<?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-279547707069123024</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:38:55.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gregory loves jordan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.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-279547707069123024.post-3069833961168654409</id><published>2010-04-26T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:27:46.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog address</title><content type='html'>Well. Heads Up. I'm switching our blog URL. Everytime I go to post a blog, it makes me sign in using my gmail account. When I got married,&amp;nbsp;I changed my e-mail address to have my new last name. Now, my gmail account is always automatically signed in with the new email address and its such a pain&amp;nbsp;to sign out of that account and sign in with my old email address. Ya follow? Anyway, I know that I'm kind of a baby. But it annoys me. And blogger wont let me do a new email address and still have the same URL. Anyway, I know that its a pain. but I'm doing it anyway. :) the new blog address is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greglovesjord.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more posts here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-3069833961168654409?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/3069833961168654409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-blog-address.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3069833961168654409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3069833961168654409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-blog-address.html' title='new blog address'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-2302458607588210567</id><published>2010-04-12T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:01:42.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.</title><content type='html'>larger around the top and the bottom as well. not just the middle.&lt;br /&gt;i wish it was just the middle. :]&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;but no. dont get ideas into your heads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-2302458607588210567?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/2302458607588210567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/ps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2302458607588210567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2302458607588210567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/ps.html' title='p.s.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-1959778476103505132</id><published>2010-04-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:55:37.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not so great.</title><content type='html'>i didnt win the contest.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;i have a paper due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i have a french&amp;nbsp;final tomorrow (defintiely not ready for it).&lt;br /&gt;i start working full time in a week. i super love my job. but i dont have the attention span to sit in one place for 8 hours a day!!&lt;br /&gt;its cold outside. the sun went away.&lt;br /&gt;people love to make plans then bail.&lt;br /&gt;my house needs to be cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;im getting progressively larger around the middle.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i cant find an outfit to wear to kate's wedding that doesnt make me look like&amp;nbsp;a whale.&lt;br /&gt;i tried on probably 13 dresses on saturday. none of them fit. &lt;br /&gt;it was distressing.&lt;br /&gt;and, our best friends are moving next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me complain.&lt;br /&gt;contrary to popular&amp;nbsp;belief, complaining &lt;em&gt;does &lt;/em&gt;make you feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-1959778476103505132?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/1959778476103505132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-so-great.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1959778476103505132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1959778476103505132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-so-great.html' title='not so great.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-5444316711481542978</id><published>2010-04-07T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:49:55.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to win.</title><content type='html'>this blog that i read (who also happens to be my french teacher..!) is doing this amazing giveaway that i want to win super bad! to increase my chances...I'm making a post about it. haha. he did the project called ABC Paris. While he has been in Paris over the last few years (okay, the last lot of years) he has taken pictures of things around the city that are especially "Parisian" that look like alphabet letters. He has the whole alphabet, plus some letters have a couple of options. He has an option where you can get the photo of the letter, then at the bottom of the page there is a quote that goes along with the letter. They're super cute. I really love them all. This one in particular is the one that I want to win! There is a super funny quote at the bottom about walking by pastry shops and wanting to buy a sweet. I love it. and isn't the picture just delicious? yum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S70ZWGqhQNI/AAAAAAAABQg/3l3IyAK-PGc/s1600/540962105_kWAp6-M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S70ZWGqhQNI/AAAAAAAABQg/3l3IyAK-PGc/s320/540962105_kWAp6-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, check out his blog &lt;a href="http://takeoutphoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt; and check out the ABC Paris project &lt;a href="http://takeoutphoto.smugmug.com/Art/ABC-Parisgalleries/ABC-Paris-11x14-with-text/11676520_uzudF#823903589_mYt4b"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt; every picture is just awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..cross your fingers that i win. I never win anything!! but hey, this little post just doubled my chances. score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-5444316711481542978?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/5444316711481542978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5444316711481542978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5444316711481542978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-win.html' title='i want to win.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S70ZWGqhQNI/AAAAAAAABQg/3l3IyAK-PGc/s72-c/540962105_kWAp6-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-2235357995623959633</id><published>2010-04-04T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:03:46.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yellowstone.</title><content type='html'>among other fabulous things happening in our life right now -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family just booked 9 bedrooms and 4 1/2 bathrooms in yellowstone national park.&lt;br /&gt;family reunion.&lt;br /&gt;july 14-18.&lt;br /&gt;2 grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;2 parents.&lt;br /&gt;6 aunts and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;18 cousins.&lt;br /&gt;me and greg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. how could this not be the most fabulous party EVER?&lt;br /&gt;we are so excited.&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my family.&lt;br /&gt;i have THE coolest family in the world.&lt;br /&gt;THE COOLEST!&lt;br /&gt;we have so much fun when we are with them.&lt;br /&gt;they are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;and they're all so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 25-june 15: north carolina/new jersey/new york/washington dc extravaganza&lt;br /&gt;june 20 - july 4: cameryn and benson will be here!&lt;br /&gt;(june 20: one year anniversary! wow!) &lt;br /&gt;july 14-july 18: family reunion&lt;br /&gt;july 19-august 9: canada - babysitting my brothers and sister and going to the cabin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even another fun vacation at the beginning of may...if all goes as we hope it will...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a FABULOUS summer we are headed into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S7lgb-xpKaI/AAAAAAAABQY/Ifo0meivLWI/s1600/IMG_1982_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S7lgb-xpKaI/AAAAAAAABQY/Ifo0meivLWI/s320/IMG_1982_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh. we had an easter photo shoot today. our friends gave us the idea to take family pictures every easter. i liked it. and i just bought a cute new sweater. so we borrowed their tradition. this was the only picture that i dare show to the public. and im a little embarrassed to do that. i have chinese eyes..even though there isn't an ounce of chinese in me. my face is chunky. when i smile, my eyes disappear in the big cheeks. the big chunky kind..that are cute on 2 year olds. gross jordan! but in the rest of the photos i look like im pregnant, cuz my stomach is just that gross at the moment. so. i dared not put those up to avoid possible confusion. no. im not pregnant. just fat. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-2235357995623959633?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/2235357995623959633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellowstone.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2235357995623959633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2235357995623959633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellowstone.html' title='yellowstone.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S7lgb-xpKaI/AAAAAAAABQY/Ifo0meivLWI/s72-c/IMG_1982_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-7120299587773265830</id><published>2010-03-23T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:41:15.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer 2010</title><content type='html'>is looking to be just as fabulous as summer 2009! (and trust me...thats hard to do considering all that we got to do last summer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg got accepted into a dental internship seminar program at the University of New Jersey Dental School in Newark!!! we couldn't be more excited. out of 300 applicants, they only picked 20 people!! seriously cool! it runs for a few weeks at the beginning of june. we will try to fly out to north carolina for a few days, then spend some time in new york (he gets the weekends off..so we will head to the city for some delicious food...a broadway show?!), and maybe even vist sean and alena in DC! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dropped all of my classes for spring semester. with the semester only being 6 weeks long, i didn't think that it would be wise to miss 3 weeks. i was a little bummed, because i really wanted to graduate in december, and now i won't graduate until april. but thats alright. an awesome opportunity like this doesn't come up very often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..combine this with hangin out with my brother and sister for 2 weeks at the end of june....thats going to be prettty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention..that it will be sunny. and warm. and i can wear sandals. my feet are longing to see the sun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand. this friday...im getting a manicure and pedicure, going to cheesecake factory and seeing legally blonde: the MUSICAL with my favorite Samantha in the world! i couldn't be more excited. when i start thinking about it..i have trouble focusing on school!! its going to be a longggg week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-7120299587773265830?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/7120299587773265830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/summer-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7120299587773265830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7120299587773265830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/summer-2010.html' title='summer 2010'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-7628602706817075644</id><published>2010-03-20T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:29:25.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the power of the imagination</title><content type='html'>A few days ago my uncle sent me a link to &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/jk_rowling_the_fringe_benefits_of_failure.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Harvard graduation address given by J.K. Rowling. I really liked it a lot - she's so funny!! Plus, she says some really great stuff. She talks about the importance of the power of the imagination and of the "fringe benefits of failure". I would definitely recommend watching the video if you have a few extra minutes. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shower went super super super awesome.&amp;nbsp; it couldn't have gone better. it was a blast. i love hanging out with a bunch of awesome girls, eating, and talking. doesn't get much better!! i wish that we would get together and do it more often. It seems like we always have to wait for some big occasion like a bridal shower to get together. And I don't like it! I wish that we would plan lunch dates like this all the time for no other reason other than that we love to get together. Anyway, it was a blast. yummy food, funny presents, and good conversations. beth and i are going pro. if you need a bridal shower planned anytime soon...give us a call! we kind of rock. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my bestie. She is going to be such a good wife. She's so pretty. She's so smart. and she's so crazy. I remembered today all of the reasons that i love her. I can't wait for her big day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S6V0Sb6-ibI/AAAAAAAABQI/5Y3t6iJWP38/s1600-h/IMG_0618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S6V0Sb6-ibI/AAAAAAAABQI/5Y3t6iJWP38/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S6V0YGkviZI/AAAAAAAABQQ/CAfL5apYgjc/s1600-h/IMG_0603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S6V0YGkviZI/AAAAAAAABQQ/CAfL5apYgjc/s320/IMG_0603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a funny story about one of the many adventures ive had with kate. once upon a time (last fall) we decided to buy a fish. we bought it during the last week of august. he was a pretty pink and purple Siamese fighter fish. we named the little guy edward. we were thrilled. we bought him a cute little bowl, some pretty beads, and the best food walmart had to offer. everyone doubted us. they said our little pet would live for no more than one week, two at the most. everyone started counting down the days til edward died - roommates, family (admittedly even us sometimes...he wasn't the most lively little creature) . well, thanksgiving came and went, so did christmas, then valentines day. pretty soon, it was time for me to go to London. so, i took edward and his pretty home over to my grandparents. they tended him with love and care...for the next three months. tuns out, our little pet lived for almost on year. he was the best fish in the entire world. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-7628602706817075644?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/7628602706817075644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/power-of-imagination.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7628602706817075644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7628602706817075644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/power-of-imagination.html' title='the power of the imagination'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S6V0Sb6-ibI/AAAAAAAABQI/5Y3t6iJWP38/s72-c/IMG_0618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-6089091188310583628</id><published>2010-03-18T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:28:16.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts of the day.</title><content type='html'>- i love getting FREE route 44 vanilla diet dr peppers from sonic. can't beat that! it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;- i love going shopping with sammy to risque parts of spanish fork. hah! it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;- i love buying things for katelyn's bridal shower that i know are going to make her blush.. seriously. its going to be priceless. im such a good friend. i crack myself up. her bridal shower is going to be a blast (well...cross your fingers..!) this is the first party that i've really planned, and i think that its going to be awesome. sometimes i get frustrated because i want everything to be perfect. i want everything to be so awesome that people will always remember it as one of the funnest bridal showers that they have been to - which is a big goal...i know. i like to aim high. haha. i want to have the best of the best. therefore...i end up spending a lot more money than i technically should. i spend money on stupid little details that no one will notice, and that no one really even cares about! but i know that they're there...and i like them! stupid. what a pain! okay...that wasn't meaning to like..talk myself up as the greatest friend ever, haha, because i am definitely not that. but..im just sayin - i get so frustrated when i do stupid things like that!! yesterday while shopping with sam i just went a little nuts, and started buying little things left and right, and it sure added up. dumb! anyway, bridal showers make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;-i love getting food at work. it really makes a difference in my day. yesterday we got green bagles, and today we got orange rolls from shirley's bakery (definitely one of the most delicious bakeries in utah!). it makes me so happy! i love food...i was joking with greg the other day that i eat my feelings. which i suppose is partially true. certain things just make me happy (ie. vanilla diet dr pepper, chocolate molten lava cake from chilis, pf changs). i bombed a test on tuesday night...so what do i do? i make greg take me out to eat so that i will feel better about myself. HA! whoever thought of that?? it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;- speaking of the test...yes i probably bombed it. we haven't gotten our grades back yet, but holy cow. i've never taken such a stupid test! so, at the end i told the teacher my concerns about the test, and he said that he would look over the other student's tests and take my concerns into account. i didn't actually expect that my complaints would help at all...but, turns out there were a ton of other people who complained too! which means...he won't grade us so hard. score. i love that, it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;-we got a free upgrade to dvr...so i record all my favorite shows...watch them in half the time without commericals. my days no longer revolve around my tv shows (which, uh...they never did?). i am liberated! it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;-i had to watch an Iranian movie last night for my humanities of islam class. it was about a blind boy who's dad didn't want him because he was blind. it was heart breaking. it did not make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;-our phones haven't been working properly the last few months. they freeze, they're delayed, la la la. so, greg finally got this genius idea to call verizon and see what they could do for us. turns out, they are sending us both brand spankin new phones!! sweet man!! i can't wait. it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;-i keep having these weird dreams. they freak me out. its turning into a nightly occurance. i do not approve. it does not make me happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;-im having girls night with alena on sat while sean goes to priesthood meeting for their stake conference. then we're all going to go this new mexican place in provo called rubios. (totally not new, just new to provo). it makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...thats all. no pictures. nothing that really means anything. no photo of the day. thats lame. so sorrry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-6089091188310583628?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/6089091188310583628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/6089091188310583628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/6089091188310583628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-of-day.html' title='thoughts of the day.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-4035565910701554853</id><published>2010-03-08T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:34:04.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...here i go again!</title><content type='html'>i have watched mama mia 3 times since we bought it 2 weeks ago. oh my. how i love it. what a feel good movie. greg complains that he can "feel the testosterone leaving his body" when he hears Pearce Brosnan and Colin Firth singing. sorry love! its too good to miss. i just cant get enough of it. such a stupid story line, but such great music!! especially the giant music video at the end. love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are loving our new house. it is so awesome!! we are so happy. it already feels like home! it has its quirks...ie. the toilet keeps flushing for a solid 3 minutes after you push the handle....when the heater turns on it sounds like the entire house is going to lift off into space...the water is either scalding hot or freezing, it is super difficult to find a happy medium...the whole no dishwasher thing BITES!... the floor creaks...the garage is so skinny - it is so hard to get into!...the neighbors jacked our trashcan and filled it with junk...the sink is bright olive green- BUT OH HOW WE LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little brother and sister are coming to visit this summer (atleast they are supposed to...!) i sure hope they do. greg and i are already thinking of all the fun things we can do with them! we are so looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to have a rough draft of my 12 page paper on Rembrandt's crazy Adam and Eve by Wednesday...I'm sure not there yet! whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday i'm going to a muslim friday prayer service for my humanities of islam class...we will see how that goes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got an upgrade with our cable company...210 channels and DVR! oh boy. im so excited for the dvr. we have both certainly missed it!!! we are thrilled. law and order marathons here we come! commercial free! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greg is in the regional tournament for ward basketball tomorrow! woo-hoo. exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S5XNzxBbolI/AAAAAAAABQA/tso324dO7fo/s1600-h/DSC02328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S5XNzxBbolI/AAAAAAAABQA/tso324dO7fo/s320/DSC02328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;dunno if you can read the things on this sign...but they were all over the tube in london. they are the funniest signs!! they are all things that you could do if you had a year's free rent....some of my personal favorites include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-have a botox party&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -kill a zombie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-own a pet squid&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -set up a donkey sanctuary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-pimp my ride&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -get my kicks on route 66&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-learn to rollerdisco&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -get spray tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-get a handbag dog&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -own a pointless collection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-get mum tattoo &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -learn the didgeridoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-shave all body hair&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -eat posh chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-get much needed moob job&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -bathe in champagne&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;they provided so much entertainment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(i promise that some pictures of the day don't have to do with london...but there are just so many good london ones!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/279547707069123024-4035565910701554853?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/4035565910701554853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-i-go-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4035565910701554853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4035565910701554853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-i-go-again.html' title='...here i go again!'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S5XNzxBbolI/AAAAAAAABQA/tso324dO7fo/s72-c/DSC02328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-1967981679590043325</id><published>2010-03-04T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:27:32.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.</title><content type='html'>i just received this email from my crazy Pearl of Great Price teacher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being open book, this test is quite solid because you have every opportunity to get the right answer. If you did not do as well a you think you should have, please do not email me with complaints about the test and accusing me of trying to trick you or whatever (this kind of whining really, really annoys me. You need to take responsbility for your score and not shift the blame to me. Cheers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kidding. what a man. apparently i'm not the only one who bombed the test. what a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-1967981679590043325?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/1967981679590043325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1967981679590043325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1967981679590043325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/ps.html' title='p.s.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-1575754742101555169</id><published>2010-03-04T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:53:45.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ward basketball.</title><content type='html'>i finally decided to be a supportive wife and go to greg's ward basketball game. it was the last one of the tournament (cuz...they lost, unfortunately). i was so glad that i did! he is so dang good! yes, i am biased, but you should have seen his 3 pointers! what a stud. they lost to THE MOST OBNOXIOUS team. which makes it even harder to loose. Bummer. We came home and 20 minutes later he was off to his intermural football game. what a guy. im glad that he goes. he always comes home so happy and talking about how he has so much fun with the guys he goes with. i'm so happy for him. now, if only i could make super great girl friends...wouldn't that be nice? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are slowly packing...today my sweet hubby fixed our garage door opener and hooked up the washer and dryer while i was at school. it was so exciting to drive up to our house, open the garage, drive in from the crazy blizzard, and shut the door, then get out of the car in a dry, warmish sort of place. oh i loved it!! i'm so excited to move. i seriously can't believe how lucky we are to have found this place. i love it so much. i love everything right down to the olive green sinks (oh yeah buddy, straight from the 60's).&amp;nbsp; my boss was nice enough to let me take the day off tomorrow, so hopefully we will be able to get alllll packed up and moved out! saturday morning a few of my sweet sweet friends are coming to help me clean my apartment. so nice of them. rachel didn't even have to be asked. she totally offered. so cool! im a little embarrassed to have them help me clean our apartment...but the help with be much appreciated. i think i might bake them a treat :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a 10 page research paper first draft due on wednesday. have a i started? well, no, i haven't. but don't worry, i wrote my french satire and rocked my french test. so it was a productive day right?? i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: my hair is curly...but so unruly. however, i despise spending an hour doing it everytime i shower. how do i control my amazonian curls and make them pretty and nonfrizzy?? please help. im so sick of this flat ironing routine. plus, it FRIES my poor hair. i know that there are &lt;i&gt;several&lt;/i&gt; hair stylists who read this...please please please help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo.... (so it's not that great of a photo..but a really great memory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S5B-sS_ljVI/AAAAAAAABP4/0hntOq8mEHE/s1600-h/DSC02301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S5B-sS_ljVI/AAAAAAAABP4/0hntOq8mEHE/s320/DSC02301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;once upon a time, it was after dinner at the london centre. everyone had plans for the night, except me and sammy. surprise! so, we hopped on the tube and went down to trafalgar square, walked around a bit, made our way to ciaos for a delicious ice cream creation, and then, hit another wall. we really wanted to do something exciting. we made our way to the dicounted ticket booth, but nothing jumped out at us as being worth the money. so we just kinda walked around aimlessly trying to find something to entertain us. several people from the program had been trying to get tickets to mama mia, but they had repeatedly been told that there were no student tickets. well, we don't take no for an answer! so we walked into the mama mia theater literally 10 minutes before the show started, we put on our cutest faces, and walked up to the ticket window. "do you have any student tickets for tonight's performance?" "let me check...yes i have 2 front row center tickets, 35 pounds" literally we were front and center. so close that we could see the actors spitting when they sang, we could see the hair on sophies legs, and the butterfly tramp stamp that she so feebly tried to cover up with make up. it was awesome. it was so much fun. after the show was over, the cast came back on stage, disco balls were lowered out of the ceiling, and neon colored flashing lights appeared. the cast AND the audience then sang every major song from the production for the next 45 minutes. we were singing at the top of our lungs, dancing in the isles, and having a blast. it was the coolest show. i loved it. i loved even more that is was so completely spur of the moment!! it was a blast. i can't wait until legally blonde. 3 weeks!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-1575754742101555169?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/1575754742101555169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/ward-basketball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1575754742101555169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1575754742101555169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/ward-basketball.html' title='ward basketball.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S5B-sS_ljVI/AAAAAAAABP4/0hntOq8mEHE/s72-c/DSC02301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-2455163188052916066</id><published>2010-03-03T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:39:49.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semi-charmed kinda life.</title><content type='html'>well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we brought our washer and dryer home today!! it was super excited.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to move. im getting antsy. plus. it is affecting my school work.&lt;br /&gt;i cant concentrate while im at school because i have SO MUCH to get done here at home.&lt;br /&gt;i cant concentrate while im at home because i'm trying to figure out where i will put stuff if the new place...and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; stressing over where i am going to put everything and how it is going to fit blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;its all useless stuff to stress over. and i know that. but hey, what can i do. im a stresser.&lt;br /&gt;greg doesnt understand it. he think im stupid. he always says things like - jordan, you just cant stress over that. just stop. ha! i wish i could just stop! that would be lovely. he is always telling me that the amount that i stress is unhealthy..i probably might have to agree with him...it kind of controls me. yikes.&amp;nbsp; but seriously...im just a girl who knows how i want things done, and i know what i have to do to get them done that way, and i do it! and when i can't do it..it freaks me out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, moral of the story, i can't wait to be officially settled into our home sweet home. we are so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a french test tomorrow. you know the kind of test that really...you either know it, or you dont? thats this kind of test. so..i just cant motivate myself to study. i've eaten 2 bags of popcorn - the single serving 100 calorie variety - and drank a whole 33.8 fl oz of my new favorite drink - western family brand flavored sparkling water. yum. seriously... tangerine lime. delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took a pearl of great price test online. in class he told us "be prepared for a ridiculous test. im just testing you on your ability to find facts. i'm testing you on pointless details. i don't care about them, and you probably wont care about them, but i want to know if you can find answers" lovely. and no. that was not a paraphrase. that is a direct quote! not even kidding. not even a little bit. it was ridiculous. ive never been so baffled while taking a test. ever! greg is gone playing basketball...and even though i am home alone, i asked out loud "what the heck? we didn't even MENTION that in class". it was absurd. plus, each of the 31 fabulous questions was worth 3 points. do the math...you do not have to get too many wrong before your grade sucks. and surprise, my grade sucked. consequently, i am in a bad mood. i will have to find my happy face before boy gets home. he says that he doesnt like going out because whenever he comes home im cranky for one reason or another. i try, honey. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3 weeks til legally blonde!! woo hoo!! much needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also...i'm not going to jinx it and post anything on my blog before i have the money in my hand...but seriously, obama just won my support after seeing how much money we are getting back on our tax returns because of a new education credit (or something like that..) seriously. thank you uncle sam. slash barrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side story: i learned in my humanities class that all through elementary school all the way up until he entered law school, obama went by the name "barry". then, when he decided that he wanted to go into politics, he reverted to his cultural roots and changed his name back to barrack. pretty crazy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barry..barrack..harry..george..whatever. im behind you all the way, brother. just keep giving me tax returns like this and im a happy customer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well greg is home. he is antsy to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49FOPsFRwI/AAAAAAAABPg/UV1htSS8VcI/s1600-h/DSC02287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49FOPsFRwI/AAAAAAAABPg/UV1htSS8VcI/s320/DSC02287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49FVWPAC5I/AAAAAAAABPo/aOT6NqwhHU4/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49FVWPAC5I/AAAAAAAABPo/aOT6NqwhHU4/s320/DSC02288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super excited to move to our new happy home. i can't wait. but seriously...this has to have been the coolest place that i have ever lived. i mean, c'mon, i had a drawing room, and a library, and like 7 floors. not to mention the gorgeous street! oh how i love the architecture in london. i love the magnificently old buildings. so gorgeous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my last day in london, my professors wife gave me a bookmark that she bought in london. it is a handmade lace bookmark. and in the card she wrote "I hope that this bookmark will someday remind you that you once lived next door to Kensington Palace." and now i love that bookmark. because it does remind me of the grand adventures that i had during those seven and a half lovely weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could re-live them. i wish that i could re-live them better than i did than i did while i was there. i wish that i could savor every single minute of each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i will...someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49HbuN_BZI/AAAAAAAABPw/bZ_rfF0Aio8/s1600-h/IMG_0710_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49HbuN_BZI/AAAAAAAABPw/bZ_rfF0Aio8/s320/IMG_0710_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(except the boy that i love will be by my side. aw. how romantic)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-2455163188052916066?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/2455163188052916066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/semi-charmed-kinda-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2455163188052916066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2455163188052916066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/semi-charmed-kinda-life.html' title='semi-charmed kinda life.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S49FOPsFRwI/AAAAAAAABPg/UV1htSS8VcI/s72-c/DSC02287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-4453853380940463473</id><published>2010-03-02T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:10:46.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S43RKchRWCI/AAAAAAAABPY/N92AI7OS7Hk/s1600-h/26653_365814371998_513381998_5378096_1258517_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S43RKchRWCI/AAAAAAAABPY/N92AI7OS7Hk/s320/26653_365814371998_513381998_5378096_1258517_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well...we got the house! yay! i'm super excited about it. it just amazes me that we were paying the same amount of rent to rent a tiny apartment and to rent a 2 bedroom (plus garage and huge backyard) house! crazy. me and sam went over there tonight and cleaned it. seriously...what a great friend. she came and helped me clean everything, and with a smile on her face. it doesn't get much cooler than her. no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;while the house is awesome...just let me complain for a second here. we have drained our savings account just trying to get set up. we bought a washer and dryer today. they are great. used..oldish...but so great, and so much cheaper. nonetheless...drained our savings. we only have $100 int he account now. lovely. we bought&amp;nbsp; kitchen table and chairs (which we are so dang excited for...it will be so nice to actually eat at a table!!) used half of the checking account...bought some much needed shelves for the bathroom...used half of what was left in the checking account..bought a decent dish scrubbing brush (cuz we have no dishwasher in the new house)...used half of what was left....you get the picture. we are making really good purchases...they are really much needed..and they arent frivolous...but good grief. what a pain. im sick of not having money. im so sick of it. blah. the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;next week at this time i will be in my new little house and loving it and i wont be remembering all of this stress. thats the plan anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/279547707069123024-4453853380940463473?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/4453853380940463473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4453853380940463473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4453853380940463473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S43RKchRWCI/AAAAAAAABPY/N92AI7OS7Hk/s72-c/26653_365814371998_513381998_5378096_1258517_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-7638100328584374645</id><published>2010-02-26T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:44:51.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANXIETYYY</title><content type='html'>we just applied for the cute little yellow house.&lt;br /&gt;i am a big mess of anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;it probably ruined my entire weekend.&lt;br /&gt;we learned that there are 2 other couples that are going to see it today (luckily we were first)&lt;br /&gt;it was perfect. it was everything we want. &lt;br /&gt;our own little house. i can only imagine.&lt;br /&gt;the best part is, rent will be the same amount as we pay now...only it will be in a house! a real house. &lt;br /&gt;after we filled out the application, we walked outside and i immediately burst into tears. thats how bad i want this house.&lt;br /&gt;im so stressed that we aren't going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;greg thinks im stupid.&lt;br /&gt;but it really stresses me out. &lt;br /&gt;applying for married housing is a whole nother deal than applying for student housing.&lt;br /&gt;credit checks, employment checks, financial obligation evaluations.&lt;br /&gt;im dying. im a mess.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-7638100328584374645?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/7638100328584374645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/anxietyyy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7638100328584374645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7638100328584374645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/anxietyyy.html' title='ANXIETYYY'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-5035592873187647668</id><published>2010-02-25T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:16:07.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah.</title><content type='html'>well...greg is at ward basketball. i have 14 minutes til he gets home. i finally sorta finished my paper due tomorrow. but i have an hour in between work and class :] so. i'll blog instead. even though i really have nothing to say. i just like saying things..just to say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little anxious cuz...we found a super cute little yellow house. we are going to go look at it tomorrow. oh i want to like it so badly. i want it to be our perfect home sweet home. i'm definitely not getting my hopes up. then i get so down when the house sucks. and realistically, it could suck. old houses in provo tend to be...really old. and really beat up. but apparently they just redid this one...we will see. it would certainly be fun to live in a cute little yellow house though wouldnt it? i think it would be delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super excited cuz...this weekend is going to be so great. and so needed. tomorrow we are going to dinner to celebrate greg's 91% on his o-chem midterm. hibachi grill. yum. my favorite! saturday we are going on a group date with kate and beth. bowling..should be interesting..i'm really a great bowler. not. but we get to go for free at byu. score. i'll take it. (clarification..kate and beth both have dates..its not just me kate and beth plus greg...haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confession...im kinda loving ke$sha. yeah she's stupid and ditsy. yeah her songs are even stupider than she is. yeah she doesnt have any real talent. yeah i could sing her songs if i wanted and you probably wouldnt know the difference...but yeah, i like her. her songs are catchy. i sing them when i drive. i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a crush on...apollo ono. its true. its a tiny one. but i think he is cutie. and he's fierce when he skates. i like it. ill be the first to admit..i have no clue who he was til my aunt introduced me... but hey. i jumped on the bandwagon. what can you do? hes a crazy skater! i like watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when...you can feel a super big zit coming in..but you can see it yet...it just hurts like the dickens. yanno the feeling? maybe that was one of those too much information kind of comments. but as i read more blogs, i discover that the kind that i like best are the ones that have character..the ones that arent afraid to be real. so there ya go. it doesnt get more real than that! i look like i re-got the chicken pox. cuuuutee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i re-discovered...fun-dips!! greg and i went to the nicklecade a few weeks ago. the only thing we could afford with our tickets was fun-dips. and i was perfectly okay with that. i love em!! yum. don't worry. i ate them all. i didn't even leave one for him. and technically he was the one who won the tickets. i sucked at the games...except skee ball which i totally rocked. i got lots of practice at skee ball when i was little. im practically a pro. too bad skee ball is skimpy on its tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dUiorD4XI/AAAAAAAABOo/V1kl78Yqd3Y/s1600-h/Photo+on+2010-02-25+at+21.06+%233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dUiorD4XI/AAAAAAAABOo/V1kl78Yqd3Y/s320/Photo+on+2010-02-25+at+21.06+%233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this class...its an advanced writing class. gag. its taught by 2 grad students. they think they're so cool. truth be told...they're actually pretty funny. but. they grade harder than anyone i've ever taken a class from. get this...they gave me an 88% on a resume. how do you grade a resume?? get this too...i copied it from sam. who got a 99% on it. it was the exact same thing. except it had my name and my jobs on it. what the heck?? doesn't make sense to me. they give us so much homework its ridiculous. for example...the 20 source annotated bibliography...which we had one week to do..or the 5 source critical literature review...which we had 2 days to do. lovely. i love college oh so much. cant you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get confused...by this weather!! seriously. whats goin on here? it will be sunny and warm...short sleeves kind of weather.. then the next day, its -7 when i leave for school. seriously? that should probably change! its almost march. the way i see it...spring starts in march..its full fledged spring by april. please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dWEfPMfNI/AAAAAAAABO4/dg5M22GjbOI/s1600-h/DSC02173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dWEfPMfNI/AAAAAAAABO4/dg5M22GjbOI/s320/DSC02173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the loo of the year 2006. and yes folks, i have been there. i used that loo. and what a lovely loo it was. despite the fact that it had no mirror (they took it down so that they could hang up the loo of the year plaque) and no way for me to dry my hands. that kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this particular loo is located in porthcuno. let me tell you about my trip to porthcurno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were scheduled to go to lands end and st. michaels mount. instead our director (who really liked to make final decisions without telling anyone) decided that he wanted to go porthcurno...a beach that he thought he remembered going to once 25 years ago. so he made us leave Polperro early, and drive seriously 3 hours to this beach. we were optimistic..we got out, and it was so anticlimactic. i was bugged. it was so stupid!! hellloooo. who would want to go here instead of st michaels? which by the way, i never got to see thanks to this detour. the beach part was probably as long as half of a football field. thats it. and the water was freezing. and it was raining. good choice tommy. good choice. but...we did get to take a picture infront of the ocean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dYqAgcSVI/AAAAAAAABPA/Jjp-WnIvp6k/s1600-h/IMG_0956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dYqAgcSVI/AAAAAAAABPA/Jjp-WnIvp6k/s320/IMG_0956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;there were these really odd skinny small steps carved into the side of the mountain. where did they go, you may ask? no where. they just went up. or down. depending on which way you look at it i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dYwrOoJpI/AAAAAAAABPQ/i4mKZqXYTuU/s1600-h/DSC02160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dYwrOoJpI/AAAAAAAABPQ/i4mKZqXYTuU/s320/DSC02160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;weird...&lt;/div&gt;but. atleast we got to see the loo of the year 2006?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-5035592873187647668?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/5035592873187647668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/blah-blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5035592873187647668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5035592873187647668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4dUiorD4XI/AAAAAAAABOo/V1kl78Yqd3Y/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-02-25+at+21.06+%233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-9113553758317996888</id><published>2010-02-24T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:28:28.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i take it allll back.</title><content type='html'>well... i spoke too soon. serves me right!&lt;br /&gt;we still have some good options of places that we could move to...we are going to look at another one in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;the super cute condo...turned out to be a condo split into 4 condos....translation it was ITSY BITSY!&lt;br /&gt;there is another option that we both loved when we first saw it..but after we thought about it for a little while neither of us thought that it was really the best thing for us to do right now.&lt;br /&gt;so...maybe a summer back east is still in the cards for us? we will see.&lt;br /&gt;and next time before i get overly excited about something...i will make sure we have decided for sure. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rocked the turquoise sweater today.&lt;br /&gt;i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;i felt sassy.&lt;br /&gt;i walked a little taller all day.&lt;br /&gt;what a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be reading my 47 pages about Islamic philosophy...but seriously, who really wants to do that? not i.&lt;br /&gt;school is really kicking my butt this week. i honestly can't really believe that it is only wednesday night. this week is positively crawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went visiting teaching tonight. it really was a small blessing. it was what i needed to do tonight. isnt it funny how this works...i have so much that needed to get done tonight. i was tired and cold. it was raining outside. i didn't want to do anything really. but i went. and i feel just a little bit better. (only a little...haha) but i have the greatest companion. she's lots of fun. and so positive. who doesn't like to hang out with a positive person?? note to self...be positive...people will want to be your friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite parts of the lesson tonight was this quote by Elder Worthlin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It takes a great amount of faith to say the simple words "We just can't afford that.""&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;oh how hard it is sometimes for me to say those words (haha..simple?? says who?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i like buying things. i like having new things. i like having new clothes...ie turquoise sweaters and new gold heels. its hard for me. i really need to work on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;photo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4XtBfMt5RI/AAAAAAAABOg/M5HxZJw_plg/s1600-h/dsc_5397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4XtBfMt5RI/AAAAAAAABOg/M5HxZJw_plg/s400/dsc_5397.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh how i love this little boy. i guess he isn't so little is he? he really is one of the sweetest boys that i know. when we were younger (okay i wasnt so much younger...it was more like when i was in high school) we just didn't get along. our personalities clashed. but every now and then we would have this little moment where i knew that we were so much like each other. i see so much of my personality in him. it's almost funny!! i love him so much. i have the best brothers. and i love him so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-9113553758317996888?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/9113553758317996888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-take-it-allll-back.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/9113553758317996888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/9113553758317996888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-take-it-allll-back.html' title='i take it allll back.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4XtBfMt5RI/AAAAAAAABOg/M5HxZJw_plg/s72-c/dsc_5397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-4914796568998483777</id><published>2010-02-23T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:12:15.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it is.</title><content type='html'>we have decided. huzzah for us.&lt;br /&gt;we are moving! we got it all cleared with the landlord.&lt;br /&gt;we aren't sure where yet...we have some options...we are going to look at a town home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and oh is it cute!!&lt;br /&gt;we are so excited to have just a tiny bit more space (we will finally be able to have a kitchen table!! yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to target tonight.&lt;br /&gt;and bought the cutest diva heels.&lt;br /&gt;and a turquoise sweater. &lt;br /&gt;its a little bright....i was a little self conscious...im not quite the turquoise sweater wearing type.&lt;br /&gt;but sam said that i &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; be the turquoise sweater wearing type.&lt;br /&gt;and truth be told, i kinda &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to be the turquoise sweater wearing type.&lt;br /&gt;so i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't believe that it is only tuesday. it's shocking how slowly this week has decided to crawl by.&lt;br /&gt;what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;tonight some idiot guy parked in our parking space.&lt;br /&gt;well actually, he parked in two parking spaces...half in our spot and half in the spot next to us.&lt;br /&gt;what a lovely surprise to come home at 10 only to find that you can't park in your parking garage.&lt;br /&gt;good thing we are outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4S0j0XaTXI/AAAAAAAABOY/aoVRu370hpU/s1600-h/boostermainBP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4S0j0XaTXI/AAAAAAAABOY/aoVRu370hpU/s320/boostermainBP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this one is for sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i would just like you to take a minute, samantha darling, to remember this horrifying creation on brighton pier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in no way was this ride fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it swung us way out over the ocean off the edge of the pier. and we were strapped in for dear life, so if the ride had somehow broken and we had fallen, there was no hope of escaping the seat and swimming to the top.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we were stuck. hopelessly stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yes, it was an experience that i will never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;was it worth it? probably not worth the 5 pounds that i paid to ride it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i have honestly never been so terrified while on a ride before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;sheer terror. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i was shaky for atleast an hour afterwords.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh the crazy things that happen across the pond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-4914796568998483777?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/4914796568998483777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-so-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4914796568998483777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4914796568998483777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-so-it-is.html' title='and so it is.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4S0j0XaTXI/AAAAAAAABOY/aoVRu370hpU/s72-c/boostermainBP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-2408158405961385218</id><published>2010-02-22T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:31:00.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for ettie.</title><content type='html'>i dedicate this post to my aunt ettie....who is very opinionated on the subject of my desire to have babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...the day has come. i think i have moved past the baby hunger stage. its true. this is a very good thing. definitely a step in the right direction for now. (mind you...this could be today...and tomorrow could be a whole different story. ill keep you updated. nooo worries.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are trying to figure out our summer plans. we have so many options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. something just came up and we could get out of our apartment contract...and move into this adorable 2 story condo with a garage in orem that we have secretly been coveting for the past couple weeks (best part..it would cost LESS than what we are paying now..if you can even believe that). i would go to school like i have been planning and greg would work. i would graduate in decemeber. i could play with sam everyday all summer. we could see my family a ton like we love to do. there are plenty of pluses in this situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. we are toying with the idea of moving to north carolina for the summer so that greg could do some shadowing with a dentist that he knows. this is a little bit of a scary option to me for several reasons (ie. where would we store all of our stuff, where would we live, what would i do while he was shadowing?)...but i promised greg that i wouldn't dwell on it until we talk it out and make some decisions...so i won't go into the "cons" just yet...instead i will tell you all of the totally awesome things that would come from it! first, greg told me that he would take me to disneyworld for a weekend. (this in and of itself almost made me make the decision right there and then!!) second, we could take advantage of myrtle beach.. i would get a nice tan...play at the beach...eat good food. definite plus. third, there are so many places that i want to go. the job that greg would be working would only be 4 days per week, so we could go on some totally awesome weekend trips (ie. savannah, charleston, new york...oh my) fourth, it would be a blast to just pack up and go for the summer. leave provo, take a break from school...have the guarantee of nice weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. we are applying to a few internships and pre-dental summer programs for greg. any one of these would be super awesome. the thing is...we didn't think to do this until a little too late...so we are pushing the deadlines, and have already missed the deadlines for lots of the programs that we would have loved to get in to. (maybe next summer on those?) problems...we would have to find an apartment in a random state for 2 or 3 months, we would have to find somewhere to store all of our stuff...i wouldn't have anything to do...but again, i promised greg that i wouldn't stress until we know whether or not we actually get accepted to a program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the main three...anyway, im already so stressed out about making this decision..i can only imagine trying to make the decision for 3 of us instead of just 2 of us. wow. so..thats the story of the day that jordan decided that she was super content with her life just the way it is. plus...we like going out to eat...we like randomly going out..we like going to late movies...we like staying up late and sleeping in late....we like spending our money on little extras...i just dont think that i'm ready for that to stop. i see friends of mine who are having babies and buying houses and whatnot. i just cant imagine having that kind of a financial burden (among other things..) right now! I love our (relatively) cheap rental payment and being able to go where we want and do what we want and spend our money how we want, without really having to be too super worried about our budget. its nice. im not ready for that kind of stress. im content. (finally...praise heaven.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...i get stressed out much too easily. its kind of ridiculous. actually very ridiculous. i just dont know how to deal!! every little thing stresses me out. its a mess. but then big things...tests...research papers...they just dont really phase me. i need to work on that big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greg has been taking an o-chem test for the last 3 1/2 hours. he still isn't home. dinner will be done in 6 minutes. blah. a test that long would definitely be the death of me. i would not do so well. bless him for choosing such a major! oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this would definitely have to be one of my favorite memories from london (okay, but seriously...how do you pick a favorite memory?) seriously...this is so much harder than it looks...and those lions are so much bigger and higher up and more slippery and hotter than they look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4MutVSVkHI/AAAAAAAABNY/9BLpHtwSwjo/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4MutVSVkHI/AAAAAAAABNY/9BLpHtwSwjo/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Muv5OTiBI/AAAAAAAABNg/TZQrYf652uw/s1600-h/IMG_1239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Muv5OTiBI/AAAAAAAABNg/TZQrYf652uw/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4MuyqXiUgI/AAAAAAAABNo/98OQx0voq7Q/s1600-h/IMG_1241_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4MuyqXiUgI/AAAAAAAABNo/98OQx0voq7Q/s320/IMG_1241_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu09qwKFI/AAAAAAAABNw/A9LFYnihCeU/s1600-h/IMG_1242_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu09qwKFI/AAAAAAAABNw/A9LFYnihCeU/s320/IMG_1242_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu3aniryI/AAAAAAAABN4/C4-1tQ_RrRM/s1600-h/IMG_1243_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu3aniryI/AAAAAAAABN4/C4-1tQ_RrRM/s320/IMG_1243_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu5512SeI/AAAAAAAABOA/UoV_s4RoeJU/s1600-h/IMG_1245_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu5512SeI/AAAAAAAABOA/UoV_s4RoeJU/s320/IMG_1245_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu8q4rkcI/AAAAAAAABOI/XOg3m-_h9ys/s1600-h/IMG_1248_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu8q4rkcI/AAAAAAAABOI/XOg3m-_h9ys/s320/IMG_1248_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu-00_bVI/AAAAAAAABOQ/D3Oo9SXypMw/s1600-h/IMG_1250_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Mu-00_bVI/AAAAAAAABOQ/D3Oo9SXypMw/s320/IMG_1250_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;well..my boy still isnt home. and dinner is ready...just sitting...and getting cold. its tragic. i know. i hope he survives the black hole that is the testing center....poor boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-2408158405961385218?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/2408158405961385218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-ettie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2408158405961385218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2408158405961385218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-ettie.html' title='for ettie.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4MutVSVkHI/AAAAAAAABNY/9BLpHtwSwjo/s72-c/IMG_1237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-6108316466499237627</id><published>2010-02-20T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:16:18.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey soul sister</title><content type='html'>greg had a practice DAT this morning.&lt;br /&gt;i have to write a 20 source annotated bibliography by monday.&lt;br /&gt;im home alone..the apartment is quiet...what better time than to write the beast?&lt;br /&gt;wrong.&lt;br /&gt;instead, i have completely deep cleaned everything.&lt;br /&gt;mind you...that doesn't take much in our shoe box of an apartment...&lt;br /&gt;but it was a lovely alternative to finding 20 peer reviewed journal articles about this sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AsfE3snzI/AAAAAAAABMY/1yW7rTluE-k/s1600-h/Rembrandt_The_Fall_Of_Man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AsfE3snzI/AAAAAAAABMY/1yW7rTluE-k/s320/Rembrandt_The_Fall_Of_Man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(it is pretty sweet though, huh? oh i do love my major)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;anyway. i listened to a magical combination of hey soul sister, say hey (i love you), fireflies, and -of course- your body is a wonderland., and cleaned away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AudFacwfI/AAAAAAAABMw/da6jguEpR98/s1600-h/IMG_1951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AudFacwfI/AAAAAAAABMw/da6jguEpR98/s200/IMG_1951.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AuYGdW-II/AAAAAAAABMg/fTbb5pERBu4/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AuYGdW-II/AAAAAAAABMg/fTbb5pERBu4/s200/IMG_1949.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in other news...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we discovered (thanks to ettie) this delish new mexican restaurant in springville. oh my -&amp;nbsp; its so yummy! we went last night with sean and alena, then we went and saw leap year in the dollar theater. i had already seen it with sam - and it was just as good the second time! it is so cute. and very funny. i loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tonight i think i'm going to drag greg to see did you hear about the morgans. i want to see it real bad...thats not selfish right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;school is going fine. we are both working hard this semester. greg is in some ridiculous classes. but! we are half way done!! only 35 (ish) more days of classes! its somewhere in the 60's if you include weekends...but who's counting? im trying to decide whether or not to take spring/summer classes this semester. i was totally going to, and then i would graduate in december...(which would be so cool), but recently i've been second guessing myself. greg isn't going to be done for atleast another year and a half...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(sidenote...backstreet boys "get another boyfriend" just came on my ipod. seriously, what great music. good heavens.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...and so i will just be working some crappy 8-5 job (cuz we all know that i won't be able to get a job thats worth working with my major! haha.) and we all know how excited i am about that prospect. so... whats the rush? maybe i should just enjoy my summer working somewhere and gradute in april like everyone else? i just have no idea what to do. heaven help me make a decision! good grief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my best friend katelyn is getting married in april! oh how happy i am for her. and i'm even happier that she is getting married in utah so that i can be there! we went a looked a dresses on monday. she looked so pretty in all of them. the one that she picked is gorgeous and makes her look like a princess. i can't wait for her to start life as a married woman! haha. she is going to be a super fabulous wife. she's gona show us all up. so watch out! beth and i are planning her bridal shower. its gona be stellar. seriously...best bridal shower in bridal shower history. im quite excited about my oh so creative ideas. :] hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;um. im getting fat? yes. its true. im turning into a blob. its disgusting. therefore...im joining a gym. *gasp* i know. you're all shocked. but for real. im not a skinny pretty. im a chunk. thats the end of that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;well. on that note. here is the photo of the day. (it requires a bit of background info...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;when i was on scotland this summer, my dear friend sam thought that it would be a fun idea to force me to hike this mountain called "king arthur's seat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AynoCxURI/AAAAAAAABM4/JLzQOkNNTp4/s1600-h/Arthurs+Seat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AynoCxURI/AAAAAAAABM4/JLzQOkNNTp4/s400/Arthurs+Seat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yes...to the very tip of the ghastly mountain. it was supposedly a "pretty view" from the top. i complained. i kicked and screamed. but everyone was doing it. literally. it was not a peer pressure technique to tell me that. it was definitely the truth. so it was either hike the killer mountain..or chill in edinburgh by myself for a couple of hours. hm. lets see. those choices suck!! so. up the mountain i went. let me give you another perspective of just how giant this sucker is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AzE_2u63I/AAAAAAAABNA/mdjo-_5S9Qw/s1600-h/king+arthur%27s+seat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AzE_2u63I/AAAAAAAABNA/mdjo-_5S9Qw/s400/king+arthur%27s+seat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it is a serious hike!! im not a hiker. thats just the way it is! so...this was the result by the time i got to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AzWe7f_BI/AAAAAAAABNI/_iDWjMG_YA0/s1600-h/DSC02229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AzWe7f_BI/AAAAAAAABNI/_iDWjMG_YA0/s400/DSC02229.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;if this picture does not make you laugh...nothing ever will...except perhaps this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Azivnnd6I/AAAAAAAABNQ/EdEE9-aPiQk/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4Azivnnd6I/AAAAAAAABNQ/EdEE9-aPiQk/s400/DSC02230.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy. im smokin. greg is such a lucky guy dont you think?&amp;nbsp; seriously - it doesnt get uglier than that. this was my "im seriously disappointed with this view, which is not at all worth that death hike that i just took" face. plus, it was so dang windy up there i almost blew off. good gracious. what an unattractive person i can be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. thats enough self-humiliation for today! hope life is treating you well :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-6108316466499237627?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/6108316466499237627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-soul-sister.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/6108316466499237627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/6108316466499237627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-soul-sister.html' title='hey soul sister'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S4AsfE3snzI/AAAAAAAABMY/1yW7rTluE-k/s72-c/Rembrandt_The_Fall_Of_Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-4324991825851697348</id><published>2010-02-14T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:28:10.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i borrowed this from sam...</title><content type='html'>and oh how i love it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-4324991825851697348?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/4324991825851697348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-borrowed-this-from-sam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4324991825851697348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4324991825851697348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-borrowed-this-from-sam.html' title='i borrowed this from sam...'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-8542912563480139402</id><published>2010-02-04T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:21:20.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes..</title><content type='html'>sometimes i watch too much tlc.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just really really want a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S2t9fUZHBBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DzRo4WWOU_s/s1600-h/cute-baby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S2t9fUZHBBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DzRo4WWOU_s/s320/cute-baby1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;sometimes i want a girl so that i can dress her in tutu's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;sometimes i want to name her isabella...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;sometimes i want to name her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;stella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;sometimes i want to name her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;CLARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S2t9DIanN-I/AAAAAAAABMA/q09tmaDodLw/s1600-h/tutu-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S2t9DIanN-I/AAAAAAAABMA/q09tmaDodLw/s320/tutu-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want a little boy so that i can put him in chucks.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to name him &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to name him &lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to name him&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S2t9RimWQVI/AAAAAAAABMI/3rMeUiymi6g/s1600-h/chuck_two620x392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S2t9RimWQVI/AAAAAAAABMI/3rMeUiymi6g/s320/chuck_two620x392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but only sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-8542912563480139402?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/8542912563480139402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8542912563480139402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>since i'm sure i have so many people reading my blog who want an update..here ya go! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is...going pretty great. my classes this semester are actually surprisingly interesting. i'm in a humanities of islam class that is really super interesting. only problem - it's an hour and 15 minute class. i clock out after the regular 50 minutes. for the other 25 i'm just plain antsy!! i'm also in a pearl of great price class - it is hands down my favorite religion class that i have ever taken. i have never learned so many things! each class period is so fascinating. i love it. i'm registered for spring and summer classes. 9 credits each term! i hope i survive. i'm so ready to graduate though!! i just have to push through it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am grateful for...the temple being so close. we've been able to go a few times since we got home from Christmas break. i just love it! i feel so happy whenever we come home from being there. i am also grateful for sammy. my lifesaver of a friend. she just gets me. she thinks like i do. she understands me. we don't have to talk. just sit. i like it. she's fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get frustrated when...people don't give credit to BYU for being as hard as it is...or in other words when people think that the grades that they get at other universities are comparable to the grades that BYU students get. I work way harder than you...so just cuz you get good grades - doesn't really mean much to me!&amp;nbsp; not that i'm stuck up or anything...i promise i'm not. but i'm just sayin. i get frustrated when people don't give the credit that's due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love...vanilla diet coke from sonic, owl city, cheesecake brownies, my big comfy bed, google translate, popcorn, blankets, socks, veronica mars (new tv show addiction...too bad it was actually on tv a couple years ago) shade clothing sales, my new rock and republic jeans, toast with butter and honey...just to name a few of my recent loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get happy when...the sun is so shiny! it has been beautiful the last couple days. so sunny. yesterday when i was driving home from school my car said that it was 49 degree's outside! so nice. i love it. i cant wait for spring. apparently the groundhogs this year were conflicted in their opinion..some saw their shadows and some didnt...really? lets just all agree on a story. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am recently addicted to...get this...pickles and cheese. i know that's disgusting sounding. but no joke - a valasic dill pickle..and a slice of extra sharp cheese. YUM! i'm not even kidding. its delish. i'm also addicted to walmart brand carbonated flavored water that comes in giant bottles. no sugar..no aspartame...just delicious yum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went..to the basketball game on saturday night. super fun. im way glad that we decided to go. it was byu v utah. so it was fun to be there simply by virtue of the fact that it was against our greatest rivals. the crowd was electric. you could feel the buzz in the air. and talk about the opening of the game...i have never seen such an awesome opening!! i was totally giggling the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw...the movie leap year a few weeks ago. it is totally adorable. i love it. and would definitely see it again. it was the perfect chick flick. not too gaga, not too serious, super funny. it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started...project 356. (no, it's not a photo project like everyone else...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen to....so mcuh country music these days! oh how i love it. it makes me feel happy. its kinda how love should be. i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited for...valentines day!! this is my first married valentines day...greg better not leave me hangin!! last valentines day was...amazing. because i planned it. alena and i stayed up ALL night heart attacking greg and seans apartment. we planed an amazingly extravagant scavenger hunt all through provo - a sort of walk through our relationship, if you will. presents at every stop. it was super cute, if i do say so myself. the scavenger hunt ended at the hot springs in the mountains with zupas for dinner. seriously. it was bomb. one of the funnest dates that i've been on in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.thats all. boring post. no pictures. no real stories. mostly..i'm just sitting in the library waiting for greg to get out of class and i'm sick of doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-7509226819272503134?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/7509226819272503134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-awaitedim-sure.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7509226819272503134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/7509226819272503134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-awaitedim-sure.html' title='long awaited...i&apos;m sure.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-6051378544254488661</id><published>2010-01-23T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T08:55:11.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a little boy...infact...i want this little boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUrmPYhu9Rc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;with, who other, than Sam...my only/bestest friend :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wow. I can't even say how excited I am. SOO excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;March 26!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S1Uf_rjAmSI/AAAAAAAABL4/6qNY8RI6u5Y/s1600-h/LegallyBlondeAlbumCover1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S1Uf_rjAmSI/AAAAAAAABL4/6qNY8RI6u5Y/s400/LegallyBlondeAlbumCover1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/279547707069123024-3018183148637803214?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/3018183148637803214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-excited.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3018183148637803214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3018183148637803214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-excited.html' title='so excited!'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S1Uf_rjAmSI/AAAAAAAABL4/6qNY8RI6u5Y/s72-c/LegallyBlondeAlbumCover1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-2462617031469592644</id><published>2010-01-09T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:36:07.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh5WzpfYI/AAAAAAAABKg/X1jhryejN5w/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh5WzpfYI/AAAAAAAABKg/X1jhryejN5w/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh9tZsjVI/AAAAAAAABKo/OsLG88inkkA/s1600-h/IMG_1880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh9tZsjVI/AAAAAAAABKo/OsLG88inkkA/s320/IMG_1880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liDw4i-MI/AAAAAAAABKw/vKO5bpbOucc/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liDw4i-MI/AAAAAAAABKw/vKO5bpbOucc/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas break 2009 began with a lovely trip to las vegas. we met greg's parents for a weekend so that they could go to the BYU football game. We stayed at the Trump Hotel. It was nothing short of AMAZING! and yes. i took pictures of the bathroom! First of all, there was a tv BUILT IN to the mirror. genius!! Who doesn't want to watch tv while getting ready? amazing! I loved it. The shower was HUGE and so was the bathtub. it was like a swimming pool. lovely. while we were there we went to see Beatles LOVE by Cirque du soleil. it was so so so cool. I have never seen anything quite like it!! I loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liHoh1byI/AAAAAAAABK4/m1FP1qV-DsI/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liHoh1byI/AAAAAAAABK4/m1FP1qV-DsI/s320/IMG_1887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after a few days we headed down to california to meet my family for christmas eve. we played in lovely 75 degree weather, sat in the hot tub, saw avatar (in imax 3d....it kind of made me feel sick), and had a wonderful christmas. it was so much fun. we had such a blast. we headed to charlotte for new years. we started out the week with a trip to myrtle beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lhy4HkXMI/AAAAAAAABKA/RMMsChDsrZM/s1600-h/img_0907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lhy4HkXMI/AAAAAAAABKA/RMMsChDsrZM/s320/img_0907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lhz1a-7XI/AAAAAAAABKI/pAUqD1aGfe8/s1600-h/img_0908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lhz1a-7XI/AAAAAAAABKI/pAUqD1aGfe8/s320/img_0908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we ate delicious food, saw the beach, and...went go-karting!! first timer here. it was such a blast. i had a giddy smile on my face the whole time. and to make it even better...i beat both greg and his dad...both veteran go-karters.&amp;nbsp; it was a rush for sure! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh02vNUDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DUIHFtPUEaY/s1600-h/img_0916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh02vNUDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DUIHFtPUEaY/s320/img_0916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh1XxoHrI/AAAAAAAABKY/_CqKVIvJB_0/s1600-h/img_0917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh1XxoHrI/AAAAAAAABKY/_CqKVIvJB_0/s320/img_0917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liJm8WoVI/AAAAAAAABLA/hI0PYVb9g64/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liJm8WoVI/AAAAAAAABLA/hI0PYVb9g64/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the next day we headed down to charleston, sc for the day. it was such a charming place! i loved it. all of the houses were so cool looking. i loved it. it was beautiful! i could have stayed there all week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liLHojbuI/AAAAAAAABLI/OWGaol2YCPg/s1600-h/IMG_1913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liLHojbuI/AAAAAAAABLI/OWGaol2YCPg/s320/IMG_1913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liN80GuRI/AAAAAAAABLQ/QnLvZreK8Bc/s1600-h/IMG_1914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liN80GuRI/AAAAAAAABLQ/QnLvZreK8Bc/s320/IMG_1914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liQ7rOIqI/AAAAAAAABLY/ZlkqwIyWB2k/s1600-h/IMG_1916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liQ7rOIqI/AAAAAAAABLY/ZlkqwIyWB2k/s320/IMG_1916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liS_PC0bI/AAAAAAAABLg/oXOjqoqPrjk/s1600-h/IMG_1917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0liS_PC0bI/AAAAAAAABLg/oXOjqoqPrjk/s320/IMG_1917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it was such a great break. we were sad to leave! but, it's good to be back. our first night back in our apartment, we both said "oh it feel so good to be back in our own bed". plus...we are back to our usual eating habits. over the christmas break i gained fifteen pounds in two weeks.... you think im kidding... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;school is going well, but we're are both keeping busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one week down...fourteen more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lms69z3NI/AAAAAAAABLw/Sg2eE5aSQA8/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lms69z3NI/AAAAAAAABLw/Sg2eE5aSQA8/s320/IMG_1919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/279547707069123024-2462617031469592644?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/2462617031469592644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/01/chirstmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2462617031469592644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2462617031469592644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2010/01/chirstmas.html' title='christmas!'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/S0lh5WzpfYI/AAAAAAAABKg/X1jhryejN5w/s72-c/IMG_1879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-4598183679897090314</id><published>2009-12-09T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:47:57.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter musings.</title><content type='html'>1. it was 0 degrees Farenheit today. literally. that is way too stinkin cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. one more day of classes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. old navy&amp;nbsp;has super cute stockings on sale - for only $1.00! and they're very very cute. don't worry. i bought 9. one for everyone in my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. me and gravy have this obnoxious thing going on - we literally can not get mad at each other for more than a few minutes without one of us (which leads to both of us) bursting into laughter. its horrible!! i can't prove a point. i can't make him think im mad. i can't stay mad no matter how hard i try. its frustrating! okay so there's actually nothing horrible about it. i suppose it's actually really a great thing. but...frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. we're officially done christmas shopping!! for everyone...except each other.&amp;nbsp;but that will be done tomorrow! so exciting. i'm so excited about the presents that we are giving this year. we put so much thought into them, and i'm just really excited to give them away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. we've had another little fun surprise thrown into our christmas vacation. gregs parents are going to fly down to vegas and meet us for 2 days on our way to california! greg and his parents are going to go to the vegas bowl to see BYU play, while I get my hair done by my favorite person!! it's been almost a year since she's done my hair. i really can't tell you how excited i am about it! we are staying at the trump hotel on the strip (exciting!), hopefully going to go see a show, and eating amazing food! (ie. claim jumper. my favorite thing about las vegas.&amp;nbsp;giant pretzels with extra cheese, diet coke, black tie chicken pasta, chocolate chip cream cheese pie!&amp;nbsp;ohh boy) it will be a fun little diversion! then off to califonrnia! sunshine, hot tubs, movies, food, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i'm totally gona get straight a's again this semester :] woo-hoo!! scholarship finally please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. danny won the biggest loser. Better him than rudy...but still..why not amanda?? i liked her most. and she looked smokin at the finale! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. last night at old navy i bought the CUTEST sweatpants that i have ever had. i will post a picture asap. They're bright orange and pink striped. oh boy. i love them. greg tried to make me wait until christmas to wear them - ya right!!! they're my new favorite article of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i've been married for almost 6 months. thats a long time! haha. i know what you're all thinking...no, it's not that long. but it kind of is! a lot has happened, we've both changed and grown and done so much. i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. we had some friends over for dinner on sunday night. i had a pretty delish recipe to make to dinner, but i needed something super for dessert. in my head i remembered seeing a picture of a blackberry peach cobbler. i had my heart set on it. i went through every single dessert page of every single cookbook that i own (not that many..but still..a big effort) and i couldn't find the picture! so, i recruited greg. we again went through every single dessert page of every single cookbook. not there. so, i decided to go back through all of the blogs that i read where people post recipes - thinking, obviously it had to be there. i knew that i had for sure seen it somewhere!!! i went back for 2 months worth of blogs. nothin! so, i remembered that a few days ago i had been waiting for greg to get out of class and i had looked through some cookbooks there. of course! it was obviously at the BYU bookstore. so, we packed up in the middle of the freezing snow, and drove to the bookstore. we dilligently looked through all of the dessert pages of like 15 cookbooks. NO BLACKBERRY PEACH COBBLER. we were about to head to costco, where i also remember seeing a cookbook....when i decided that i would just google it and see what images popped up. low and behold. i found it. 3 hours later... so. we made it. and it turned out disgusting. BUMMER!!! never again will i got running around the city in the snow trying to find a stupid recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. thats all. thanks bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-4598183679897090314?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/4598183679897090314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-musings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4598183679897090314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/4598183679897090314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-musings.html' title='winter musings.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-2357663584951345205</id><published>2009-12-07T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:41:27.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Supreme Court has ruled that they cannot have a nativity scene in Washington, D.C. This wasn't for any religious reasons. They couldn't find three wise men and a virgin. -Jay Leno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-2357663584951345205?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/2357663584951345205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/thought-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2357663584951345205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/2357663584951345205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/thought-of-day.html' title='thought of the day.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-3865778258953060811</id><published>2009-12-05T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:59:01.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>date night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGhDIsldI/AAAAAAAABJE/ZwlaGtcwFYk/s1600-h/IMG_1866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGhDIsldI/AAAAAAAABJE/ZwlaGtcwFYk/s320/IMG_1866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for date night tonight we went up to the byu basketball game at the delta center in salt lake with our best friends! it was a blast. im turning into a chunk. its true. we dont have a single picture from tonight where i dont look like a cream puff. we're going to have to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGj17axxI/AAAAAAAABJM/m_21hxjNAak/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGj17axxI/AAAAAAAABJM/m_21hxjNAak/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after the game we went to cpk for dinner (delish!!) and then went to check out the lights on temple square - a must!! it was freeezing (surprise). so our trip was a little fast...i couldn't feel my toes after a few minutes! 28 degrees. ouch!! california in 2 weeks! i'm counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGmU5iJQI/AAAAAAAABJU/MPGm4ycAh48/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGmU5iJQI/AAAAAAAABJU/MPGm4ycAh48/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGookpIJI/AAAAAAAABJc/n8vPMXL-418/s1600-h/IMG_1876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGookpIJI/AAAAAAAABJc/n8vPMXL-418/s400/IMG_1876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGvGJnhqI/AAAAAAAABJs/Wm3mayISWqk/s1600-h/IMG_1878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGvGJnhqI/AAAAAAAABJs/Wm3mayISWqk/s640/IMG_1878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGsNXCJyI/AAAAAAAABJk/W_TMAsCqCEw/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGsNXCJyI/AAAAAAAABJk/W_TMAsCqCEw/s640/IMG_1877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; we love sean &amp;amp; alena (better known in our house as "shaleena" haha) and we have so much fun with them!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-3865778258953060811?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/3865778258953060811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/date-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3865778258953060811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3865778258953060811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/date-night.html' title='date night'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxtGhDIsldI/AAAAAAAABJE/ZwlaGtcwFYk/s72-c/IMG_1866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-8109406211708042266</id><published>2009-12-04T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:35:40.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello :]</title><content type='html'>hellllooooo blogging world. we have been on a sort of hiatus i suppose. life has been a litttle nutty. i swear, i have never had such a busy busy semester! its crazy. In the last 3 days i've written a 10 page paper, and 2 4 page papers! seriously crazy. my ten page paper was about this beauty by artist elihu vedder (ellie-who vay-der...pretty sweet huh?? if nothing else, the artist's got a cool name!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/Sxn7eA3XSEI/AAAAAAAABGc/qt9asUL6VSY/s1600-h/vedder2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/Sxn7eA3XSEI/AAAAAAAABGc/qt9asUL6VSY/s640/vedder2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;check out that sucker! and try writing a 10 page paper about it. HEADACHE!! but at the same time, it makes me feel kind of intelligent that I pulled it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals are in just one week!! this semester flew. i really don't feel like i've learned enough this semester to be taking a final on anything (except maybe dear elihu) one year from now i'll be a BYU grad! i hope i make it. this is rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're so excited for christmas. we will head down to california for a few days to be with my family. doesn't get much better than that...sunshine, swimming pool, hot tub, good food, movies, my favorite little boys (who sadly aren't that little anymore) and best of all - 18 hours in the car with my love. it's so totally nerdy. but I love going on road trips with him. this summer we spent 100s of hours (literally) in the car together - and it was a blast!! i can't wait. best of all - not a single thing related to school that i have to think about! hurrah! i'm so excited to be with my family for christmas this year. last year was my first christmas away from my family...and it was pretty dang hard for me! i bawled in the airport (but it ended up being a super fun trip!! it was just hard to leave) anyway, i'm quite excited for this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after california we will head back east to north carolina for new years! which i'm equally excited for!! we're hoping to go to myrtle beach while we are there!! i'm really super excited for this. i've been once before, and i totally loved it.it's going to be an awesome break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. as i'm typing this, I'm watching some stupid show on TLC, but the girl on the show is named....STELLA!! okay. anyone who has talked to me in the last few weeks knows...i love love love this name. I want a baby girl named Stella. Stella Ettie Cook. HOW ADORABLE? It seriously doesn't get much cuter. Baby Stella....aw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. moving on. we bought a christmas tree!! actually, technically speaking. i did. haha. i went shopping with my aunt on black friday, and came home with a tree! decorations and all. surprise honey!&amp;nbsp; anyway, it looks like a who-tree from a dr. seuss book. its skinny and short, and the branches are sparse...and i LOVE it!! our decorations are all pink and green and blue and SPARKLEY mmm. i love them. our tree topper is my abolsutel favorite part.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAsEskBSI/AAAAAAAABG0/p0Rt_c1dg68/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAsEskBSI/AAAAAAAABG0/p0Rt_c1dg68/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAvwoZVJI/AAAAAAAABG8/jvX6VYDCvmw/s1600-h/IMG_1844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAvwoZVJI/AAAAAAAABG8/jvX6VYDCvmw/s320/IMG_1844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAzqp_5OI/AAAAAAAABHE/PsTCJTwAew8/s1600-h/IMG_1845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAzqp_5OI/AAAAAAAABHE/PsTCJTwAew8/s320/IMG_1845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoA3tyShwI/AAAAAAAABHM/Qag92EYzu6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoA3tyShwI/AAAAAAAABHM/Qag92EYzu6Y/s320/IMG_1847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoApaS8JII/AAAAAAAABGs/Sd9Xh1EfX20/s1600-h/IMG_1840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoApaS8JII/AAAAAAAABGs/Sd9Xh1EfX20/s320/IMG_1840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoA6UU3Z9I/AAAAAAAABHU/OqaoWpFd8i4/s1600-h/IMG_1848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoA6UU3Z9I/AAAAAAAABHU/OqaoWpFd8i4/s400/IMG_1848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoA8heDSHI/AAAAAAAABHc/FDN0vEgdtJY/s1600-h/IMG_1850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoA8heDSHI/AAAAAAAABHc/FDN0vEgdtJY/s400/IMG_1850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAmCwXF9I/AAAAAAAABGk/W01j6Jr6T6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoAmCwXF9I/AAAAAAAABGk/W01j6Jr6T6Y/s320/IMG_1838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;backtracking a little... when new moon came out last month i totally had tickets at midnight. and we totally had a pre-party and totally made totally awesome slash totally adorable tshirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoB5Q-CxtI/AAAAAAAABHs/C9HZxgJc7dw/s1600-h/IMG_1819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoB5Q-CxtI/AAAAAAAABHs/C9HZxgJc7dw/s400/IMG_1819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"oven or freezer, heater or ac, fire or ice, fur or fangs, werewolf or vampire, jacob or edward?"&lt;br /&gt;"i (heart) him"&lt;br /&gt;"Jacob is hotter than Edward...literally." &lt;br /&gt;"i don't date disco balls"&lt;br /&gt;"i (heart) boys that sparkle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun. i love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately... my sweet boy got totally sick 15 minutes before we were supposed to leave for the movie. so, i sent my friends on their way and played nurse to my sick husband. i wasn't very good at it. but i tried! i guess i love boys that are sick more than boys that sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky for me - i have an amazing friend who bought me a ticket (AND popcorn AND diet coke) for the next day. so i saw it. and surprise, i LOVED it. cheesy and silly and cute and poorly acted. and i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i had some of those same AMAZING friends over to watch ben hur for a humanities class that we're in. the movie was cool i guess. but i had so so so much fun. i love having friends. i love having girls that i like...that like me too :] we have fun together. and i'm so happy that i have them! for the first few months that we were married i didn't really go out with anyone except greg. which - was GREAT! but... there's something that I really, really missed about hanging out with girls. it was just hard for me to go from living with 5 of them..to living with slash not really ever even talking with them. it's weird how things change when you get married. atleast how they changed for me. there are some people that i thought that i would always always be best friends with, that i don't even talk to anymore. i have no idea what's going on in their lives, or if they ever think about me anymore. kay that kind of sounds like a sob story, and i dont mean for it to. i just think that its sad. and its been really hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on! good thing that i have greg. my wonderful fabulous amazing husband. i'm just gonna take a second and tell you all just how awesome he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gets me and puts up with me and understands me like no one else does or has or ever can. he knows when i need him. example...today, i had a really hard time in one of my classes. i didn't even tell greg about it, but when he picked me up from school...he had nothing other than a route 44 diet coke with vanilla from sonic.&amp;nbsp; seriously? he is amazing. wednesday night i was trying to write this impossible paper (analyzing mozarts violin sonata 2. gag.) and so i locked myself in my room. a little while later he surprised me with homemade chicken parmigiana and garlic bread (a favorite!) it was so nice of him.&amp;nbsp; it's small things like that that happen every day that make my life so great. im just so lucky. ah. i am the luckiest girl in...the world. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJQ_fZcGI/AAAAAAAABI0/tQQ3QXqJoZc/s1600-h/IMG_4125a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJQ_fZcGI/AAAAAAAABI0/tQQ3QXqJoZc/s640/IMG_4125a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i love him oh so much, i consented to freeze my butt off and go to the byu vs. utah game with him last saturday. and boy was it freeeezing. we had a little tailgate party with my family before hand. it was super fun! i seriously have the most awesome family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJB3teC8I/AAAAAAAABH0/uEU_r8-Uj18/s1600-h/IMG_1855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJB3teC8I/AAAAAAAABH0/uEU_r8-Uj18/s400/IMG_1855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJDz687DI/AAAAAAAABH8/9fSn5VgQMCc/s1600-h/IMG_1857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJDz687DI/AAAAAAAABH8/9fSn5VgQMCc/s400/IMG_1857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJFsFEwFI/AAAAAAAABIE/hUY6e5xQpJg/s1600-h/IMG_1858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJFsFEwFI/AAAAAAAABIE/hUY6e5xQpJg/s400/IMG_1858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJHaBYfUI/AAAAAAAABIM/wgUusE3TJCc/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJHaBYfUI/AAAAAAAABIM/wgUusE3TJCc/s400/IMG_1859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJJma27NI/AAAAAAAABIU/I0CCWt-Jjr8/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJJma27NI/AAAAAAAABIU/I0CCWt-Jjr8/s400/IMG_1860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJLm8WFzI/AAAAAAAABIc/2HfFlVsjE0U/s1600-h/IMG_1862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJLm8WFzI/AAAAAAAABIc/2HfFlVsjE0U/s400/IMG_1862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game was actually really fun! for the first half of the game, we had awesome seats and i was completely enjoying myself. it was a close game, lots of exciting things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJNJQh6MI/AAAAAAAABIk/ZIo6MYc9aXw/s1600-h/IMG_1864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJNJQh6MI/AAAAAAAABIk/ZIo6MYc9aXw/s400/IMG_1864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN...the sun went down. and the wind started blowing a little bit..and i was done. it was so stinkin cold i didn't even know what to do with myself. i was wearing 2 shirts, a sweatshirt, a winter coat, mittens,&amp;nbsp; 2 pairs of leggings, jeans, winter boots, socks. PLUS i had a blanket. and it still wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJOwbZ4lI/AAAAAAAABIs/7Z4roeDLezE/s1600-h/IMG_1865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SxoJOwbZ4lI/AAAAAAAABIs/7Z4roeDLezE/s400/IMG_1865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greg bought some hot chocolate - super delicious hot chocolate by the way - which made the final quarter bearable. and it was totally worth it. the outcome of the game was fabulous. greg rushed the field with my cousin jake. it was super exciting. im totally content with my one football experience of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully with life calming down a little bit ill be able to blog more? but don't hold your breath. i kind of really suck at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. thought of the day....i was so lucky to live here for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/Sxoa2aGyyNI/AAAAAAAABI8/JOyBYqZgtbE/s1600-h/4737_84585174295_597179295_1914607_1026805_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/Sxoa2aGyyNI/AAAAAAAABI8/JOyBYqZgtbE/s640/4737_84585174295_597179295_1914607_1026805_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh how i love that city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-8109406211708042266?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/8109406211708042266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8109406211708042266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8109406211708042266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html' title='hello :]'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/Sxn7eA3XSEI/AAAAAAAABGc/qt9asUL6VSY/s72-c/vedder2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-6152048332066235378</id><published>2009-11-18T09:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:57:53.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tollipop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tollipop.com/"&gt;http://www.tollipop.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i really suck at blogging lately. what can i say, life is crazy. but...i have found time to find this new blog, that i totally love. i think her stuff is darling. i want to win a giveaway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lots of super exciting stuff coming up (ie. new moon at midnight plus pre-movie extraveganza). i will be sure to sufficiently document and post our fun night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-6152048332066235378?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/6152048332066235378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/11/tollipop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/6152048332066235378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/6152048332066235378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/11/tollipop.html' title='tollipop'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-640830627605960117</id><published>2009-11-10T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:01:25.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>definitely blog worthy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcP2mdnYbcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcP2mdnYbcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn it up really loud.&lt;br /&gt;still laughing the 23 time ive watched it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-640830627605960117?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/640830627605960117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/11/definitely-blog-worthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/640830627605960117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/640830627605960117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/11/definitely-blog-worthy.html' title='definitely blog worthy.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-3655051690050487640</id><published>2009-10-29T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:44:36.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers.</title><content type='html'>over the last four months (that's IT?! sometimes it's really hard for me to believe that we've only been married for four months. anyway.) Greg has randomly come home with flowers a few times! Usually it happens to be the day after an argument or when i've just taken a really hard test or something. so i've never really thought too hard about it. i just assumed that i have an adorable husband who buys me presents. (which i do..im not trying to refute that statement :] hah) so on tuesday he comes home with flowers again! suuuper pretty purple ones with roses mixed in. i asked him why he bought them?! we hadn't gotten in a fight, i didnt have a test, nothing big was going on. my sweet husband answered "Jord, I &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; buy you flowers on the 27th". aww. so silly me, just assuming that he was randomly buying flowers once a month. He was always bringing them home on the 27...the day we got married. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he AMAZING?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-3655051690050487640?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/3655051690050487640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3655051690050487640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/3655051690050487640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers.html' title='flowers.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-682699444709477889</id><published>2009-10-08T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:34:23.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;music speaks to me. it just does. i love it. it helps me deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tonight was one of 'those nights'. hopefully someone else out there understands. just a weird night. well, i layed there and listened to this music, and it made me kind of get out of this funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its obnoxious when you go to someone's page and music starts blaring while you're in the middle of listening to another song (rachel) but, give this playlist a shot. these are my latest obsessions. the first song was on the first few episodes of so you think you can dance. i'm obsessed with it. many a night ive made poor greg listen to me blare it while i fall asleep. i think its magical. the rest of the songs...are equally as magical. all in their own way. this is my new favorite playlist. yanno..the 10 songs that i listen to nonstop until i get sick of them and can't stand to hear them anymore. but we haven't gotten there yet :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so. if any of you are having one of 'those nights' maybe you should go in your room, turn off all the lights, lay in bed, and listen to this playlist. it tends to fix those sorts of nights.... not that i know this from doing it on a weekly basis :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/279547707069123024-682699444709477889?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/682699444709477889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/music.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/682699444709477889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/682699444709477889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/music.html' title='music.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-8653429941105492532</id><published>2009-10-08T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:00:41.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so funny pictures.</title><content type='html'>i had to post a link to my aunts blog. seriously, &lt;a href="http://loco-in-the-coconut.blogspot.com/2009/10/awkward-solo-photo-grey.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; is hilarious. i love it. thanks for a good laugh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-8653429941105492532?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/8653429941105492532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-funny-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8653429941105492532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8653429941105492532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-funny-pictures.html' title='so funny pictures.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-5583005301584922398</id><published>2009-10-06T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:40:10.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fall so far.</title><content type='html'>life lately is just grand. im so happy. i love my life. i love my husband. i love my job. i love my friends. i love my family. i love my apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep in mind..this is not how i feel everyday...infact i think even yesterday i felt quite the opposite of this. however, today is a really great day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have one midterm left. &lt;br /&gt;i have no more papers for a week. &lt;br /&gt;byu FINALLY decided to turn on the heat in their buildings! (aka..my office is no longer a freezer!)&lt;br /&gt;my boy bought me pretty purple flowers.&lt;br /&gt;we're going out with our friends this weekend to THE PIE! yum. pretty dang good pizza.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was shining and warm while i was outside studying for my french test.&lt;br /&gt;my french test is over...&lt;br /&gt;i finally dyed my hair back and covered up my nasty roots. it feels great.&lt;br /&gt;my grandparents homemade donuts...which we now have at our apartment. isnt THAT lovely?&lt;br /&gt;we had delish alfredo for dinner last night.&lt;br /&gt;a trip to london is within reach.... (this is the biggest happy factor in my life at the moment :] )&lt;br /&gt;i got 100% on the multiple choice part of one of my exams - the screen in the testing center said "perfect&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; score!" it was grand&lt;br /&gt;we finally got (courtesy of gregs parents) a COFFEE TABLE for our living room!! much needed. now we can do homework without having 5 books piled up on our laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-5583005301584922398?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/5583005301584922398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5583005301584922398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5583005301584922398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-so-far.html' title='fall so far.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-120095905360011742</id><published>2009-09-24T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:46:21.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>follow up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4U-Qz8yzxVQ&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4U-Qz8yzxVQ&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video could possibly be the most rewarding 5:43 of your day. its just a follow up video to the video that I posted last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me give you a synopsis of this episode:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay boy (the dancing guy in the trailer) gets on the football team to make his dad proud.&lt;br /&gt;the football team sucks and hasn't won any games.&lt;br /&gt;so, they decide that inorder to get touchdowns, they will dance to distract the other team.&lt;br /&gt;gay boy is the team kicker. in order to kick, he has to do a warm up dance.&lt;br /&gt;hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry for the naughty words. just ignore them. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let the video load completely first. its funniest if you can watch the whole thing through without waiting for it to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two papers down two to go! woo-hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-120095905360011742?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/120095905360011742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/follow-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/120095905360011742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/120095905360011742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/follow-up.html' title='follow up.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-5888063850056123688</id><published>2009-09-23T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:04:05.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glee.</title><content type='html'>fast update. (once again while avoiding writing a paper. shocker. it always seems to be my excuse to blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my schedule for the next 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: hum 201 paper due&lt;br /&gt;monday: hum 250 paper due &amp;amp; french paper due&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: hum 261 paper due&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: hum 201 midterm&lt;br /&gt;thursday: hum 261 midterm&lt;br /&gt;friday: french speaking lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. my life is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note. glee is my new favorite show. it is absolutely hilarious. tonights episode made me laugh harder than i have laughed this year. i love it. everyone should watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C2FMdOLyRcA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C2FMdOLyRcA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also. im so so excited to see where the wild things are. it looks so cute. i love the previews. also excited to see the fame :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also. terry and anita come this weekend! should be a party. on sunday night my bishopric called. here is how our conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bish: are you going to be in church on sunday?&lt;br /&gt;me:&amp;nbsp; of course!&lt;br /&gt;bish: would you consider speaking in sacrament meeting?&lt;br /&gt;**suddenly i remember that terry &amp;amp; anita are going to be there**&lt;br /&gt;me:&amp;nbsp; ooh...actually, my in laws are going to be in town...&lt;br /&gt;bish: you forgot that they were going to be there?&lt;br /&gt;me:&amp;nbsp; yeah..actually. i'm not sure what time they're going to be leaving or if we have to take them to the airport. im sure that this sounds like a total cop-out but i promise that it's not made up...&lt;br /&gt;bish: mmhm. well we'll try again some other time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. whoops. i wasn't even lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to writing papers. blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-5888063850056123688?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/5888063850056123688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/glee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5888063850056123688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5888063850056123688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/glee.html' title='glee.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-220099927863613637</id><published>2009-09-20T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:54:56.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny stuff</title><content type='html'>super funny website. entertained me for almost an hour. its hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-220099927863613637?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/220099927863613637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/220099927863613637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/220099927863613637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-stuff.html' title='funny stuff'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-8595203251092229380</id><published>2009-09-13T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:05:01.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet again.</title><content type='html'>yet again supposed to be doing homework. this time writing one essay about puritan philosophy in art, and another about nathanial hawthorne's story artist of the beautiful. however. this time you will not receive such a lovely little report about how much i love my major. we're not on the best terms right now. this whole, three papers due in one week thing is KI-LL-ING-ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. we had a really fun weekend. so once again i've managed to convince myself that blogging is more important than my homework that is due at 1:00 pm tomorrow. here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday we:&lt;br /&gt;- (I) went to get frozen yogurt with sam! it was delicious and super fun.&lt;br /&gt;- ate $5 pizza from dominos for dinner. (also delish)&lt;br /&gt;- went to fall fest with our friends sean and alena! surprisingly fun. saw a tricky little magic show. &lt;br /&gt;- katelyn came over and we tried to dye my hair. bad idea. it started a whole train of unfortunate events. it turned out&amp;nbsp; reddish on the bottom but the roots were definitely pink. (which in hind sight...was a fabulous color)&lt;br /&gt;- stayed up til 2 am watching the office season 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday we:&lt;br /&gt;- woke up, ate supurb french toast, went back to sleep until 1 in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;- watched the beginning of the BYU football game&lt;br /&gt;- (I) went to addy's to do her hair for homecoming. both the hair and girl looked super pretty. :]&lt;br /&gt;- went to dinner at the red iguana in slc with our friends &lt;a href="http://thestpattersons.blogspot.com/"&gt;steph and tanner&lt;/a&gt;!! super fun. planning a trip in october to go visit! yay!&lt;br /&gt;- stayed up til 2 am watching the office season 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday we:&lt;br /&gt;- tried dying my hair brown to cover up the pinkish reddish color. turned into a deep violet. truly purple. scary. i looked the violet in willy wonka and the chocolate factory. scary.&lt;br /&gt;- striped the color out of my hair so that it would be my "natural" color. had to stay in the shower for 25 minutes to rinse it all out (so said the box).&lt;br /&gt;- kind of have this weird blondish brownish reddish color going on. a little bit scared.&lt;br /&gt;- still have to write 2 papers and read a french story. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week:&lt;br /&gt;- one tree hill premier.&lt;br /&gt;- gossip girl premier.&lt;br /&gt;- so you think you can dance.&lt;br /&gt;- the office premier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-8595203251092229380?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/8595203251092229380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/yet-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8595203251092229380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/8595203251092229380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/yet-again.html' title='yet again.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-1801957034501024541</id><published>2009-09-06T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:47:13.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this city.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOZdatauI/AAAAAAAABE0/IEaqvNHTjWk/s1600-h/DSC02064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOZdatauI/AAAAAAAABE0/IEaqvNHTjWk/s400/DSC02064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOahrmAII/AAAAAAAABE8/dzFKO3UAyHc/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOahrmAII/AAAAAAAABE8/dzFKO3UAyHc/s400/DSC02288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOcA0Za0I/AAAAAAAABFE/FhYDi1oX1Is/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOcA0Za0I/AAAAAAAABFE/FhYDi1oX1Is/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOdc18d3I/AAAAAAAABFM/Ij-JNfCxwAM/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOdc18d3I/AAAAAAAABFM/Ij-JNfCxwAM/s400/IMG_0701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOev-VZRI/AAAAAAAABFU/g-wy6VYPC9w/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOev-VZRI/AAAAAAAABFU/g-wy6VYPC9w/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOf6TE7hI/AAAAAAAABFc/0fL3knSjE6M/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOf6TE7hI/AAAAAAAABFc/0fL3knSjE6M/s400/IMG_1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this city. i love everything about it. i love the tube. i love the museums. i love the waffles. i love the parks. i love the buses. i love the stores. i love the theaters. i love m&amp;amp;s. i love the yogurt. i love the accents. i love the&amp;nbsp; people. i love the rain. i love the smell. i love the sound. i love the magic. i want to go back. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-1801957034501024541?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/1801957034501024541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-city.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1801957034501024541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/1801957034501024541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-city.html' title='this city.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SqSOZdatauI/AAAAAAAABE0/IEaqvNHTjWk/s72-c/DSC02064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-693140995305451850</id><published>2009-09-03T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:55:29.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gilgamesh.</title><content type='html'>well..right about now is when i am supposed to be reading the 4000 year old story of gilgamesh...instead, i read the online summary, answered my questions, and decided it was about time to do something of more pertinence to the 21 century - blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why i am a humanities major.&amp;nbsp; this week i've...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...watched the disney movie "Pocahontas" and discussed (for a total of 3 solid hours) the effect that the movie had on history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...read the short story&amp;nbsp; "The Nose". Let me give you a plot summary of this fine piece of prose. In short, it is about a man who looses his nose, which is spotting running about town in a soldiers uniform, then it randomly turns up at the police station (in it's proper shape and size), after being turned in, it is given back to the man who lost it, at which time it is returned to it's proper place on his face. we then proceeded to dissect the story and its "true meaning". seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...read a total of almost 250 textbook pages, including (but not limited to) complete history of plymouth written by its first governor (in the type of highly complicated english that was spoken at the time), the personal history of john smith, written by none other than good ol johnny himself. gotta love it. and gilgamesh. a ridiculously long, pessimistic, depressing, Sumerian version of noah's ark. absolutely thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...learned about what the tower of babel may have looked like according to one artists depiction that was drawn according to one translation of a letter written by a man to another man describing a temple that he saw in a city around the general area of the place that historians think may have been where the tower was built in a year which is close to the year that it is generally believed that said tower was probably constructed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing is that i have really enjoyed every second of it. stuff like this makes me smile. it makes sense to me. i get john smith. i get magical noses. i get gilgamesh (okay that might be a stretch). stuff like this makes me happy. i love my major. i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-693140995305451850?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/693140995305451850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/gilgamesh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/693140995305451850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/693140995305451850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/09/gilgamesh.html' title='gilgamesh.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279547707069123024.post-5309038055525864897</id><published>2009-08-26T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:58:46.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;FINALLY! A blog post. Hurrah. We were so busy this summer that I just didn’t take the time to write. Greg complained that I wasn’t writing because life with him wasn’t as interesting as life in &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;London…which is definitely not true. This has been the funnest summer of my life. There are so many exciting things that have happened this summer. We’ve done so much!! It’s almost ridiculous how much we’ve traveled. So, this is going to be an attempt to relate it all…in a concise sort of way. And from here on out, I promise to faithfully blog about my interesting life with Greg :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;SUMMER 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Cities Visited – 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Pictures Taken – 1000’s (literally…I think I took over 900 in &lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;London)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Hours Spent in the Car – Over 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Hotel’s Stayed In – 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Weddings – 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Honeymoons – 1 (Unfortunately…We’d totally go again if we could :] haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Gifts Received – 100’s (people are so generous! Thank you all. We sure do appreciate it!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Seasons of The Office Watched – 4 (My new TV addiction. Hilarious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Seasons of Lost Watched – 1 (We had to finish the most recent…cant wait for it to start again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;London…obviously who ever is reading this knows that I went to &lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;London for 2 months this summer. It was absolutely amazing. I can’t even put it into words. People ask how it was and there is so response that can do it justice. It is my favorite place in the world. I’m counting down until I can go back. I’ve become slightly obsessive…we have London magnets on our fridge, London paintings around the house, London dish towels, pictures from London, an adorable book from Anthropologie called “This is London” (love it super much) and London keychains. I love it there. I miss it…a lot. I’ve talked to other girls that went with me on the program and they all miss it too. I talked with one friend on mine who went last winter and she said that she still misses it and that that feeling never goes away. Bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Got married…hehe. It was so much fun!! Our reception was above and beyond what I wanted. It was perfect. Everyone put so much work into it. It made me sooo happy. It was a blast. It made me so grateful for my family. They’re the best and it was so fun to have everyone together. Funny slash super embarrassing story….when we left our reception I burst into tears and bawled until we past Thanksgiving Point…who knows why. I was emotional…haha I told Greg that I just wanted to go back to my grandparents house and hang out with my family that night… and the sweet sweet boy that I married started merging over to get off the freeway and turn around to take me back. Haha. I laugh about it now, but how stupid am I?? It was ridiculous. But – no worries…we proceeded to &lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;placename st="on"&gt;&lt;/placename&gt;Salt &lt;placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;/placetype&gt;Lake and..well, yanno. anyway. there are so so many pictures. how do i pick?? these are some favorites. we still haven't gotten our photos from our photographer..but im sure they'll be done soon and i'll post some for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXY5Nrc7XI/AAAAAAAABB0/YDGLOU8DUJQ/s1600-h/101_0166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXY5Nrc7XI/AAAAAAAABB0/YDGLOU8DUJQ/s320/101_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXY699h43I/AAAAAAAABB8/14yX40_Ji3g/s1600-h/101_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXY699h43I/AAAAAAAABB8/14yX40_Ji3g/s320/101_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXZAk7YqDI/AAAAAAAABCE/GrOWgCtFUmY/s1600-h/dsc_5345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXZk_tgriI/AAAAAAAABD0/_QTUwaCF_ug/s320/dsc_5471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXZn70KG4I/AAAAAAAABD8/_Y2M8x9fx9I/s1600-h/dsc_5486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXZn70KG4I/AAAAAAAABD8/_Y2M8x9fx9I/s320/dsc_5486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXZrUte3KI/AAAAAAAABEE/afk5uNLITeo/s1600-h/dsc_5493.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXZrUte3KI/AAAAAAAABEE/afk5uNLITeo/s320/dsc_5493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Honeymoon…We went on a cruise to the &lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Bahamas. :] It was a blast!! Unfortunately, I had about 5 minutes worth of battery left on my camera…I know. So lame. So I took about 3 pictures. Sorry. We had so much fun though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQZU2DifI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9miMams0HAU/s1600-h/IMG_1645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQZU2DifI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9miMams0HAU/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQcUBbuJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/cCtFunRdbrg/s1600-h/IMG_1647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQcUBbuJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/cCtFunRdbrg/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQgKdC_1I/AAAAAAAAA9k/iBbyj76P_vE/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQgKdC_1I/AAAAAAAAA9k/iBbyj76P_vE/s320/IMG_1649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQkylHIsI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IZLb7n9L2L8/s1600-h/IMG_1651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQkylHIsI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IZLb7n9L2L8/s320/IMG_1651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQpRqC1_I/AAAAAAAAA90/5OgBHm_XUQU/s1600-h/IMG_1656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQpRqC1_I/AAAAAAAAA90/5OgBHm_XUQU/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The cruise was fabulous, and after the cruise we went to this beautiful hotel in &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Miami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQqHYBSRI/AAAAAAAAA98/m9NF2h2BmXc/s1600-h/biltmore_signatureshotcmyk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXQqHYBSRI/AAAAAAAAA98/m9NF2h2BmXc/s320/biltmore_signatureshotcmyk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;where we stayed for 4 days. It was awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;state st="on"&gt;&lt;/state&gt;North Carolina…After &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;Miami we went straight to &lt;state st="on"&gt;&lt;/state&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;North Carolina to visit Greg’s family and have reception number 2. Again, it was fabulous! Greg’s mom worked so hard and it was a lovely evening. My family, both sets of grandparents and this aunt and uncle came down for it. It was fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Cross Country trip…Greg had drive back to &lt;state st="on"&gt;&lt;/state&gt;North Carolina in April so we had to drive his car back from &lt;state st="on"&gt;&lt;/state&gt;North Carolina to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Provo. I was dreading it…but it was actually a great trip! It took 4 long days, but it was a beautiful drive and it was fun to be with Greg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;Calgary…We were in &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;Provo for about a week, then we headed up to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Calgary to visit my family and have reception number 3! We spent a week at my cabin on &lt;placename st="on"&gt;&lt;/placename&gt;Shuswap &lt;placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;/placetype&gt;Lake in &lt;state st="on"&gt;&lt;/state&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;British Columbia. It was so much fun. I love the cabin. The weather was a little shaky but it was a fun week anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRIAwaybI/AAAAAAAAA-E/wNgzdcKU9s0/s1600-h/IMG_1730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRIAwaybI/AAAAAAAAA-E/wNgzdcKU9s0/s320/IMG_1730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRKZb1CuI/AAAAAAAAA-M/NjgGliM9mZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRKZb1CuI/AAAAAAAAA-M/NjgGliM9mZ0/s320/IMG_1731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRd6rY3wI/AAAAAAAAA-0/rSNpMxJ2E6s/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRd6rY3wI/AAAAAAAAA-0/rSNpMxJ2E6s/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRP_2VRJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/zmyaiqIa9s8/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRP_2VRJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/zmyaiqIa9s8/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Greg learned how to water ski!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRVXGx1GI/AAAAAAAAA-c/1j6IP5xVN9E/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRVXGx1GI/AAAAAAAAA-c/1j6IP5xVN9E/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRXiBisOI/AAAAAAAAA-k/TZX-j2_2JnU/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRXiBisOI/AAAAAAAAA-k/TZX-j2_2JnU/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRbeIbU7I/AAAAAAAAA-s/a7YGDMGrTHI/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXRbeIbU7I/AAAAAAAAA-s/a7YGDMGrTHI/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;When we got back to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Calgary we had an awesome open house thanks to my Aunt Pam. It was fun to see all of the people that I had grown up with in &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Calgary. The next day Greg and I headed to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;Banff and &lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Lake Louise for the day – another great trip! It was beautiful! We went to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;Banff’s natural &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;hot springs, the Banff Springs Hotel, and walked around downtown. I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXSJ9DEWQI/AAAAAAAAA-8/v5lO0NzX7mI/s1600-h/IMG_1751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXSJ9DEWQI/AAAAAAAAA-8/v5lO0NzX7mI/s320/IMG_1751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXS_xcy9JI/AAAAAAAAA_M/-wi6Ctgjvvs/s1600-h/IMG_1755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXS_xcy9JI/AAAAAAAAA_M/-wi6Ctgjvvs/s320/IMG_1755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXTGGM7rDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/r10uS0k6LwQ/s1600-h/IMG_1756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXTGGM7rDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/r10uS0k6LwQ/s320/IMG_1756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXTQxg6zJI/AAAAAAAAA_c/uuo726-kpyg/s1600-h/IMG_1757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXTQxg6zJI/AAAAAAAAA_c/uuo726-kpyg/s320/IMG_1757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXSPV6P-NI/AAAAAAAAA_E/t611oe00nPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXSPV6P-NI/AAAAAAAAA_E/t611oe00nPQ/s320/IMG_1753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;California…The day after we got home from &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;Calgary we jumped back in the car and headed to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;Sacramento for a wedding. Greg’s best friend and my old roommate got married in the &lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;placename st="on"&gt;&lt;/placename&gt;Sacramento &lt;placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;/placetype&gt;Temple. We had a really great time! The reception was one of the most beautiful things I have ever been to. They rented out a historic mansion that was built in 1917. There was a huge dinner and dancing. After the reception ended the bridal party got to stay at the mansion. We had a room that had this amazing bathroom!! It was unreal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXV-rr3VtI/AAAAAAAAA_k/5ai52zOz-AM/s1600-h/IMG_1764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXV-rr3VtI/AAAAAAAAA_k/5ai52zOz-AM/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWCRn04LI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Gpef9vGghKs/s1600-h/IMG_1779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWCRn04LI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Gpef9vGghKs/s320/IMG_1779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWEtrD23I/AAAAAAAAA_0/E1eacAehifc/s1600-h/IMG_1762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWEtrD23I/AAAAAAAAA_0/E1eacAehifc/s320/IMG_1762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWF6yu0eI/AAAAAAAAA_8/rFAGFE7NPgg/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWF6yu0eI/AAAAAAAAA_8/rFAGFE7NPgg/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWGckUIDI/AAAAAAAABAE/CXjDJhwibjg/s1600-h/45200948.QDSCN3977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWGckUIDI/AAAAAAAABAE/CXjDJhwibjg/s320/45200948.QDSCN3977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWHZikj3I/AAAAAAAABAM/hoDf9rHlRIU/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWHZikj3I/AAAAAAAABAM/hoDf9rHlRIU/s320/IMG_1781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWIqAmhDI/AAAAAAAABAU/xgPtGcsR4M8/s1600-h/IMG_1782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWIqAmhDI/AAAAAAAABAU/xgPtGcsR4M8/s320/IMG_1782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;The next morning we got up at unholy hour and drove to &lt;city st="on"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;San Francisco. It was SO MUCH FUN!!! I love that city!! We stayed in another beautiful hotel (Thanks so Greg’s dad :] woo hoo!!) The weather was freezing, so we bought the cheapest, tackiest sweatshirts we could find. It was fabulous. We took a 2 hour tour of the city, went to Alcatraz, walked along the Pier, went to Ripley’s Believe It or Not museum, went into some fun shops, and went to dinner on the 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; floor of Macy’s in Union Square. It was a perfect day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWmZh3eSI/AAAAAAAABAc/5lDIlKILpao/s1600-h/IMG_1783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWmZh3eSI/AAAAAAAABAc/5lDIlKILpao/s320/IMG_1783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWnxSYL5I/AAAAAAAABAk/pb0NG41htpU/s1600-h/IMG_1784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWnxSYL5I/AAAAAAAABAk/pb0NG41htpU/s320/IMG_1784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWoh2RmZI/AAAAAAAABAs/k4TJ2Nrywg4/s1600-h/IMG_1787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWoh2RmZI/AAAAAAAABAs/k4TJ2Nrywg4/s320/IMG_1787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWpwTImzI/AAAAAAAABA0/2fEfxPBccUg/s1600-h/IMG_1790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWpwTImzI/AAAAAAAABA0/2fEfxPBccUg/s320/IMG_1790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWqxFkxhI/AAAAAAAABA8/ntz9QHNTZ6g/s1600-h/IMG_1791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWqxFkxhI/AAAAAAAABA8/ntz9QHNTZ6g/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWt4t1x-I/AAAAAAAABBM/TD1ZyB7Ypi4/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWt4t1x-I/AAAAAAAABBM/TD1ZyB7Ypi4/s320/IMG_1795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWuyGya3I/AAAAAAAABBU/ouSrUG9WhEg/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWuyGya3I/AAAAAAAABBU/ouSrUG9WhEg/s320/IMG_1811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWv3gOZMI/AAAAAAAABBc/_-HzSDIisuM/s1600-h/IMG_1812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWv3gOZMI/AAAAAAAABBc/_-HzSDIisuM/s320/IMG_1812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWwwTxpuI/AAAAAAAABBk/s_k5XP9roMk/s1600-h/IMG_1814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXWwwTxpuI/AAAAAAAABBk/s_k5XP9roMk/s320/IMG_1814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now we’re back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;city st="on" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Provo ready for school to start. It sounds nerdy…but I’m definitely ready to be doing something productive. This summer has been fantastic, but it will be nice to have a schedule and responsibilities again. Weird. I know. I started work last Monday. It actually felt pretty good to be back! We have some pretty fun things coming up this month like rafting with one of our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekkergirls.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;favorite aunties and her girlies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; down the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;city st="on" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/city&gt;&lt;place st="on" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;San Juan and the Utah State Fair with some of our favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestpattersons.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/279547707069123024-5309038055525864897?l=gregandjord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/feeds/5309038055525864897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5309038055525864897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/279547707069123024/posts/default/5309038055525864897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gregandjord.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer.html' title='summer.'/><author><name>jord</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02928076162880814063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SradDiRx-NI/AAAAAAAABF8/mMl_jpXKzPQ/S220/IMG_4619a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4chofzXWhQ/SpXY5Nrc7XI/AAAAAAAABB0/YDGLOU8DUJQ/s72-c/101_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
