyxkXbt9oJt3QUJmR_M/s1600/16-and-Pregnant.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPt5ZJoy7Xz_cBcEowKMaN33-JZ0z1Dn8y4y24UnawytQBGekuEZVHfKMNzRpjsRg0nrvZ5JpcDMZLVNB1tqEp5lKTswbp5OBLXlR-YzxDvJnBvPmKu7TD0RYyyxkXbt9oJt3QUJmR_M/s400/16-and-Pregnant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615496983032691090" border="0" /></a>{16 & Pregnant}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhksIj7DSE1cGWGxrCrHsP97v-Zum0Le82Wx85wdBCTeuDxfzCwWapHy_K_StHIvow4Rb-e4zCyLB1hrfq4lnM4Sc4naCS22VtGMhWPVBwnfBtRx32HLtte_uaFnmlBYsImdV2_LhuXlOM/s1600/456x330.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhksIj7DSE1cGWGxrCrHsP97v-Zum0Le82Wx85wdBCTeuDxfzCwWapHy_K_StHIvow4Rb-e4zCyLB1hrfq4lnM4Sc4naCS22VtGMhWPVBwnfBtRx32HLtte_uaFnmlBYsImdV2_LhuXlOM/s400/456x330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615496989823636226" border="0" /></a>{Teen Mom}<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_Rm5vQEzFuQuvbEBPm1vxPM4auXPvULAq-zvB6E-T6RprhAzdeXS9KFncVGWs4a4zjEAZ9YAhBalagXqV5Mpyj9QrRf6PZZB4SMCUMFDiytO-aRTV6b2fXmc2idbB2PyTl-i5YqyRZo/s1600/ap+on+tv-sister+wives-941792717_v2.grid-5x2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_Rm5vQEzFuQuvbEBPm1vxPM4auXPvULAq-zvB6E-T6RprhAzdeXS9KFncVGWs4a4zjEAZ9YAhBalagXqV5Mpyj9QrRf6PZZB4SMCUMFDiytO-aRTV6b2fXmc2idbB2PyTl-i5YqyRZo/s400/ap+on+tv-sister+wives-941792717_v2.grid-5x2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615496992442264498" border="0" /></a>{Sister Wives--Yes, I admit it. I watch this. And I like it.}<br /><br />However, just because he puts up with my shows doesn't mean I don't put up with a lot of his shows.<br />Just to name a few:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXiBIqejexixqkRHndwhCAAYdZ1vBzInBF3fAwcJxGPrkNtWvQfBKQh6a4xwirzov7u4ysflcNO_yeP8XB9sqFYKwqi-8jS6gcoB5addGJjmGEK-O2NX7_y7CGsKa36_M0AGhcfpDcQ0/s1600/espn_logo-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXiBIqejexixqkRHndwhCAAYdZ1vBzInBF3fAwcJxGPrkNtWvQfBKQh6a4xwirzov7u4ysflcNO_yeP8XB9sqFYKwqi-8jS6gcoB5addGJjmGEK-O2NX7_y7CGsKa36_M0AGhcfpDcQ0/s400/espn_logo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615495936867911330" border="0" /></a>{Anything and EVERYTHING on ESPN. Even Golf. No, really. Ask me a sports question, I just might know the answer.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_suAM4myjUauP9jJwKnN2Np683LQct7JgFcEZVuk4fOzA-HMIxQYWyd80YtUiU7zN6CUTDL9ZbYQCOsfK8A3fQTI5jokawrgcWpRvhxjzyCMhjZgMh5TpdvndOjGM4u35bxEm-goGRM/s1600/walking_dead_banner.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 126px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_suAM4myjUauP9jJwKnN2Np683LQct7JgFcEZVuk4fOzA-HMIxQYWyd80YtUiU7zN6CUTDL9ZbYQCOsfK8A3fQTI5jokawrgcWpRvhxjzyCMhjZgMh5TpdvndOjGM4u35bxEm-goGRM/s400/walking_dead_banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615496026768257074" border="0" /></a>{The Walking Dead. It's a zombie show. It's disgusting.}<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiplGgBzYZQlvRTyIxRrOG-DJ3zTzMxpwOazMbVRIGx9TLdcOqk_0M2Yrxluo9mDDaJAAD4KfHN6bcRToS6FsKKMPgvcvvxvAl9LGleEQl_3NGa4iCZgokwflpyALyjIdH77UiK9Ao6Qp8/s1600/TEEN-WOLF-MTV-Episode-1-2-550x309.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiplGgBzYZQlvRTyIxRrOG-DJ3zTzMxpwOazMbVRIGx9TLdcOqk_0M2Yrxluo9mDDaJAAD4KfHN6bcRToS6FsKKMPgvcvvxvAl9LGleEQl_3NGa4iCZgokwflpyALyjIdH77UiK9Ao6Qp8/s400/TEEN-WOLF-MTV-Episode-1-2-550x309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615495962382783138" border="0" /></a>{Teen Wolf. What is it with guys and demony type things? I don't understand.}<br /><br />So you see, I put up with a lot of shows as well. However, most recently I have made Colton put up with the worst of the worst shows. I truly believe I have. Now, it's not a show that I have ever watched before, nor do I watch entire episodes. I just find the best parts of the episode and make Colton watch it. What is this show? <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7sN-7ZtaShkGwaY_IaaPrqYsMvzje5HKe2FVGuDaZw8ZeKxigcdOm1nRzKQwyVUdVXLpzhBOELIiAdF7e4p_dWWZewuM1LwKtKFgKsTZz5glZOUIcXYKJx_S8ZbhwL6WJs8pgE3riUo/s1600/bentley-320.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7sN-7ZtaShkGwaY_IaaPrqYsMvzje5HKe2FVGuDaZw8ZeKxigcdOm1nRzKQwyVUdVXLpzhBOELIiAdF7e4p_dWWZewuM1LwKtKFgKsTZz5glZOUIcXYKJx_S8ZbhwL6WJs8pgE3riUo/s400/bentley-320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615495930454060466" border="0" /></a>{The Bachelorette. I know. Gross.}<br /><br />But really, do you not find Bentley terribly lame, annoying, and rude? While others might be hating this season because of him, he happens to be the ultimate draw for me. What a little gem.<br /><br />Isn't my husband such a good sport to put up with all of my lame TV shows? :)<br /><br /><br /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-54414275383851323662011-06-02T13:23:00.000-07:002011-06-02T13:43:27.829-07:00New Job/ Internship!<div style="text-align: center;">I spent what felt like {FOREVER} searching for an internship that would be {PERFECT} for me. After <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">numerous interviews</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">turning offers down</span>, and <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">being selfish</span> by wanting a paid internship, <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I FOUND ONE</span>! </span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have now been working for a couple of weeks at an<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >{adolescent girls treatment center!}</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">What do I do there? Hang out with the girls. Whatever they are doing (watching a movie, swimming, sitting and chatting, etc...) I do. So really, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I get paid to hangout</span>.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This job/internship is nothing short of an <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">adventure</span></span> from day to day. Here are a few things that I have gotten to experience in my short time at the center...<br /></div><br /><ul style="text-align: center;"><li>Girl ripping chunks of hair out.</li><li>Girl going missing.</li><li>Being told I'm "not making friends" because I told girls to go to bed... 15 minutes after they were supposed to.<br /></li><li>Being told I should become a regular staff so I can be there more often. (Wahoo! I think they like me!)<br /></li><li>Learning I am grateful for enjoying my teenage years.</li><li>Getting to learn how to put girls in holds/restrain them.</li><li>Strip searches<br /></li><li>And the list could go on........................<br /></li></ul><div style="text-align: center;">While most of the stuff should terrify me/make me freak out/make me want to quit.... It actually makes me enjoy the job more, because I know that<br /> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">{I can make a difference.}</span></span><br /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-30485981333102514282011-04-19T11:09:00.000-07:002011-04-20T06:09:51.149-07:00FinalsFinals are usually terrible, and completely exhausting. However this semester seems to be, dare I say it, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">enjoyable</span>?<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Ok, not all my finals. Just one.<br /><br />I took a "<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Moral Foundations of the Family</span>" class this semester. Everything I learned was stuff I felt like I already knew, but hearing it put into words brought it all to life for me.<br /><br />Everything about the class was so <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >simple</span>, yet <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">life changing</span></span>.<br /><br />For the final we were instructed to pick a topic, any topic (finances, parenting, communication, etc.) and develop a lesson plan for that topic that implements ideas from a moral theorist point of view. This assignment (and class) has captivated me.<br /><br />Summary of my final? Parents talking to their adolescents about substance abuse.<br />Moral of the story? <span style="font-size:180%;">Parents, be good people and an example to your children</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">They <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >DO</span> look up to you.</span></span><br /><br />In thinking up my lesson plan, I came up with a few examples of this:<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGxPlSrIpfvFcufTeNWZtztDHxjB4V93ArOMwsx2lUg0EihlbtaOAXy2Fnjz8iUpPvDWKaDAxsKUdVE0ZubN21XCJwXItA7d06gGC70xtrMNIGAAgWa-EK48-_-lvysAvhmw3METZakqM/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.46.39+AM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGxPlSrIpfvFcufTeNWZtztDHxjB4V93ArOMwsx2lUg0EihlbtaOAXy2Fnjz8iUpPvDWKaDAxsKUdVE0ZubN21XCJwXItA7d06gGC70xtrMNIGAAgWa-EK48-_-lvysAvhmw3METZakqM/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.46.39+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597359715202494082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Jeffrey And I</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeG9vhmx6p3tlqMqTlnIqCd47oNumYwMGizCvVaBN4DfSs7EEk_Jw1CjLKrYDmUERqk1EfSdkrGFOFrOcIiPBY0IUCHBom0247M5D7YI63sLLG9tjk881CSXSaNyG_K4rwiMymCAMqlRI/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.46.25+AM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeG9vhmx6p3tlqMqTlnIqCd47oNumYwMGizCvVaBN4DfSs7EEk_Jw1CjLKrYDmUERqk1EfSdkrGFOFrOcIiPBY0IUCHBom0247M5D7YI63sLLG9tjk881CSXSaNyG_K4rwiMymCAMqlRI/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.46.25+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597359713819373282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ava and I<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi55UiUmv3Fj5zH2k8pVJCBpztY_GbDaH_2HDyCWdbmfQl0vuGtbYlCPPelMqu5OshsVxy_vLDEnV10xjozrSq5y_XxokCdJ2C7b8MQJxb3pDOLj_vAK5qtgYIdBRw8RKrqoqva7_v_QH4/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.46.04+AM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi55UiUmv3Fj5zH2k8pVJCBpztY_GbDaH_2HDyCWdbmfQl0vuGtbYlCPPelMqu5OshsVxy_vLDEnV10xjozrSq5y_XxokCdJ2C7b8MQJxb3pDOLj_vAK5qtgYIdBRw8RKrqoqva7_v_QH4/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.46.04+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597359704169906194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mace-Moo and I</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiffGQUbT_Cp-dH_PL-O17D8x36DMJyvDCWFm6_QO1Nm0M82uJBjk4wAJePT4BPNvYOUQHNON9wyJIxCn0Tqq0hl01HFz-dzSiQgEgKZfQLLA4gGEDz_bw5FxauBUBxdmHcjy-W0SKG8jE/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.39.22+AM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiffGQUbT_Cp-dH_PL-O17D8x36DMJyvDCWFm6_QO1Nm0M82uJBjk4wAJePT4BPNvYOUQHNON9wyJIxCn0Tqq0hl01HFz-dzSiQgEgKZfQLLA4gGEDz_bw5FxauBUBxdmHcjy-W0SKG8jE/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-19+at+11.39.22+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597359701045975826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Hailey and I</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXLu1kYBY3Wkkds7qHa80bh7ShjVVMN_y9gPucAjnOdH_Pns2qd-As37L8ubT5z2UWWhiunZgH40dNMjkOsmp0WwVv5yEa_-giLU_chimCF0i59MJy_1uEOuIgHbKGxpaYDxINIyOMIc/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-20+at+7.07.59+AM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXLu1kYBY3Wkkds7qHa80bh7ShjVVMN_y9gPucAjnOdH_Pns2qd-As37L8ubT5z2UWWhiunZgH40dNMjkOsmp0WwVv5yEa_-giLU_chimCF0i59MJy_1uEOuIgHbKGxpaYDxINIyOMIc/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-20+at+7.07.59+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597652058303780034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Kaylee and I -- Look Beth! I found one with one of your kids! :)<br /><br /></span></span>While I am not a parent to any of them, I can still <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >be an example</span> to them. Kids need examples in their lives.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" > Be the person you want your children to be. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Can you even begin to imagine what a better place the world would be if everyone took this idea to heart? </span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-36621303504545286782011-04-10T22:28:00.000-07:002011-04-10T22:39:21.086-07:00The Crafty Person In MeI was forced to be crafty. My grade depended on it. The requirement? Make a religious item to display in your home. Religious item? An FHE chart.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfWhGN5v1P_yBUePaxr5ob_Rc3jl81a9ZPHt2pPzLKxEKwVrMwL6tmhtIG2CVC5e5WlQCFwYLOhM9eNdGicMzjIl82MjLb2aaLqIHOkkMzDrElva3mbB6gjZcs1wze-0EE07MJjm7voo/s1600/DSCN5476.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfWhGN5v1P_yBUePaxr5ob_Rc3jl81a9ZPHt2pPzLKxEKwVrMwL6tmhtIG2CVC5e5WlQCFwYLOhM9eNdGicMzjIl82MjLb2aaLqIHOkkMzDrElva3mbB6gjZcs1wze-0EE07MJjm7voo/s400/DSCN5476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594194474494211922" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> The finished product. </span><br /></div><br />We figure we'll need it someday in the future, so why not make it for class? Besides, it counted as a project for Colton's accounting class as well (He kept track of the cost, time spent, etc...). Win-win-win situation? (My grade-Colton's grade-Cute FHE chart) I'd say so.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"> Success.<br /></span></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">P.S. Kim, are you so proud of how quickly I blogged about it? I did it just for you. Thank goodness you'll soon be able to just get the mass picture text about these sorts of things :) </span></span>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-48556335810627282812011-04-06T16:44:00.001-07:002011-04-06T16:59:56.296-07:00Observation of Pregnant People<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMeVNpJHidc0AnMXu9r-L3cm5h4GRDgfnLbjoui2TjJ5USKJGCPIptu9CHJpMndPRUV8Qvlp_nyjUyXCSIo3EXGfKnUcOrbRpIAJNMbm58UyziGOwo6GC4wOomoveQPFRLD_FzcuJzcs/s1600/prego"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMeVNpJHidc0AnMXu9r-L3cm5h4GRDgfnLbjoui2TjJ5USKJGCPIptu9CHJpMndPRUV8Qvlp_nyjUyXCSIo3EXGfKnUcOrbRpIAJNMbm58UyziGOwo6GC4wOomoveQPFRLD_FzcuJzcs/s400/prego" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592621333271183298" border="0" /></a><br />No, I'm still not pregnant. But, this picture seemed appropriate for what I am about to tell you.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">But FIRST, for those of you who don't know the story behind this picture, it was on mine and Colton's honeymoon. Yes, Kim came and visited. She was only here from Chile for a week, so she came and took us to lunch and we went shopping. Since Kim was prego last summer, she wanted to go into Motherhood Maternity. Yeah, no idea how they talked me into taking this picture. Talk about embarrassing.</span></span><br /><br />Now, the point of this blog post is this: As I am sitting here, bored in class, I began to observe those around me. Here is what I observed of us Zoobies:<br /><ul><li> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">2/4</span> girls right by me are <span style="font-size:180%;">pregnant</span>, and I'm speculating about others nearby and their pregnancy status as well. </span></span></li></ul>And that is all I have observed. It is way too distracting of a statistic to me.<br /><br />And now... back to paying attention to class and learning about our fellow Muslim friends.<br /><br /><br /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-29668715599872667832011-03-31T17:16:00.001-07:002011-03-31T17:25:37.066-07:00Tiny Wings<div style="text-align: center;">Colton and I had a conversation today that went like this:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Paige:</span> I'm obsessed with Tiny Wings. I blame you.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Colton:</span> Lol. :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Paige:</span> Not funny. I can't stop playing!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Colton:</span> Way funny! Are you good at it yet?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Paige:</span> Yes I've made it past multiple nests :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Colton: </span>You rock the Tiny Wings world!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Paige:</span> I'm pathetic.</span><br /></div><br />Yes, pathetic I may be. But really. If you haven't played Tiny Wings and you have an iPod Touch/iPhone/Android/etc.... you must buy it. Fully worth the .99 cents. I was a skeptic when Colton first bought it, and now I've never had a better distraction from my 26 pages worth of writing due by next week.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChHHxdOCWwOCBqzOK2gqd7JPONTZhzIYqY9DcaPFfdNXpo_U4GbH6TSbNVkz9Ox3Tz9X2_8S4LvyRFs0EpfSuhkBQVajWtc4gnXsCuqGQf1pHHWY87jECoda6KaD9Q7uLrVyp2QIjVMQ/s1600/Tiny_Wings.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChHHxdOCWwOCBqzOK2gqd7JPONTZhzIYqY9DcaPFfdNXpo_U4GbH6TSbNVkz9Ox3Tz9X2_8S4LvyRFs0EpfSuhkBQVajWtc4gnXsCuqGQf1pHHWY87jECoda6KaD9Q7uLrVyp2QIjVMQ/s400/Tiny_Wings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590403502833699154" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-58438365386840447902011-03-23T12:02:00.001-07:002011-03-23T12:14:28.099-07:00Pure Happiness.<div style="text-align: center;">Today, I am wearing these shoes<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSz0Wm7_3bKMbPSyI4YIVLvs_ir11vKOm69o60uWb1op7WYnO75KVp9xJqXK7qLMgbzms8Wob2_asLotd2sXkFp4xOf_ObybSFXjgLJSTavltUyBKc144-pz4VFEBTTjCLXLyFJ7Hbi-o/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-03-23+at+1.00.46+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSz0Wm7_3bKMbPSyI4YIVLvs_ir11vKOm69o60uWb1op7WYnO75KVp9xJqXK7qLMgbzms8Wob2_asLotd2sXkFp4xOf_ObybSFXjgLJSTavltUyBKc144-pz4VFEBTTjCLXLyFJ7Hbi-o/s400/Screen+shot+2011-03-23+at+1.00.46+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587352883397758898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But in this color<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Z-8hJU3Uu7qLH5G-jJ8oJ4E-21M-1Sm8bwib8Xyr906wWJ9QqcNzbjpBkCfcfddebmWXSWG2PZpEYZ_405tpjeZ3wO4-1wF4RD-BJ7M83lSRncXIjvae8hQonZ-qjqaHtvZoLNrban4/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-03-23+at+1.00.59+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Z-8hJU3Uu7qLH5G-jJ8oJ4E-21M-1Sm8bwib8Xyr906wWJ9QqcNzbjpBkCfcfddebmWXSWG2PZpEYZ_405tpjeZ3wO4-1wF4RD-BJ7M83lSRncXIjvae8hQonZ-qjqaHtvZoLNrban4/s400/Screen+shot+2011-03-23+at+1.00.59+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587352886693708562" border="0" /></a><br />And my feet have never been happier.<br /><br />{.MOST.COMFY.SHOES.EVER.}<br /><br />Most comfy shoes EVER + Only costing $12.80= Pure Happiness<br /><br />The only thing that could make today better was not having this<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8_U9yDGvFiKUvcL28IHj9II2vIzdRQZJyifyPHJKYJY7hJyN7kv5mc3w0HS4_CvHNfdh3wIeddbT-N83xNe9d_-4y6WFyvAoNFee1iYm5eUG4oX4JMIX1pkknl2qaTjeAuL9psx45iI/s1600/schoolhouse.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8_U9yDGvFiKUvcL28IHj9II2vIzdRQZJyifyPHJKYJY7hJyN7kv5mc3w0HS4_CvHNfdh3wIeddbT-N83xNe9d_-4y6WFyvAoNFee1iYm5eUG4oX4JMIX1pkknl2qaTjeAuL9psx45iI/s400/schoolhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587354225363191442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Or this<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi5qnRDk-ozHqBVs03F6CKiLcMV8Llqf13f5xco-ycZyDLFdJnIzHKPInIwwcV89plqY_st-DYp14voYDCHVvzo-EpVkUUSwOeubp7wWfugZqNxk8nYn09ezKk8UT2zpFfMzml_8VoucU/s1600/homework.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 243px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi5qnRDk-ozHqBVs03F6CKiLcMV8Llqf13f5xco-ycZyDLFdJnIzHKPInIwwcV89plqY_st-DYp14voYDCHVvzo-EpVkUUSwOeubp7wWfugZqNxk8nYn09ezKk8UT2zpFfMzml_8VoucU/s400/homework.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587354776454976578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And instead enjoying this<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVElZc1LSrgUBnJnLpPk8jXbm34k_Fl_BXA9ou5gEKxOLBOGAVqLu8nsTcU8-XNLpi99P2wyDqiE6oBzMhzFyZ2k2_UuBQmVSQU8hVzfjE6sMDxTkPQaqocCscV6sPsuZdDJ_1dKTD7t4/s1600/summer01.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 277px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVElZc1LSrgUBnJnLpPk8jXbm34k_Fl_BXA9ou5gEKxOLBOGAVqLu8nsTcU8-XNLpi99P2wyDqiE6oBzMhzFyZ2k2_UuBQmVSQU8hVzfjE6sMDxTkPQaqocCscV6sPsuZdDJ_1dKTD7t4/s400/summer01.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587354222128125618" border="0" /></a><br />20 days and counting<br /><img src="file:///Users/paigenw/Desktop/Screen%20shot%202011-03-23%20at%201.00.46%20PM.png" alt="" /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612829485080745741.post-15596547380348489692011-03-05T14:53:00.001-08:002011-03-05T14:57:47.602-08:00Jimmered--Again?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIc_AIms3hxah-2A3rmDUGQ9BkqYt_9L32-SUTyzsgHuLREsWpbRMYgS05fwu4kLXJ3qEo6Iy3ByzWoKwRHauao9gr6GE7DyoIw0RGiVFQCThFOOVM9JFBxTjzrPCH73MZ2uWJmwSp1ZA/s1600/76383879893.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />I knew I bought this shirt for a reason.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIc_AIms3hxah-2A3rmDUGQ9BkqYt_9L32-SUTyzsgHuLREsWpbRMYgS05fwu4kLXJ3qEo6Iy3ByzWoKwRHauao9gr6GE7DyoIw0RGiVFQCThFOOVM9JFBxTjzrPCH73MZ2uWJmwSp1ZA/s1600/76383879893.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIc_AIms3hxah-2A3rmDUGQ9BkqYt_9L32-SUTyzsgHuLREsWpbRMYgS05fwu4kLXJ3qEo6Iy3ByzWoKwRHauao9gr6GE7DyoIw0RGiVFQCThFOOVM9JFBxTjzrPCH73MZ2uWJmwSp1ZA/s400/76383879893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580732815837522194" border="0" /></a>Yeah. Jimmer does rock. So, of course I NEEDED a Jimmer shirt.<br />(If for nothing else, to prove that I was at BYU during the Jimmer era)<br /><br />Even with losing Davies, BYU still has a shot of going far this season. Besides, I'm proud of Davies for doing was what right instead of keeping secrets. Truly a great kid. I can't wait to watch him play next season. Mark my word--He'll be back.<br /><br />I'm proud to go to a school that would rather stand up for it's morals than win a national championship. GO BYU!<br /></div>Paigehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879330618820502209noreply@blogger.com0