<?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-242378407003345962</id><updated>2012-02-05T17:57:33.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina's Crazy Commentary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7959601825972000906</id><published>2012-02-05T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T17:57:33.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Manny</title><content type='html'>My brother James came to visit for 2 weeks. While he was here, he stayed where I live, which is also where I work, and hung out with me on the job. &amp;nbsp;He loves kids, so he was a perfect assistant. I started calling him my "manny" assistant. The girls really enjoyed him and started calling him "brother". The day after he left, Madelyn's teacher said there was a rumor around the school that Courtney and Madelyn have a brother named James. I asked Madelyn about that, and she replied "yep!" &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/-fnlfXcFABaE/Ty8n4Xq-rQI/AAAAAAAAApU/CvwCFT3yqTc/s1600/DSC_0446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnlfXcFABaE/Ty8n4Xq-rQI/AAAAAAAAApU/CvwCFT3yqTc/s320/DSC_0446.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCAwFnJGh8Q/Ty8srbq297I/AAAAAAAAApc/LZHy5i9o_0U/s1600/DSC_0468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCAwFnJGh8Q/Ty8srbq297I/AAAAAAAAApc/LZHy5i9o_0U/s320/DSC_0468.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;While he was here we had a great time seeing sites in ATL and also driving down to Destin to visit our grandparents on the beach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/-7nUDrOwRvKk/Ty8wV_GRZ0I/AAAAAAAAAp0/gqfwOi9-TsQ/s1600/DSC_0307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7nUDrOwRvKk/Ty8wV_GRZ0I/AAAAAAAAAp0/gqfwOi9-TsQ/s320/DSC_0307.jpg" width="320" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5XHk6PPF6D4/Ty8ww5YahbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/kUHHLD5xD_M/s1600/DSC_0372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5XHk6PPF6D4/Ty8ww5YahbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/kUHHLD5xD_M/s320/DSC_0372.jpg" width="320" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PJUfLuuMfMI/Ty8xcl7MHpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YtwmnuH5Zlc/s1600/DSC_0401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PJUfLuuMfMI/Ty8xcl7MHpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YtwmnuH5Zlc/s320/DSC_0401.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWjQIU6JvU0/Ty8tcKWxPdI/AAAAAAAAApk/BoHTxGyVLns/s1600/DSC_0573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWjQIU6JvU0/Ty8tcKWxPdI/AAAAAAAAApk/BoHTxGyVLns/s320/DSC_0573.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipFeBm_qoQQ/Ty8vVu3JdNI/AAAAAAAAAps/LnnkhjhnTPU/s1600/DSC_0624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipFeBm_qoQQ/Ty8vVu3JdNI/AAAAAAAAAps/LnnkhjhnTPU/s320/DSC_0624.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I taught him a game called "Skipbo" and we spent our evenings having "Skipbo" tournaments. I miss having a "Skipbo" buddy. &amp;nbsp;He also ate plenty of icecream and played plenty of Wii games while he was here. The girls thought he was awesome because of all the "cool tricks" he can do. &amp;nbsp;Flips on trampolines, flips off swings, walking on top of the monkey bars, carrying them on his shoulders etc. He will sure be a good Dad one day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having him helping me nanny&amp;nbsp;foreshadowed&amp;nbsp;how it feels to be a mom. &amp;nbsp;James got to have all the fun being wild and crazy with them, like Dads do, while I had to do the&amp;nbsp;disciplining, keep the schedule going, and kiss their boo-boos. I thought that was kind of funny! &amp;nbsp;The girls and I both hope that "the manny" comes back to visit.&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/-0QswziFIDHM/Ty8y5UO9W0I/AAAAAAAAAqM/B8jDcGn4PmA/s1600/DSC_0302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0QswziFIDHM/Ty8y5UO9W0I/AAAAAAAAAqM/B8jDcGn4PmA/s320/DSC_0302.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7959601825972000906?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7959601825972000906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7959601825972000906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7959601825972000906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7959601825972000906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2012/02/manny.html' title='The Manny'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnlfXcFABaE/Ty8n4Xq-rQI/AAAAAAAAApU/CvwCFT3yqTc/s72-c/DSC_0446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8653349622245560573</id><published>2012-01-11T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:57:52.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year of the Board Games</title><content type='html'>Playing board games on New Years Eve has always been a tradition with my family. But since I have not been at home for NYE recently, it's not something I have done. &amp;nbsp;This past New Years my friends and I decided to get out the board games again. &amp;nbsp;It was so much fun! &amp;nbsp;Who knew? Maybe we are just a bunch of dorks nerding out over board games, but I'm not afraid to admit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have had several "game nights" already since then and I'm loving it! &amp;nbsp;I want to learn some new games this year and play the oldies but goodies as well :) &amp;nbsp;Let me know if you're up to playing games with me and if you have any&amp;nbsp;recommendations&amp;nbsp;of fun games I should try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Top 10 Favorite Oldie But Goodies Games:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Clue (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep9Sf0iOtoM/Tw4P7bQcxHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FUJ35PDGK1Y/s1600/clue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep9Sf0iOtoM/Tw4P7bQcxHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FUJ35PDGK1Y/s320/clue.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love this game, love the movie. Play the game while watching the movie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;2. Life &amp;nbsp;(1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EQg72oWx0Y/Tw4QSUIUqZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eU1h4pJHsRY/s1600/life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EQg72oWx0Y/Tw4QSUIUqZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eU1h4pJHsRY/s320/life.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go to college or not? In the game of Life, I do NOT go to college.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;3. Guess Who (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JD2zJMFoTFA/Tw4RGNt4CLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eQo5-9lJ3wE/s1600/guess+who.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JD2zJMFoTFA/Tw4RGNt4CLI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eQo5-9lJ3wE/s320/guess+who.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hate the new versions--keep it simple people. "Does your person have a mustache?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;4. Party Mania (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5PizQ_9zmFs/Tw4SYMZsNyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/smQ_hdxjrxQ/s1600/party+mania.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5PizQ_9zmFs/Tw4SYMZsNyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/smQ_hdxjrxQ/s320/party+mania.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Complete with an interactive VHS. It was ahead of its time. Do you get your chores done and ready in time for the party with the hot boys or are you stuck at home with the Schlumper brothers?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;5. Dream Phone (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkTjNfRfVHA/Tw4TJDIkllI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GMvt5eUjqz8/s1600/dream+phone.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkTjNfRfVHA/Tw4TJDIkllI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GMvt5eUjqz8/s320/dream+phone.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Imagine this, guys calling on the phone asking you on a date. But you don't know who! &amp;nbsp;Oh the tragedy. But you can figure it out by the clues and hope it's the cute blonde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;6. Trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra5LWqDDi_c/Tw4WXwMOrqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/uRlYsXFn9mY/s1600/trouble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ra5LWqDDi_c/Tw4WXwMOrqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/uRlYsXFn9mY/s1600/trouble.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who can resist pushing the dice popper? POPOMATIC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;7. Mouse Trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MqljlC1ss/Tw4Urt9wqmI/AAAAAAAAAoY/KZFwUoGOXBA/s1600/Mouse_Trap_Board_and_Boxjpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MqljlC1ss/Tw4Urt9wqmI/AAAAAAAAAoY/KZFwUoGOXBA/s320/Mouse_Trap_Board_and_Boxjpg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Build the trap along the way and earn pieces of cheese. Can you catch the mouse?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;8. Battleship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z11VWirJ3Dw/Tw4VB-MKe8I/AAAAAAAAAog/l-jcdyriKw0/s1600/batt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z11VWirJ3Dw/Tw4VB-MKe8I/AAAAAAAAAog/l-jcdyriKw0/s320/batt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;D-10? You sunk my battleship!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;9. Chutes and Ladders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQfhrIDZnJ8/Tw4VpvKjIlI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8rAGPfwIL7U/s1600/chutes+and+laddrees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQfhrIDZnJ8/Tw4VpvKjIlI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8rAGPfwIL7U/s320/chutes+and+laddrees.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you think you're going to win, your stuck sliding down the chute.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;10. Candy Land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDFjFVvYLGA/Tw4WAwozZaI/AAAAAAAAAow/2fb6H5lZibQ/s1600/candyland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDFjFVvYLGA/Tw4WAwozZaI/AAAAAAAAAow/2fb6H5lZibQ/s320/candyland.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't get stuck on the sticky spots. I always liked Queen Frostine because she was so pretty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Games that Stressed Me Out as a Child and I Still Refuse to Play:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seriously way too stressful. Trying to put all the pieces in while the timer ticks away and the nerve wrecking explosion of pieces when the timer spots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Operation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No idea why but this game was really scary to me. I found the whole idea of it creepy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't Spill the Beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't be the unlucky one to put the wrong bean in the wrong spot or they will all spill!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't Break the Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me how it's possible to knock ice out of the piece and not cause everything to break through?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Games I Currently Enjoy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rook&lt;br /&gt;2. Racko&lt;br /&gt;3. Rummikub&lt;br /&gt;4. Parcheesi&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;Scum&lt;br /&gt;6. Apples to Apples&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;Compatibility&lt;br /&gt;8 .Mad Gab&lt;br /&gt;9. Mancala&lt;br /&gt;10. All of the games in my Oldies list. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All the photos posted are of the versions I played. I do not like all the new "modern" versions. Well time to stop blogging, I have a game night to get to! (I'm totally serious! hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8653349622245560573?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8653349622245560573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8653349622245560573&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8653349622245560573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8653349622245560573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-of-board-games.html' title='The Year of the Board Games'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep9Sf0iOtoM/Tw4P7bQcxHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FUJ35PDGK1Y/s72-c/clue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-129166644181719625</id><published>2011-12-31T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:42:56.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Home Cookin'</title><content type='html'>I have an amazing family. And most importantly, I have the most amazing mother. &amp;nbsp;And although there are several reasons I enjoy going back home to visit family, one of the highlights is my mom's cooking. &amp;nbsp;One of her favorite things to do when we come home to visit, is to cook our favorite meals and desserts. &amp;nbsp;Hunger is a very rare feeling in my mom's home. I was home for four short days for Christmas, and was able to eat all my favorite foods and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were some of the Christmas food highlights this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a new one,&amp;nbsp;Peppermint&amp;nbsp;Oreo parfait. So delicious.&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/-ymupggcYZHk/Tv9WFj2ZCgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/3O8Rp9izdpo/s1600/DSC_0227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymupggcYZHk/Tv9WFj2ZCgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/3O8Rp9izdpo/s320/DSC_0227.jpg" width="213" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9-fpLqOOoQ/Tv9WGZf3rfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ZIjYKkLtfE0/s1600/DSC_0237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9-fpLqOOoQ/Tv9WGZf3rfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ZIjYKkLtfE0/s320/DSC_0237.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;My mom makes AMAZING pies. From scratch. So yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nydVl_pgkgw/Tv9WHdXWVHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/bkzXCVeW3wQ/s1600/DSC_0274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nydVl_pgkgw/Tv9WHdXWVHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/bkzXCVeW3wQ/s320/DSC_0274.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Apple Pie&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/-QJTT_fOhrfc/Tv9WIL_k3SI/AAAAAAAAAmg/339h0S42MKU/s1600/DSC_0278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJTT_fOhrfc/Tv9WIL_k3SI/AAAAAAAAAmg/339h0S42MKU/s320/DSC_0278.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN-hWUt3oV4/Tv9WIus03hI/AAAAAAAAAmo/uAiwJxChers/s1600/DSC_0283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN-hWUt3oV4/Tv9WIus03hI/AAAAAAAAAmo/uAiwJxChers/s320/DSC_0283.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Christmas Dinner, the works.&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/-lc_P-fF7ikI/Tv9WKIyRLdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-vbgSNCNcxY/s1600/DSC_0429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc_P-fF7ikI/Tv9WKIyRLdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-vbgSNCNcxY/s320/DSC_0429.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The most important part: Mom's Famous Rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dh64s_E15wM/Tv9WLA7QkzI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0COXyrXzDtU/s1600/DSC_0433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dh64s_E15wM/Tv9WLA7QkzI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0COXyrXzDtU/s320/DSC_0433.jpg" width="320" /&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/-llDvD1sIop0/Tv9WLplLPEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/BCTSYSFjFTo/s1600/DSC_0434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llDvD1sIop0/Tv9WLplLPEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/BCTSYSFjFTo/s320/DSC_0434.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ribbon Jello Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1a5LNyrOzb4/Tv9WMVlfbNI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SXnj6Qwchsw/s1600/DSC_0449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1a5LNyrOzb4/Tv9WMVlfbNI/AAAAAAAAAnM/SXnj6Qwchsw/s320/DSC_0449.jpg" width="320" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CRc2YnQzyEQ/Tv9WNa9MbSI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7LV01-eRLto/s1600/DSC_0455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CRc2YnQzyEQ/Tv9WNa9MbSI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7LV01-eRLto/s320/DSC_0455.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;This was new too. Ghirardelli brownie with&amp;nbsp;Peppermint&amp;nbsp;Ice Cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIGiasz1PJA/Tv9WOMDP1dI/AAAAAAAAAnc/7EyyQw_PzQo/s1600/DSC_0539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIGiasz1PJA/Tv9WOMDP1dI/AAAAAAAAAnc/7EyyQw_PzQo/s320/DSC_0539.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I love my family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_p45D5jkzKA/Tv9XPrBqIGI/AAAAAAAAAno/4jCOsYxKKu8/s1600/DSC_0311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_p45D5jkzKA/Tv9XPrBqIGI/AAAAAAAAAno/4jCOsYxKKu8/s320/DSC_0311.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-129166644181719625?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/129166644181719625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=129166644181719625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/129166644181719625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/129166644181719625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-home-cookin.html' title='Good Home Cookin&apos;'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymupggcYZHk/Tv9WFj2ZCgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/3O8Rp9izdpo/s72-c/DSC_0227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7297094106792193380</id><published>2011-12-21T17:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:58:58.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar and Spice...and more sugar!</title><content type='html'>I love so many things about Christmas. &amp;nbsp;One of my favorite things is Christmas baking (followed by Christmas eating of course!). &amp;nbsp;The girls I nanny also love to bake. &amp;nbsp;Since they were out of school this week, we got right to work baking goodies. &amp;nbsp;Here are my favorite baked goods to make during the holiday season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just your basic M&amp;amp;M cookie. Something about the red and green M&amp;amp;Ms make it taste so much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_yhmui5dg/TvKK1sPd7cI/AAAAAAAAAjg/af06HJmuCCM/s1600/DSC_0779.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_yhmui5dg/TvKK1sPd7cI/AAAAAAAAAjg/af06HJmuCCM/s320/DSC_0779.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;If you love mint, these are must haves! &amp;nbsp;Andes Mint chocolate Cookies. &amp;nbsp;Oh yummy.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjM_LfzzyXg/TvKL1xBXMzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/25k5AhPkMTY/s1600/DSC_0850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjM_LfzzyXg/TvKL1xBXMzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/25k5AhPkMTY/s320/DSC_0850.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Peanut Blossoms. I actually don't really like these very much, but most people do, and they are so cute!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nw2s8Et8AW4/TvKMN4XxSBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NlLUyQXMP6w/s1600/DSC_0781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nw2s8Et8AW4/TvKMN4XxSBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NlLUyQXMP6w/s320/DSC_0781.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Chocolate Design Cookies. &amp;nbsp;These are so much fun to make with all the different shapes in the press gun.&amp;nbsp;Tasty&amp;nbsp;too!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y-hGOKLIlqQ/TvKMn2AhAqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/2pk_f6uxb5E/s1600/DSC_0823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y-hGOKLIlqQ/TvKMn2AhAqI/AAAAAAAAAk8/2pk_f6uxb5E/s320/DSC_0823.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Buckeyes! &amp;nbsp;Perfect combo of chocolate and peanut butter!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aK48c15yXSI/TvKM-PHJYHI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cclv1xJQZbg/s1600/DSC_0836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aK48c15yXSI/TvKM-PHJYHI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cclv1xJQZbg/s320/DSC_0836.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Oreo Truffles. So rich, yet you can't seem to stop after just one.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Y9LxDXwpj8/TvKNJiSPfPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/b4BNhtwgan8/s1600/DSC_0835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Y9LxDXwpj8/TvKNJiSPfPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/b4BNhtwgan8/s320/DSC_0835.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And my most favorite Christmas Treat. &amp;nbsp;Oatmeal Carmelitas. Gooey chocolate&amp;nbsp;caramel&amp;nbsp;wonderfulness.&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/--qlP1ppb9jY/TvKNf2EfpJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8gbrL-F4R-Q/s1600/DSC_0876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qlP1ppb9jY/TvKNf2EfpJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8gbrL-F4R-Q/s320/DSC_0876.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;We also enjoyed making "ginger bread houses". &amp;nbsp;Aka graham crackers glued to little milk cartons.&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/-ZRH5uS2clBc/TvKOKEXI8SI/AAAAAAAAAls/VUStTJESwUw/s1600/DSC_0770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRH5uS2clBc/TvKOKEXI8SI/AAAAAAAAAls/VUStTJESwUw/s320/DSC_0770.jpg" width="213" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_rQpEzEYnA/TvKOeLFOHTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/5FoP_lkPvKc/s1600/DSC_0788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_rQpEzEYnA/TvKOeLFOHTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/5FoP_lkPvKc/s320/DSC_0788.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;If you want any of these recipes, let me know! &amp;nbsp;I'll gladly share for a small fee ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7297094106792193380?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7297094106792193380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7297094106792193380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7297094106792193380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7297094106792193380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/sugar-and-spiceand-more-sugar.html' title='Sugar and Spice...and more sugar!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_yhmui5dg/TvKK1sPd7cI/AAAAAAAAAjg/af06HJmuCCM/s72-c/DSC_0779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7596610272463923438</id><published>2011-12-12T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:45:57.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Merry</title><content type='html'>I had a fun time doing this little Christmas card shoot with these 2 cute boys. 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She had her birthday party at Monkey Joes. &amp;nbsp;I asked her what kind of birthday cake she wanted and she was asking for something princess. &amp;nbsp;I asked her if she would like a monkey cake. She said no. But then I showed her photos of monkey cakes online, and once she saw they could be girl monkeys with pink and purple, she was convinced it was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to try fondant, since I have never done it before. I thought it would be fun. I found a great recipe that was really easy to use, and turned out being tasty too. &amp;nbsp;I decorated the cake while Courtney was at school and I was able to capture her face when she saw it for the first time. She loved it! &amp;nbsp;And it was a hit at the party too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to try out fondant again in the future. This cake didn't turn out perfectly, but it was a good first try. 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Yay!  You'll rarely catch me listening to anything other than Christmas music Thanksgiving through the New Year.  And of course, I always enjoy a few Christmas tunes in July as well.  There is just so much great Christmas music, and so little time to enjoy it!  Today I wanted to share my favorite 10 Christmas albums.&amp;nbsp;Not in any particular order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Home-Christmas-N-Sync/dp/B00000DALT" target="_blank"&gt;'NSync Home for Christmas&lt;/a&gt;: Need I even say more?  Best rendition of &amp;nbsp;'O Holy Night EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680553440123128146" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBLrVSRae3U/TtVhQcYpiVI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rTN82eMWWK8/s200/NSync%2BChristmas.jpg" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Plus-One/dp/B00006LERJ/ref=ntt_mus_ep_dpi_1" target="_blank"&gt;Plus One Christmas&lt;/a&gt;: If you like boybands at all, you need to check this one out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAhapR14uZs/TtVinazR49I/AAAAAAAAAgI/pZJ-MEMDqTw/s1600/plusone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAhapR14uZs/TtVinazR49I/AAAAAAAAAgI/pZJ-MEMDqTw/s1600/plusone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Family-Force-5-Christmas-Pageant/dp/B002N1AF9U/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322607431&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt; Family Force 5 Christmas&lt;/a&gt;: &amp;nbsp;No words really describe this one. &amp;nbsp;But it might be my favorite. These guys know how to party and have a good time. &amp;nbsp;I mean lyrics like "flap your wings like you just don't care" in "Angels We Have Heard on High" or "On my drum machine...watch me play this thing" on "Little Drummer Boy". They are hilarious and so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo-dZDK_keM/TtVjYzTRsII/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hnZerkUqt9g/s1600/ff5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo-dZDK_keM/TtVjYzTRsII/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hnZerkUqt9g/s1600/ff5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/allredholidayep" target="_blank"&gt;Allred Holiday EP&lt;/a&gt;: Local Utah artist, great acoustic and chill. I think you can listen to all of the songs on that link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgQVqjn2Xfg/TtVkJaABx-I/AAAAAAAAAgY/mX7RheRJOjE/s1600/allred+ep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgQVqjn2Xfg/TtVkJaABx-I/AAAAAAAAAgY/mX7RheRJOjE/s320/allred+ep.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Rockapella/dp/B00004WJDN/ref=pd_krex_fa_img_dp_img" target="_blank"&gt;Rockapella Christmas&lt;/a&gt;: I love love love the a cappella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RzYL3Y2Zb4U/TtVkzrlZUOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/H5V0s72M-jE/s1600/rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RzYL3Y2Zb4U/TtVkzrlZUOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/H5V0s72M-jE/s320/rock.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snowed-Hanson/dp/B000001EYE/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322607844&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Hanson Snowed In&lt;/a&gt;: &amp;nbsp;Great stuff like Run Rodolph Run and Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree! Total classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1KlG_6uOy4/TtVlMVS5a7I/AAAAAAAAAgo/YhopiCk44JM/s1600/hanson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1KlG_6uOy4/TtVlMVS5a7I/AAAAAAAAAgo/YhopiCk44JM/s1600/hanson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Noel-Josh-Groban/dp/B000V6Z0XA/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322607950&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Josh Groban Noel&lt;/a&gt;: Just amazing. And it has all the Christmas classics. Warm fuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7DhRsnZIIw/TtVlf6HnAeI/AAAAAAAAAgw/mU9B4mjr4Sw/s1600/josh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7DhRsnZIIw/TtVlf6HnAeI/AAAAAAAAAgw/mU9B4mjr4Sw/s1600/josh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Michael-Bubl%C3%A9/dp/B005H0IW6W/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322608014&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Michael Buble Christmas&lt;/a&gt;: Similar to Josh, but sexier. &amp;nbsp;This one makes me feel like I'm sitting by the fireside sipping hot chocolate with him. :) A girl can dream, can't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbh6FcSDzYM/TtVlzIdPXQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5Ygii1h1OqQ/s1600/buble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbh6FcSDzYM/TtVlzIdPXQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5Ygii1h1OqQ/s1600/buble.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Under-Mistletoe-Justin-Bieber/dp/B005NKIQ26/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322608110&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Justin Bieber Under the Mistletoe&lt;/a&gt;: Well you can't have a Christmas party without this one! Lots of originals and puts a fun twist on some classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNhkMhAFlhk/TtVmKZCl7YI/AAAAAAAAAhA/OlNij2Bu3pw/s1600/justin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HNhkMhAFlhk/TtVmKZCl7YI/AAAAAAAAAhA/OlNij2Bu3pw/s1600/justin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Merry-Christmas-Love-Clay-Aiken/dp/B00062ZV2E/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322608242&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Clay Aiken Merry Christmas With Love&lt;/a&gt;: So this is rather&amp;nbsp;embarrassing, but he&amp;nbsp;seriously&amp;nbsp;does have a good Christmas album. (I know, you're thinking, &lt;i&gt;and the other albums AREN'T&amp;nbsp;embarrassing&lt;/i&gt;?). Just trust me on this ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZgeItElGvU/TtVmp6xmU5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/xHmttvLg_aM/s1600/clay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZgeItElGvU/TtVmp6xmU5I/AAAAAAAAAhI/xHmttvLg_aM/s1600/clay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;And just so the last photo isn't of Clay Aiken....Merry Christmas! (I know....not much better hahaha)&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHecJhXdxAU/TtVm98c5DvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XVazoNvom9E/s1600/me+elf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHecJhXdxAU/TtVm98c5DvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XVazoNvom9E/s320/me+elf.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7545786315215424863?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7545786315215424863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7545786315215424863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7545786315215424863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7545786315215424863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/11/fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBLrVSRae3U/TtVhQcYpiVI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rTN82eMWWK8/s72-c/NSync%2BChristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8477331867704580174</id><published>2011-11-15T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:55:30.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's In a Name?</title><content type='html'>I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, otherwise known as the "Mormon" church. I have found that if I tell people I go to "The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-days Saints" they look at me like,"&lt;i&gt;Oh uh huh...&lt;/i&gt;" And then if I add I'm a Mormon, they usually respond with "&lt;i&gt;Oh! Ya, now I know what you're talking about&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always found this somewhat frustrating since we don't worship anyone by the name of Mormon, we worship Jesus Christ. So I wish people could connect the name of our church, with the nickname "Mormon" that we have been given. So I decided I would elaborate more on the name of my church and the nickname "Mormon" that has been given to us. This is all based off a great talk given last month by M. Russel Ballard, entitled "&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/the-importance-of-a-name?lang=eng"&gt;The Importance of a Name&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, it is a lot easier for me to say, "&lt;i&gt;I'm a Mormon&lt;/i&gt;" rather than rattle of the entire name of the church. So why does it matter to me that people know the official name of my church? Because the title of the Church has a much deeper meaning and explanation of who we are and what we believe. M. Russel Ballard explains that every word in the title of the church is "clarifying and indispensable."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The &lt;/b&gt;"The word &lt;i&gt;The &lt;/i&gt;indicates the unique position of the restored Church among the religions of the world." In a nutshell, we believe that before Christ there were prophets (Adam, Noah, Moses etc) that taught of Christ's church. When Christ was on the earth, he established and organized his church . After the death of Christ we believe that the whole truth of the gospel was lost, that people had parts of the truth, but not all of it. We believe that there was a need for a restoration and that Joseph Smith was called to be the prophet to restore (bring back) Christ's original church to the earth. For a more thorough blog on the restoration, you can read what I wrote previously &lt;a href="http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/plain-and-precious-truths.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Church of Jesus Christ &lt;/b&gt;"The words &lt;i&gt;Church of Jesus Christ&lt;/i&gt; declare that it is His Church."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Latter-day &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Of Latter-day&lt;/i&gt; explains that is it the same Church as the Church that Jesus Christ established during his mortal ministry but restored in these latter days."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saints &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Saint &lt;/i&gt;simply refers to those who seek to make their lives holy by covenanting to follow Christ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we believe in modern day revelation and living prophets on the earth, we believe that Jesus Christ himself named the Church. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The name the Savior has given to His Church tells us exactly who we are and what we believe&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why are we called Mormons? Because one thing that is unique about us is we believe in the Book of Mormon. &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/book-of-mormon/"&gt;The Book of Mormon&lt;/a&gt; is additional scripture, another Testament of Jesus Christ, that goes hand in hand with the Bible. Mormon was an ancient american prophet that the book is named after. Because this is unique to our religion, the nickname Mormon was given to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So feel free to call me a "Mormon", "LDS" or a member of "The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints." I just wanted to share with you why the name of the church is so important to me and what it means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to check out mormon.org for more info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gntuz97wl90/TsMIu2E-R3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/EWdyAvwfSCM/s1600/christ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gntuz97wl90/TsMIu2E-R3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/EWdyAvwfSCM/s400/christ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675389556300334962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8477331867704580174?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8477331867704580174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8477331867704580174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8477331867704580174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8477331867704580174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s In a Name?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gntuz97wl90/TsMIu2E-R3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/EWdyAvwfSCM/s72-c/christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1848085515443098027</id><published>2011-11-09T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:16:47.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot :)</title><content type='html'>I love photography, but by no means would consider myself a professional. However, I am always looking for opportunities to gain further experience. A friend of mine recently had a baby and so I realized it could be fun to do a baby photo shoot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is one month old and just darling. Although during the 2 and half hours that I was there he refused to open his beautiful blue eyes much. And within 5 minutes of me leaving, his mom told me that he was wide awake and bright eyed and bushy tailed. Too funny! It's ok, we still got some cute ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see the whole gallery go &lt;a href="http://chrisbcrazy.smugmug.com/Children/Baby-Mason/19988696_cBZZDr"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ej3pvgywrLQ/TrsJZXbOZLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/CR8WZmPwlEI/s1600/DSC_0543.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ej3pvgywrLQ/TrsJZXbOZLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/CR8WZmPwlEI/s400/DSC_0543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673138486992856242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpvhSY4dBCc/TrsJY8jjQGI/AAAAAAAAAew/JDJdjlxIC64/s1600/DSC_0522.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpvhSY4dBCc/TrsJY8jjQGI/AAAAAAAAAew/JDJdjlxIC64/s400/DSC_0522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673138479780020322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8axrO30fskE/TrsJYuyKA8I/AAAAAAAAAek/fCSrSqboQGw/s1600/DSC_0469.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8axrO30fskE/TrsJYuyKA8I/AAAAAAAAAek/fCSrSqboQGw/s400/DSC_0469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673138476083184578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dfxc7Pgl-hU/TrsJXu5UqCI/AAAAAAAAAec/1oD5QXlMHr0/s1600/DSC_0425.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dfxc7Pgl-hU/TrsJXu5UqCI/AAAAAAAAAec/1oD5QXlMHr0/s400/DSC_0425.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673138458933372962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkjSbgc1T8/TrsJWuqT7VI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QcgbE3Kb6c0/s1600/DSC_0395.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkjSbgc1T8/TrsJWuqT7VI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QcgbE3Kb6c0/s400/DSC_0395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673138441690541394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you live in the Atlanta area and would like me to do a photo shoot for you or your family, let me know!  I'd love more experience :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1848085515443098027?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1848085515443098027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1848085515443098027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1848085515443098027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1848085515443098027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/11/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot :)'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ej3pvgywrLQ/TrsJZXbOZLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/CR8WZmPwlEI/s72-c/DSC_0543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8741481366180470876</id><published>2011-10-26T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T11:29:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween :)</title><content type='html'>I have been horrid at blogging. I hope to be better (for my many many devoted readers hahaha). Life just gets busy. But I hope to start blogging once a week. We will see about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Halloween is coming up! For those of you who don't know, I am a HUGE fan of Halloween. Mostly because I really like candy. And I like free stuff. So free candy=happy me :) I will admit, much to my parents' dismay, I did trick or treat all the way through high school and even dressed up in college to take my little sisters trick or treating. ( That was just my excuse to keep going.) If I were shorter, I would just pop on a mask, and keep going now. But against my will, I finally stopped trick or treating, mostly because I was tired of old people asking me why I was still trick or treating, giving me strange things like moist towel-lets instead of candy, or refusing to give me candy altogether. (How rude!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although I no longer go trick or treating, I still love to dress up. I enjoy being creative and I believe the best way to dress up is by making your own costume. What fun is buying it all in one bag at the store for an outrageous price? No fun in that at all!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with dressing up, I really like to do group costumes. I think it's more fun to be themed with other people. It just adds to the creativity of it all. One year, my roommates and I were Goldilocks and the Three Bears. It was hysterical. (I was Papa Bear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667862983423007410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ClYU_LaZWY/TqhLWpKDmrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZzNF_WojT1Y/s400/100_7073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am lucky enough to have a boyfriend that was as (or nearly as) excited about dressing up as I was. We brainstormed costume ideas and finally decided what we would be. Then we set to work hitting up Goodwill a few times, several different craft stores, and the always reliable Walmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a blast making our costumes together. And we even won the best couples costume contest at a party last weekend. Here is what we came up with this year, thanks to Deavon's great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667862334417708034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUSEmOw4bHA/TqhKw3bIpAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/qMPIzs1nDWo/s400/DSC_0236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I made my ruby red slippers. Sequence, glue and sparkles="there's no place like home." My costume cost about $22. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667862302774553426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CW8gJpOG9gs/TqhKvBi0a1I/AAAAAAAAAdA/1xCi0LDyjY8/s400/DSC_0204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667862315609455586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FClSAsyajKU/TqhKvxW5e-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/7WoXSkPNtNs/s400/DSC_0221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667862323609516530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RbT3FNJNRas/TqhKwPKQufI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GFGXLQMfku0/s400/DSC_0222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667862309824399010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgYyTXGjqtA/TqhKvbzohqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/u74qPgT-5fw/s400/DSC_0211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good luck to all of you still planning your costumes this week :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8741481366180470876?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8741481366180470876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8741481366180470876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8741481366180470876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8741481366180470876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween :)'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ClYU_LaZWY/TqhLWpKDmrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZzNF_WojT1Y/s72-c/100_7073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3408244723384119036</id><published>2011-05-16T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:40:54.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Child of God!</title><content type='html'>I got home from a rough weekend trip to the beach with the family that I nanny for. We had a fun time, but I was really getting frustrated and impatient with the girls and ready for it to be over. The night that we got home I watched this video a friend had posted on facebook, made with the song, "I Am A Child of God" that I grew up singing at church.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JOrcqqpHCt8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video humbled me and prompted a few thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, how lucky am I to be able to help nurture and teach 3 adorable young girls, that aren't even my own children? And no matter how frustrated I get with them, they are still God's children. That really helps put things into perspective. Also, these children teach me so much. And they are so forgiving. No matter how upset I get with them, moments later they don't even remember and are giving me huge hugs. I am so grateful for their big hearts and gorgeous smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oATSOYj2b4/TdHDX1SDTmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XPhhEXN6l_w/s1600/DSC_0071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oATSOYj2b4/TdHDX1SDTmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XPhhEXN6l_w/s400/DSC_0071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607477825260179042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also thought about how frustrated I get when I have to tell the girls the same things over and over and over again, day after day after day.  Just little things like,"eat your food, wash your hands, flush the toilet, share, don't hit, stop whining, etc." To me, these are obvious things and I sometimes feel I should not have to reiterate them over and over again.  But they are just children and they are learning and they need someone consistently teaching them through a loving example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which made me think that that is exactly what God does for us.  Man, He sure must get frustrated with me.  Looking down and thinking, "Come on, all you have to do is read your scriptures and say your prayers and take time listen to Me!  Attend church and make time to serve others. It's the little things that count!"  It's the small things that are so important, and often overlooked. And I can just see Heavenly Father shaking his head at me wondering when I am going to catch on.  But He never gives up on me and He keeps on loving me no matter what. And that is truly an amazing blessing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful to know that I am a Child of God and that He truly does love me and is here for me every day.  I hope that I can do better to do the little things that He asks of me.  And I hope that I can continue to love and learn from the girls that I care for.  :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3408244723384119036?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3408244723384119036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3408244723384119036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3408244723384119036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3408244723384119036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-child-of-god.html' title='I am a Child of God!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JOrcqqpHCt8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3536196787884390955</id><published>2011-04-13T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:17:45.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love to See the Temple :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elbgnLur9o0/TaYdgtVTERI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HAcC2FiRPYY/s1600/atlanta-mormon-temple.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elbgnLur9o0/TaYdgtVTERI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HAcC2FiRPYY/s400/atlanta-mormon-temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595192034816364818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been nearly 1 year since I have blogged. Guess I need to write about something important then!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the Atlanta LDS temple is currently open to the public for tours, I am super excited about it! I thought I would share a little bit about what a temple is to me and why they are so important to those who are members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I was little, I was taught the importance of temples.  We sing the song "I Love to See the Temples" as children.  (Here is a cute video of children singing it: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhialLmt9JQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhialLmt9JQ&lt;/a&gt;)  It was not until I was a little older that I really gained an understanding and testimony of the importance of temples in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temples are sacred buildings that are dedicated as the House of the Lord.  They are not where we have our normal Sunday church meetings.  Temples are where members of the church who are in good standing can go and make sacred promises with the the Lord.  Temples are a place that we can go to get away from the ways of the world and focus on what is most important.  For me, it helps put my life into proper perspective and remind me what's truly important.  It's a great place to go and ponder and pray. The temple is a peaceful place and the spirit is very strong there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marriages are also performed in the temples.  Also referred to as a "sealing".  We believe that when couples are married or sealed in a LDS temple they are sealed to each other forever.  That the marriage lasts beyond this life.  This is one reason, when people ask me why I want to marry another Mormon, is because I can only marry someone who is LDS in the temple.  And I want to have an eternal marriage, not one that will only last in this life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work for ancestors that have passed on is also done in the temple.  We believe that baptism is essential for exaltation.  We also believe that those who were not baptized in this life, still have the opportunity to learn about the gospel and accept to be baptized. But because they no longer have a physical body, we do the baptisms for them, in the temple.  And we believe that they have the opportunity to accept or reject the baptisms performed for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are the basics of why we have temples.  I am so grateful for temples and the peace and direction I receive from attending the temple.  I'm excited to take some of my friends on a tour to the temple as well!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more info about temples, this is a great resource.  I really like that video that they made, "Mormon Temples Made Simple"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mormontempleceremony.net/"&gt;http://www.mormontempleceremony.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3536196787884390955?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3536196787884390955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3536196787884390955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3536196787884390955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3536196787884390955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-to-see-temple.html' title='I Love to See the Temple :)'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elbgnLur9o0/TaYdgtVTERI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HAcC2FiRPYY/s72-c/atlanta-mormon-temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-414746295791484194</id><published>2010-07-29T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T16:17:30.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Day</title><content type='html'>Working as a nanny for 3 energetic girls means I need to be creative. Today we did a bubble project. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we made our own homemade bubbles. Then, we taped a trash bag to a table top and poured bubble solution on it. Then, using straws we had fun blowing bubbles on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499469819727121458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/TFIKqeHRDDI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_v-1Wn_S_i0/s400/DSCN9916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499469832018035218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/TFIKrL5pghI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/WF0wjSfF0MA/s400/DSCN9924+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499469820381678658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/TFIKqgjUzEI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HzY5tezMkVQ/s400/DSCN9920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, we used food coloring and made 4 different colors of bubble solution. Then we made a bubble painting. Blowing the different colors of bubbles at a sheet of white paper. The kids had a blast and the artwork was cute.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499469846795407266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/TFIKsC82T6I/AAAAAAAAAag/fwjj_rU5igI/s400/DSCN9926+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499469840443583874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/TFIKrrSdLYI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xEJ4GiZOstA/s400/DSCN9925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-414746295791484194?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/414746295791484194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=414746295791484194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/414746295791484194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/414746295791484194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/07/bubble-day.html' title='Bubble Day'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/TFIKqeHRDDI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_v-1Wn_S_i0/s72-c/DSCN9916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2504117610721932564</id><published>2010-05-09T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:33:42.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Families Can Be Together Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Our family is the focus of our greatest work and joy in this life; so will it be throughout all eternity&lt;/em&gt;." -&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elder Russel M. Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, being mother's day, has really made me think about how blessed I am to be part of such an amazing family. (Even if they do drive me insane). My parents are the best parents anyone could ask for. My dad is an amazingly patient and kind man who does his best to follow the Savior and set a good example for his children. I hope that one day I can find a man who is even half as amazing as him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mom is the most selfless, hardest working woman I know. She never thinks about herself, and she is always worried about the happiness of her husband and children. She is always on the go never stopping to take time for herself. She never ceases to amaze me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, my siblings, I can't put them on high as pedestals as my parents. Haha. However, they are each amazing in their own way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My sister, Stephanie, has been through so much, health wise. She amazes me with her good attitude about it all and her persistence to keep pushing ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My brother, David, just got married to a wonderful girl, Vanalorin. It's great to see them starting their lives together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I currently have 2 brothers, James and Matthew, serving missions, out teaching the gospel in Peru and Washington. They are great examples to me and it's amazing to see them grow as they serve the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My baby sisters, Emily and Alison, aren't really babies anymore. They are growing up so fast it's scary. But they are good girls and it's great to see them making good decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although I have no idea where my life will take me, I am so grateful for the time I have had at home this month. I am grateful that I always have my family and I am grateful for what they have taught me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469462836609670338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S-dveLBR3MI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SL6YU7qMT8c/s400/100_1958.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(This is from 2008...but it's the best I have of all of us together).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The family is central to the Creator’s plan for the eternal destiny of His children. … Husband and wife have a solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and for their children. … Parents have a sacred duty to rear their children in love and righteousness, to provide for their physical and spiritual needs, to teach them to love and serve one another, [and] to observe the commandments of God."-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=3fac6e9ce9b1c010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;The Family, A Proclamation to the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2504117610721932564?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2504117610721932564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2504117610721932564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2504117610721932564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2504117610721932564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/famlies-can-be-together-forever.html' title='Families Can Be Together Forever'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S-dveLBR3MI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SL6YU7qMT8c/s72-c/100_1958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3543534442556392607</id><published>2010-02-20T14:06:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:07:08.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's not for sale...it's free!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S4BdASr06vI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wKaZrDPenFk/s1600-h/free+now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S4BdASr06vI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wKaZrDPenFk/s400/free+now.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440450609460603634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was in the snowbank at my complex.  I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3543534442556392607?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3543534442556392607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3543534442556392607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3543534442556392607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3543534442556392607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-its-not-for-saleits-free.html' title='I guess it&apos;s not for sale...it&apos;s free!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S4BdASr06vI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wKaZrDPenFk/s72-c/free+now.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2557353313951900598</id><published>2010-02-18T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T17:28:28.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow for SALE!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I barely made it out of DC on Thursday night on my flight to Atlanta. Friday morning I'm snuggled in my bed (or air mattress) at my friend's house, fast asleep. I'm awakened by my friend's cousin upstairs who squeals, "Yay! Snow!" &lt;i&gt;Good grief, is it really already snowing?&lt;/i&gt; Luckily, it wasn't snowing yet, but her cousin was getting a half day because it was &lt;i&gt;supposed &lt;/i&gt;to snow. Unbelievable. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday afternoon it started to snow in Atlanta. And it kept right on snowing till late evening. We made a snowman. I cannot believe it snowed in GA. Luckily it all melted the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439754622291264498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S33kAgb1w_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/-NK5dpr1jtY/s400/DSCN7999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, snow in DC continues to be a HUGE problem. I thought traffic was bad before...well this is just a joke. Since there is no where to put the snow, it is covering up half of the roads, so roads are now narrower and a lot of lanes are non existent at the moment, resulting in the worst traffic conditions I have seen yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with the narrow roads and bad parking and congested traffic, comes something I find rather comical. Since most people who live in DC have to park on the streets, they all had to dig their cars out after the plows went through. And since the snow is taking up half of the parking spots, those who dug their cars out seem to feel that they earned themselves a permanent parking spot. Which results in people leaving the strangest and most random objects in their parking space while they are away, to reserve their spots. As I drive down the roads of DC I now entertain myself in the traffic jams by looking for the most random objects used to reserve parking spots. Here are photos I took the first day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439757828081617826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S33m7G70i6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/Kq-n9c8BnuI/s400/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439757832140567314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S33m7WDjMxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DVHYYeufUps/s400/pot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439757829234005570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S33m7LOklkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QUTDvZwmZ_Q/s400/chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seen lawn chairs, bar stools, benches, car seats, orange cones, tables, potted plants, brooms, cardboard boxes, garbage cans, and my favorite that I saw today was crutches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, we got another fun notice from our apartment complex on our door, entitled "We have Free Snow Everywhere" (Please take all you can carry--maybe even sell it?). The flier informed residence of all the efforts that have been put into getting our parking lot back in order. It also informs us that there are laws as to where they can move the snow to. (Which is another thing I find so entertaining....the dump trucks loaded with snow that drive off somewhere to the unknown to discard of it). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end of the flier states "It's easier to be happy than to complain about a record setting snow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's complaining? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2557353313951900598?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2557353313951900598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2557353313951900598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2557353313951900598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2557353313951900598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-for-sale.html' title='Snow for SALE!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S33kAgb1w_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/-NK5dpr1jtY/s72-c/DSCN7999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8875354877029730563</id><published>2010-02-12T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:41:57.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Snow Adventure</title><content type='html'>Figured I had written enough about snow.  Now you can see it for yourself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WOYjv-JEM8&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 src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WOYjv-JEM8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8875354877029730563?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8875354877029730563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8875354877029730563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8875354877029730563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8875354877029730563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-snow-adventure.html' title='My Snow Adventure'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-5496474903017883013</id><published>2010-02-12T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:10:59.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One would think a snow day off from work equals a day off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But that is quite the contrary.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These snow days this week is making my work even worse and putting my clients in even more crisis situations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since we were not open to serve our clients we needed to call all of our clients today to see how they were doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s just say I had some interesting conversations and had to call 911.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All in all it was an eventful “snow day” from work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can’t wait to see how crazy next week will be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the meantime I was obsessively checking the status of my flight leaving for Atlanta this evening.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was certain that it would be cancelled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somehow, I lucked out by flying out of the right airport at the right time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I scheduled to have the airport shuttle pick me up because I was not sure if the public busses would be running and I did not know if my friends/roommates would be shoveled out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My shuttle was to come by 4:09pm at the latest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By 4:20pm I was trying to contact them but the lines were busy due to the “weather on the eastern coast”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I was on hold I had another call come in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the shuttle company telling me they could not dispatch a driver to me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a little late to be telling me this. &lt;/i&gt;She then continues to tell me that they are sending a cab instead, with no expense to me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cab should arrive in 15-20 min.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good thing I booked my shuttle early.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Cab finally arrives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As he is trying to pull out of my complex he gets stuck.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After about 20 min of shoving/2 men pushing, he is able to get unstuck. At this point, while still in my complex parking lot, the tab on the cab rate is $6.75 already.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The drive to the airport is fine, other than the fact that it’s 22 degrees out and he doesn’t have the heat on and he has the window cracked. By the time we arrive at the airport I am unsure if I still have toes and the total bill for the shuttle company to pay is $52.35.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dang&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I have arrived safely in Atlanta, determined to have a fun weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although the forecast tomorrow in the ATL&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is…..you guessed it….snow!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-5496474903017883013?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5496474903017883013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=5496474903017883013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/5496474903017883013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/5496474903017883013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-day-2.html' title='Snow Day #2'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2651937923242328948</id><published>2010-02-10T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:16:08.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know all of my avid readers are just dying to know how another day of mine in snowy arctics of DC went.  Here ya go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After all this crazy snow and a new blizzard predicted to last all day today, my work finally closed.  I was as excited as a high schooler to find out that I was finally getting a snow day.  Not just a snow day, but a paid snow day!  About time!  I woke up at 10am, rolled out of bed to flick on the light and ...nothing.  I realize the power is out.  "&lt;i&gt;Darn it, what on earth will I do today&lt;/i&gt;?" Then it hits me, I didn't charge my phone last night and it's almost dead.  &lt;i&gt;Crap&lt;/i&gt;.  I send out a mass text to my friend and then call my mom to tell her I'm turning off my phone.  Then I consign myself to the fact that I am going to die.  I'm going to either freeze to death or die of boredom.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went through the list of things I normally would do when snowed in (since this seems to be a common re-occurrence since moving here).  Internet. Nope. Movie. Nope. Radio. Nope. Text. Nope. Bake. Nope. I realize I can't even play my roommate's piano because it's electric.  So what's left?  I can...read.  So I sat on the couch with 5 blankets and read a random book that was sitting on the end table in the living room.  As a sit there I hear "&lt;i&gt;tick, tock, tick, tock&lt;/i&gt;" and the howling wind outside.  The silence is killing me.  Slowly, but surely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two hours later I hear a noise that makes my heart stop, I hold my breath and turn my head.  Could it be?  The lights on my stereo are flashing.  &lt;i&gt;THE POWER IS BACK ON!  &lt;/i&gt;I run faster than you can believe to plug in my phone and I realize that maybe I won't die today after all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, I made a snow day video, but will have to post it later because youtube is not behaving.  Tomorrow is another day off work and I'm waiting to see if my flight to ATL will be canceled for tomorrow night.  I sure as heck hope not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FYI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Current snowfall this year, breaks record: 54.9 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Previous record was in 1898-99:  54.5 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So glad I could be here to be part of the record breaking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/242378407003345962-2651937923242328948?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2651937923242328948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2651937923242328948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2651937923242328948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2651937923242328948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2923237949754972886</id><published>2010-02-09T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:02:13.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I can't seem to help myself. I apparently have an obsession with blogging about the snow that occurs here in DC. I guess I just find it so entertaining/frustrating since I'm used to snow and used to living in a place that knows how to handle snow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I had to go to work. First thing on my agenda was to go to my clients house so I could take her to get her check and to get groceries (before the big storm hits again tonight). This what her road looked like...which was also at an incline. I had to drive up it, park in the middle of the road for her to get in and then back down it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436380143853735538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3Hm8ApjjnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3dSEAwgvbuE/s400/road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at the grocery store all the shelves look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436381057914135058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3HnxNyiYhI/AAAAAAAAAYg/E15c50qaBL0/s400/shelves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the line to check out looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436380128392011522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3Hm7HDMXwI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_zzwCgqb3y0/s400/line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After driving on her treacherous road for the second time that day I head to my office. Don't worry, there is not a parking spot in sight. Luckily they were letting anyone park in the lot and I took the last spot. Sat in the office, dealt with a few crisis situations, rescheduled appointments, did paper work. It was thrilling. Three of 13 of us were there by the end of the day. What a joke. When we headed out, my co-workers car would not start. So we got it jumped:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436380125796782466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3Hm69YcUYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pSkpok_2UUs/s400/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what all the main roads in DC look like.  &lt;em&gt;Wow, so nice and plowed I can't believe it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436380132555217122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3Hm7Wjx2OI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Efj4GfTGozM/s400/main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I drove home it started to snow and by the time I got to VA it was getting worse. I stopped and got food at McD's and went next door to the 7 Eleven to fill up my tank and get a red box movie. You know I had a bad day when I end it with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436380142244495906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3Hm76p4giI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/t4vynEe0-4Q/s400/mc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember the last time I spent more than $2 at McD's.  And I for sure don't remember the last time I bought a drink at McD's!   I went "all out". LOL Now for "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs" I would give anything for that forecast over this SNOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2923237949754972886?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2923237949754972886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2923237949754972886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2923237949754972886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2923237949754972886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-fun-day-at-work.html' title='Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S3Hm8ApjjnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3dSEAwgvbuE/s72-c/road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3598860206042803278</id><published>2010-02-08T18:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:33:02.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VENTING!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.csmonitor.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/0208-asnowday-washington-600/7365242-1-eng-US/0208-ASNOWDAY-washington-600_full_380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.csmonitor.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/0208-asnowday-washington-600/7365242-1-eng-US/0208-ASNOWDAY-washington-600_full_380.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Don't bother reading this I'm just venting.  This snow thing has gone too far!  According to DC's snow removal plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;"Washington DC’s Snow and Ice Removal Plan gives clearing residential streets the same priority as removing snow from the city’s major corridors.  As of 2009, during any snow storm, all streets will be treated simultaneously.  Washington DC has approximately 400 pieces of equipment and 750 personnel available to help out during any given storm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I guess by removing snow on all streets "simultaneously" they mean that they will remove snow on NONE of the streets? If I'm understanding that correctly. Maybe the DC government is unable to figure out how their "4oo pieces of equipment" work? Or their "750 personnel" just vanished? Either way, the streets aren't cleared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;text-decoration: inherit;position:staticfont-family:inherit;" id="articlebody"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;However, while the Federal Government employees get to have Mon AND Tues (and prob Wed) off of work and all schools are closed, DC government is pretending they have done their job clearing the roads and forcing their employees to work. Oh but don't worry, they were so kind as to give us a ONE hour delay on Monday. Thanks. I appreciate all the work you have done so that I can get to my job safely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3598860206042803278?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3598860206042803278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3598860206042803278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3598860206042803278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3598860206042803278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/venting.html' title='VENTING!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-54968250125304633</id><published>2010-02-07T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:16:37.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow saga continues...</title><content type='html'>This morning after breakfast I once again headed out to finish digging out my car. I really thought I would never be done shoveling. Of course the plow had decided that plowing by our section of cars was too much work so I not only had to shovel around my car, but then had to shovel out where I would need to back out my car as well. Let me tell you, my back and arms are rather sore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435580362027778066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S28PilLBQBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VO8VzqEkvJs/s400/DSCN7947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I finally had it all dug out. And of course the parking spot is tilted at a downward slant, and my front wheels are in a puddle of icy water. I couldn't get it to go anywhere. Part way through my shoveling 3 African men started shoveling a car out 2 down from mine. We had talked a bit and so they offered to help me push my car. I shoveled out the front area where my car was and then pulled it part way back into it's spot. Hopefully, I can pull out ok on my own tomorrow.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435612945979599138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S28tLN2g6SI/AAAAAAAAAXw/NlcslbxV8Ig/s400/DSCN7949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, the 3 men took only an hour to shovel out the car they were working on. Took me 2 days! Haha. Oh well, at least I got it done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-54968250125304633?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/54968250125304633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=54968250125304633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/54968250125304633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/54968250125304633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-saga-continues.html' title='Snow saga continues...'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S28PilLBQBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VO8VzqEkvJs/s72-c/DSCN7947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1460876279595157625</id><published>2010-02-06T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:34:37.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hours of snow later....</title><content type='html'>After I woke up this morning (which was closer to afternoon than morning) and had some breakfast I suited up to go outside and assess the amount of damage from a whole night of snow. It was still snowing and blowing. The plow had gone by leaving a nice hill of snow piled behind the cars. I brushed the snow off my car (and by brushed I mean that I pushed and shoved with all my might to remove 2 feet of snow) using my arms because the little snow scraper was useless. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435335296661677202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S24wp5ipZJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ye2yr1dyYJQ/s400/DSCN7898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I began shoveling. And since I'm not a complete idiot, I had to make sure to walk each heap of snow over to the snowbank across the way, instead of piling it behind the cars next to me. As I was shoveling a man came out with his gloves wrapped in plastic bags grasping a dust pan. He stood staring at his car for a long time. After awhile 2 men with shovels came to help him shovel his car out. Don't worry, they just piled the snow behind the 2 cars on either side of him. Outstanding. While I was out shoveling today I saw at least 3 plow trucks get stuck on our lot. I see they are making major headway with their "plan of action".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435337803584928802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S24y70jufCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/S4ohM79RUv4/s400/DSCN7901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snow finally stopped falling about 5pm. I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings in the snow clearing business.... good thing church is canceled...I'm not too optimistic about the results.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435338878249789010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S24z6X_y5lI/AAAAAAAAAXg/46V-YyyVGpI/s400/DSCN7931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1460876279595157625?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1460876279595157625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1460876279595157625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1460876279595157625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1460876279595157625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/24-hours-of-snow-later.html' title='24 hours of snow later....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/S24wp5ipZJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/ye2yr1dyYJQ/s72-c/DSCN7898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-993601647013445665</id><published>2010-02-05T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:54:47.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow...what a mess.</title><content type='html'>All week I have heard people anxiously talking about the weekend snow storm.  Supposed to be the biggest snowstorm in the area in years.  Previously, before the last big snow storm where I was snowed in for 3 days, I scoffed and rolled my eyes at these people.  I am from Wisconsin...snow is no big deal...or so I thought.  I learned my lesson last time.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned quickly that no one in VA knows how to handle snow.  That they don't clear the roads, that no one owns a shovel and that grocery stores sell out quickly.  I had a busy week so I really didn't have time to battle the crowds at the grocery stores.  I made a quick assessment and decided that I could get by with my food and toilet paper that I already had.  I mean, you can always eat pb and j.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was highly entertained when I got home last night and saw a notice on my apartment door.  It was warning of the adverse weather conditions. It had amazing tips such as "Go to the store on Thursday"  and "Please stay inside."  The best part of all was the Plan of Action (although on the flier they spelled it "Acction"):  Plow and apply ice melt sufficient to make complex accessible Fri evening.  The, plow and apply ice melt during the day on Sat and again Sat night into Sun morning."  &lt;i&gt;What a relief to know they had a plan!  I wonder how many people were on this committee to figure out what to do when it snows?&lt;/i&gt;  (sense my sarcasm?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the kicker:  "Best guess if humanely possible: is that the property and roadways will be cleared enough by Monday morning."  Somehow, I'm doubting this.  Unless they have learned from last time that you do not shovel snow off the sidewalks into the road.... stay tuned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-993601647013445665?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/993601647013445665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=993601647013445665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/993601647013445665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/993601647013445665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowwhat-mess.html' title='Snow...what a mess.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-5861140682682173808</id><published>2010-01-30T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:04:16.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure of Getting a Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/a04/v3/9i/erase-hair-product-mistake-200X200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/a04/v3/9i/erase-hair-product-mistake-200X200.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know about you, but I hate moving to a new place and not knowing a good hairdresser.  I'm not even that high maintenance, it's just hard to find someone good at a good price.  I have a hairdresser in Utah that I love and any time I travel out there I make sure to get an appointment with her.  But in the meantime....I have been in DC for a couple months and my last haircut was in Atlanta with a random girl.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to be brave.  I had a coupon for 50% off a haircut at a salon in the mall, which I usually try to avoid but since I had a coupon I figured I'd try it.  I called and made an appointment and told them I had the coupon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I headed on over and was late because of all the snow.  I should have known right away that I should turn around and leave the moment I saw the place.  And I almost did, but instead, took a leap into the dark.  The lady at the desk was very boisterous sharing with everyone that she had recently lost 27 pounds.  I tell her that I'm 30 min late for my appointment.  There was one hairdresser highlighting someones hair.  She is an older asian woman who seems to pretend she doesn't really know much English (and from what I can tell, seems to be pretending she knows how to do hair...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much discussion and confusion, apparently my appointment was with the Asian woman, but she had "accidentally" taken the other lady's client.  So they tell me to sit in a chair and wait for the other woman, who ran to get coffee.  So this whole time I'm waiting I'm torn from running out so fast and never looking back, and just remaining there and braving the haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sit waiting, I am hoping with all my heart that the other woman coming back is younger and more fashionable and knows what she's doing.  But to no avail, the woman that comes to cut my hair is an older Hispanic woman with bleached blonde hair.  When she finds out that the Asian woman has taken her client, she is irate and they start yelling at each other.  Finally the Hispanic lady comes over to me and starts taking my pony tail out and asks what kind of cut that I want.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the whole time she is washing my hair her long nails are scraping my scalp and the water is cold.  She washed my hair so fast and erratically I was not sure what to think.  Then she just starts cutting.  Snip snip snip, so fast I'm afraid what the result is going to be.  My heart is racing so fast but I am trying to remain calm.  After she was finished cutting, she finally slowed down and was blowing drying my hair using a round brush.  It took forever and she was pulling so hard at my hair I wanted to kick her.   She was working so hard to make my hair curl under and it looked awful.  I told her it was fine.  I wanted the heck out of there!  When I was done I gave her my coupon and she replied, "That's why she didn't want to cut your hair!" referring to the Asian woman.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways she gave me the discount even after stating that the coupon is technically not one they are supposed to take (which I have no idea why), I gave her a tip, and away I ran, NEVER to look back.  (The actual haircut is fine, it could be better, but it was just the customer service that was awful).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I learn from this?  That I still don't have a place to get my haircut in DC.  Maybe next time will be better....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-5861140682682173808?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5861140682682173808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=5861140682682173808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/5861140682682173808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/5861140682682173808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/adventure-of-getting-haircut.html' title='The Adventure of Getting a Haircut'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8280731727809488610</id><published>2009-12-31T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:39:34.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember when....do you remember that?....2009.</title><content type='html'>1. Brought in the New Year in Lynchburg, VA at a concert with Jeremy Camp and lots of confetti.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1942/3/28/17802801/n17802801_36775679_245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Back to BYU for my last semester of my undergrad. Enjoyed local artists Allred and Love You Long Time with Shawna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2074/3/28/17802801/n17802801_36924578_4810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. As the presidency of BSWSA, Shawna, Fred and I and the rest of BSWSA worked hard to put on a benefit concert to raise money for a local agency, in remembrance of Social Work month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/2634_608969523209_17802801_37232891_837643_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Shawna, Kelly and I went on a huge road trip to Idaho, Washington and Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/2634_610345405929_17802801_37272947_6164280_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Then Jesi flew out to Utah and we took a road trip to Phoenix and Las Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/3/28/17802801/n17802801_37308267_2123713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. A couple weeks later Lisa and I went out to Denver, CO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 438px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc1/3087_630639321759_17802801_37368572_440007_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Somewhere among all that I was completing my internship at a mental health agency and managed to graduate from BYU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc1/3087_658526101429_17802801_37477668_4053939_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. As a graduation gift to myself I went on a cruise to the Bahamas with Kelly, Jesi and Sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs005.snc1/4415_661271943739_17802801_37572566_2420273_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Then, a week after the cruise Kelly, Jesi, Sarah, Mollie and I all met up in MI and while we were there, formed "The Sisterhood".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 475px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs005.snc1/4415_662415951139_17802801_37613006_2341120_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Spent about a month at home with the family and then headed on a greyhound down to Atlanta, GA...with a pit spot in KY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 465px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs082.snc1/5012_669550084279_17802801_37892377_5222942_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. On my long greyhound ride, got a job offer as a live in nanny in GA. Enjoyed watching 3 darling girls for the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15346_704018823649_17802801_39155513_4605286_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. While in GA, Shawna and I enjoyed road trips to Savannah, Tybee Island, Hilten Head, Nashville, AL, NC and FL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs274.snc1/10118_688283731899_17802801_38655210_5332944_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Jesi and I took a trip to Baton Rouge, LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 433px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs148.snc1/5490_676450525739_17802801_38205541_6575207_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Sarah and I took Jesi to Orlando Florida to go to Disney World on her birthday. We also went to Universal Studios for a couple days. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 439px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs254.snc1/10118_690005501459_17802801_38723032_5515711_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Kelly came out to visit ATL and then all the girls road triped it to AL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 445px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs254.snc1/10118_695882853199_17802801_38901511_5615013_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. I got a job interview in DC so I went out for a week to visit Kate, site-see and do some interviews. I ended up with 2 job offers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 472px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs076.snc3/14345_700041154929_17802801_39028301_3160959_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Sarah came down for my last weekend in the ATL....we went on a cheap date ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 445px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs088.snc3/15533_705694799979_17802801_39199336_4501782_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. I moved to DC, started my job, and survived their worst snow storm in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs108.snc3/15533_711482641099_17802801_39359586_854265_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in other words, in 2009 I.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-graduated, got my first real job and bought my first car.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-visited 13 states and the Bahamas and lived in 4 states. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-attended 59 concerts (but who's counting?).&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I just realized my 2009 began in VA (on a trip) and ended in VA (as my new home...) Round circle!!!!!!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to see what 2010 brings.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8280731727809488610?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8280731727809488610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8280731727809488610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8280731727809488610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8280731727809488610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember-whendo-you-remember-that2009.html' title='Remember when....do you remember that?....2009.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7637189898923887385</id><published>2009-12-21T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:55:33.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the good in the bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you're in a bad situation, don't worry it'll change. If you're in a good situation, don't worry it'll change."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Story of my life today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #1: I was not able to go to work today because my car was snowed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #1: I was able to sleep in a little since I knew I could not go to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #2: I did not have a shovel to shovel my car out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #2: After asking, and staring at the grounds crew, they finally decided 2 of their guys could come help me dig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #3: After getting my car dug out, my car would not start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #3: My roommate and I were helping a woman dig out her car, and turns out, her son has jumper cables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #4: My car is stuck facing a snow bank, and has cars parked on both sides, not able to be jumped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #4: We get this amazing idea that we can push my car straight out so he can pull up his car to it and jump it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #5: My roommate and the boy are not strong enough to get move my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #5: As they are attempting to push my car, I see 4 missionaries walking through the parking lot across from us. We yell for them to come help, and with their help, we easily move my car, and they help get it jumped right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #6: The Ford Dealership is full of people who need their cars looked at for repairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #6: I meet the manager and he is a super friendly old man and he helps me get checked in and get my car taken care of right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #7: I need a new battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #7: It could have been worse and it fixed my broken seat warmer. And I was able to get my safety inspection done at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad Thing #8: I went to Target and traffic was awful cause everyone and their dog decided to finish up their Christmas shopping today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Good Thing #8: TIM TAMS were on SALE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Perfect ending to a very good/bad/adventurous day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417809574653541810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy_tGnXvPbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NSqXdFuJTOE/s400/DSCN7345.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417809553843472626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy_tFZ2OyPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Vckqy2igUbE/s400/tim+tam+sale.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On another note, can you tell me what you see wrong with these next 2 pics? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417809556454607490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy_tFjkxioI/AAAAAAAAAVs/d3nfl3V8_kw/s400/DSCN7343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417810534781813026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy_t-gIKASI/AAAAAAAAAWE/JdOD2hkBXME/s400/DSCN7344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7637189898923887385?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7637189898923887385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7637189898923887385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7637189898923887385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7637189898923887385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/12/finding-good-in-bad.html' title='Finding the good in the bad.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy_tGnXvPbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NSqXdFuJTOE/s72-c/DSCN7345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-5639723930383180956</id><published>2009-12-20T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T11:20:42.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Christmas?</title><content type='html'>So I recently moved to Washington DC. I was sad to be leaving warm GA, but was told by numerous people, not to worry because DC doesn't have very harsh winters. Well I have been here three weeks and this weekend, the biggest snow storm in years decided to dump 20 some inches where I now reside. Sweet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, it might not be so bad. I mean, I am from Wisconsin, I can handle this. However, people here just don't know how to handle this weather. No one has snow shovels and no one knows how to drive in it. I woke up this morning after the storm had stopped. People are outside clearing their cars. Since they don't have snow shovels, they are using gardening shovels, pans, buckets, little tyke shovels, you name it they have it. It is rather funny to me. But, laugh as I may, I also do not own a snow shovel. (How embarrassing for a person from Wisconsin!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While outside trying to uncover my car and clear the area around it, people are trying to drive out of the parking lot, which is not cleared. So one guy's car got stuck right behind mine. And so me and about 3 other guys spent over an hour helping him get his car moved. What a joke. I think it's safe to say that I will be snowed in for a third day tomorrow and not be able to make it to work.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417399599822612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy54O8HFJiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oYoqOP-i2Uo/s400/DSCN7319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417399603891966882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy54PLRSk6I/AAAAAAAAAVM/OiQd7oIsOIs/s400/DSCN7336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417399611770091314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy54PonlNzI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Eoxjuj9SWug/s400/DSCN7340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417399615813680706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy54P3rpfkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2zSx-1qqxH4/s400/DSCN7342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-5639723930383180956?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5639723930383180956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=5639723930383180956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/5639723930383180956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/5639723930383180956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-christmas.html' title='White Christmas?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/Sy54O8HFJiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oYoqOP-i2Uo/s72-c/DSCN7319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7741133354628377661</id><published>2009-10-02T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:19:43.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah...</title><content type='html'>Since I graduated from college in April I'm obviously not back at BYU right now. But a lot of my friends on facebook are and it's weird to read their status updates and not be there. But weird in a good way. I can confidently say that I do not miss being at BYU. However, I was talking with my friend tonight that also graduated from there and I said that I do wish there were a few things from Utah that I could have with me. They are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allred Concerts: What can I say, it was fun going to his shows multiple times a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388207944157196386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SsbCk8dtcGI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jUZifE15UkE/s400/100_9398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smart Cookie: YUM. $2 icecream sandwich on freshly baked cookies? Heck yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388207073527456498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SsbByRHZ4vI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RiyRLANV1BE/s400/100_2615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J-Dawgs: Best hot dogs you'll ever eat. I sure do miss that special sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388207069165825698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SsbByA3grqI/AAAAAAAAAUo/tITSBErdzLg/s400/100_2613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Divas Hair Salon (Payson): Great haircuts for super cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shirley's Bakery: Best cinnamon rolls ever. I would go on runs there just to get them to feel less guilty about eating a whole dozen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 3/5 of the things I miss from Utah are food places. Go figure :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7741133354628377661?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7741133354628377661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7741133354628377661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7741133354628377661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7741133354628377661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/10/utah.html' title='Utah...'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SsbCk8dtcGI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jUZifE15UkE/s72-c/100_9398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-632989004984474024</id><published>2009-09-22T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:11:32.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to MY Pillow! *tear*</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I went on a road trip.  Yeah, I know what you're thinking.  "&lt;i&gt;Big surprise.&lt;/i&gt;"  But something tragic happened.  The road trip was the norm, nothing out of the ordinary.  Just to North Carolina for a concert.  Trip was fun, concert was great, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;.  Stayed in a cheap motel, all the usual.  Drove home.  As I am getting out of the car my thought was "I just want to grab my pillow and go take a nap."  Then I freeze.  I look at our stuff in the back seat.  My heart stops.  I find it difficult to breathe.  "No--it couldn't be!"   And then I scream as I realize I have abandoned my pillow of over 20 years by leaving it at a dumpy motel somewhere in South Carolina.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now you're thinking, "&lt;i&gt;Really?  Is she seriously writing a blog about a pillow she left at a motel?  Really&lt;/i&gt;?"  Yes, yes I am!  But not just ANY pillow.  This is MY pillow that I have used since I can remember.  MY pillow that I take with me no matter where I am going.  Whether its to a sleepover across the street, on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;road trip&lt;/span&gt; across the country, or on a cruise to the Bahamas, MY pillow goes with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Wow, this girl has an emotional attachment issue with this pillow&lt;/i&gt;."  Well not really.  The thing is, my pillow is really flat.  I have tried sleeping with big comfortable fluffy pillows.  They seem so appealing but alas, I have the worst nights sleep and when I awake my neck and back are so sore.  Hence, the reason I have stuck with MY pillow through the years.  I have never found another pillow good enough to replace it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after feeling like a neglectful pillow owner and wallowing in self pity over my loss I called the motel to see if I they had my pillow and I could get it shipped to me.  After struggling with their bad English and my impatience, I gave up on the idea of ever seeing MY precious flat pillow ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I thought all was lost and I would never get a good nights sleep again my friend Shawna came to my rescue.  Her aunt gave me two pillows to try and Shawna gave me one pillow.  All three where of different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flatnesses&lt;/span&gt;.  I had my doubts that I would have much success with these wannabe flat pillows but decided I had no other options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up trying the pillow Shawna gave me that was the medium flatness.  I decided that the other ones were too flat and too fat.  And Shawna's was just right.  Although it still does not mold to my head the way MY pillow did, I am beginning to accept that this pillow will have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I say farewell to MY pillow.  It was a great 20+ years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Wish I had a picture of me and my pillow to insert here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-632989004984474024?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/632989004984474024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=632989004984474024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/632989004984474024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/632989004984474024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/09/farewell-to-my-pillow-tear.html' title='Farewell to MY Pillow! *tear*'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2596449106592236953</id><published>2009-09-15T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:26:44.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida...my home away from home?</title><content type='html'>So this summer I have been to Florida four times. I feel very lucky. Although, living in GA for three of those trips sure helped! For Labor Day weekend I was privlidged to go to Jacksonville, FL with the family I work for. And they let me bring Shawna along! We got to fly in a private plane and stay on the beach. It was a lot of fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381807074280559730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrAFBSAtVHI/AAAAAAAAATY/GRrQ5JH5PBo/s400/DSCN3902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381807078108002546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrAFBgRPePI/AAAAAAAAATg/pYAJGjJ20Rw/s400/DSCN3969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381807087844962466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrAFCEitsKI/AAAAAAAAATo/HnSzlJ_ixxU/s400/DSCN4022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381807096599061778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrAFClJ2pRI/AAAAAAAAATw/1Fyr1kJu2hk/s400/DSCN4011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then this past weekend, my friends and I kind of made last minute plans to go to Disney World! We drove through the night Thurs night and arrived at Disney right when it was opening Friday morning. We spent all of Friday at Magic Kingdom. It was so much fun and SO tiring! We slept very well on Friday night. Saturday was spent at Universal Studios where there was "Rock the Universe" concerts. Sunday morning we went to Islands of Adventure and drove back home. It was an amazing fun filled weekend. With beef on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381807104381373362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrAFDCJTS7I/AAAAAAAAAT4/0Nj6grdD37U/s400/DSCN4198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381870168475885010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrA-Z2NG3dI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KfKNP1D9eW8/s400/DSCN4514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381870160234993986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrA-ZXgU2UI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-dq-G9xdmEk/s400/DSCN4492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381870148456142082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrA-YroB1QI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fus_O14CO6I/s400/DSCN4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381870139084200498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrA-YItlWjI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Rbw12BEbdiI/s400/DSCN4218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2596449106592236953?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2596449106592236953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2596449106592236953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2596449106592236953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2596449106592236953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/09/floridamy-home-away-from-home.html' title='Florida...my home away from home?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SrAFBSAtVHI/AAAAAAAAATY/GRrQ5JH5PBo/s72-c/DSCN3902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3064339089783220187</id><published>2009-08-04T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:47:38.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!</title><content type='html'>So I'm not sure why I have not blogged for a long time. Maybe it's because I don't have a job where I can get paid to blog? Or maybe it's because my life is boring. Or because I have just been super lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer has been crazy fun. Went on the cruise to the Bahamas and then I was home for awhile, kicking it with the family. Finally, I made my move to Atlanta, GA. On my way to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ATL&lt;/span&gt;, I rode a greyhound for a million hours and stopped in KY to go to a concert festival with my girls. On they greyhound I got a phone call confirming a job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These past few months I have been working as a nanny. I live with the family about an hour south of Atlanta in the middle of nowhere. It has been a fun job. I watch three girls, Anna (4 yrs), Courtney (20 months) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madelyne&lt;/span&gt; (4 months). They have a beautiful home and a beautiful pool. :) A car was also included with the position, which has assisted in numerous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;road trips&lt;/span&gt; (surprise surprise).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366261625008271842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjKhCptseI/AAAAAAAAAS0/UrmvyTxsjAM/s400/DSCN3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366258744594404418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjH5YRiFEI/AAAAAAAAASM/Dnw8DP25S2k/s400/DSCN4030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366261616521897970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjKgjCZ5_I/AAAAAAAAASs/Rj4m7WCG-b0/s400/DSCN4249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366261613997926498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjKgZopKGI/AAAAAAAAASk/t5SZTSavdpc/s400/DSCN4374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366261606299461730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjKf89L6GI/AAAAAAAAASc/93Pe_a4a8MM/s400/DSCN4187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366261600472086034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjKfnP1NhI/AAAAAAAAASU/QmypITOyVCo/s400/DSCN4063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer I have been to 6 new states, leaving 15 left to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Georgia: I live here now.&lt;br /&gt;2. North Carolina: I went river rafting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Alabama: Drove through there on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;road trips&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Mississippi: Drove through there on a trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Louisiana&lt;/span&gt;: Went to a concert there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. South Carolina: Went to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways in case you cannot tell, it has been a busy summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3064339089783220187?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3064339089783220187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3064339089783220187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3064339089783220187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3064339089783220187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SnjKhCptseI/AAAAAAAAAS0/UrmvyTxsjAM/s72-c/DSCN3583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7481157861441396346</id><published>2009-05-24T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:44:43.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Hands?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twu.ca/life/lead/serving-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.twu.ca/life/lead/serving-hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A basketball in my hands is worth about $19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about $33 million.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A baseball in my hands is worth about $6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A baseball in Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mcquire's&lt;/span&gt; hands is worth about $19 million.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tennis racket is useless in my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tennis racket in Pete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sampras&lt;/span&gt;' hands is a Wimbledon Championship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rod in my hands will keep away a wild animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sling shot in David's hand is a mighty weapon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple of fish sandwiches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in God's hands will feed thousands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will produce salvation for the entire world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you see now, it depends whose hands it's in. So put your concerns, your worries, your fears, your hopes, your dreams, your families and your relationships in God's hands, because -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.causeofliberty.com/wp-content/jesuschrist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7481157861441396346?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7481157861441396346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7481157861441396346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7481157861441396346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7481157861441396346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/whose-hands.html' title='Whose Hands?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8159462978348445377</id><published>2009-05-23T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:31:17.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that live under rocks....today was a very exciting day! $1 Flip Flop Day at Old Navy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sisterlysavings.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/6a00d83451595d69e200e55059f1448833-800wi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 2 little sisters and I planned to leave the house at 9:30am since Old Navy opened at 10am. I set my alarm for 8:30am but to my dismay, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; set it for PM and did not wake up till 9:25am. I got ready in a hurry and my little sisters and I arrived at the mall 15 min to 10am. As we turned the corner to Old Navy this is what our eyes beheld:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339101684061055650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShhMsaImKqI/AAAAAAAAARk/dg44GxH1Lso/s400/on1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So we got in the line &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in ourselves for not getting there earlier! When the doors opened, the line transformed into a mob of greedy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;teenies&lt;/span&gt; and mom's dashing for the back wall of the store where all the much desired flip flops hung:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339102287323321554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShhNPhdh1NI/AAAAAAAAARs/hPldiISsyGA/s400/on2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say, shopping mom might be worse than concert moms! That's pretty bad. Everyone was pushing and shoving. I got in and grabbed a couple pairs and then moved out. One of my sisters braved the crowd and kept grabbing the colors and sizes we yelled at her. After awhile I began to wonder if she was still alive amongst the mobs of crazed flip flop shoppers. I got on tip toe searching for her and finally found her. She said she could not get out. I made my way in, grabbed her wrist and started pulling. However, her hand holding the flip flops got stuck. It seemed like eternity before she pulled her hand out of the crowd revealing 8 pairs of $1 flip flops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339103602104393362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShhOcDZw3pI/AAAAAAAAAR0/q9ixr-lGeGw/s400/on3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339103606521166034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShhOcT2zeNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/EezH15BsxyU/s400/on4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After checking out I went back to see what was left.  48 minutes after the store opened:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339103607103730210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShhOcWBssiI/AAAAAAAAASE/VTRUubqqem8/s400/on5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8159462978348445377?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8159462978348445377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8159462978348445377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8159462978348445377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8159462978348445377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-friday-what.html' title='Black Friday What?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShhMsaImKqI/AAAAAAAAARk/dg44GxH1Lso/s72-c/on1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3030706372815821344</id><published>2009-05-22T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:39:46.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Man...</title><content type='html'>So I'm at home umemployed and bored. So I was going through old stuff. And found this. And laughed. And yes I'm posting it so all of you can laugh at me. Hey, I was 15. You can't really read it, but yeah, it all has to do with NSync.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338749982898577058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShcM0tNK3qI/AAAAAAAAARc/RE8l5Ir5TWY/s400/NSync+Article.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3030706372815821344?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3030706372815821344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3030706372815821344&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3030706372815821344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3030706372815821344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-man.html' title='Oh Man...'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/ShcM0tNK3qI/AAAAAAAAARc/RE8l5Ir5TWY/s72-c/NSync+Article.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8479367616510716283</id><published>2009-05-09T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:22:19.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise to the Bahamas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't even begin to make a list of amazing things/memories from this trip.  So I'm just going to give you some highlights, in no particular order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZD8KyhlEI/AAAAAAAAARU/gjGULEKjwTU/s400/DSCN1279.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 170px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334025509634413634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Concerts Galore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZD7wXv4EI/AAAAAAAAARE/oboEpftRBCI/s1600-h/DSCN0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZD7wXv4EI/AAAAAAAAARE/oboEpftRBCI/s400/DSCN0910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334025502542782530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Icecream&lt;/span&gt; Cones almost 24/7 (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt; cone parfaits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZD7vOtKMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Y01W6f_4Bpo/s400/DSCN2009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334025502236420290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Um, guys, we have 10 minutes till we need to be off the ship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;*pause* followed by a frantic scramble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZBvLXy_mI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5Vki0nzeN_I/s1600-h/DSCN1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZBvLXy_mI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5Vki0nzeN_I/s400/DSCN1724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334023087429189218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nassau&lt;/span&gt; Bahamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZBu_Jd0SI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KQHsVlcG_OE/s1600-h/DSCN1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZBu_Jd0SI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KQHsVlcG_OE/s400/DSCN1645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334023084147855650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Atlantis&lt;/span&gt; on Paradise Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9mrIbL2I/AAAAAAAAAQU/PuKjopWnvvc/s1600-h/DSCN1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9mrIbL2I/AAAAAAAAAQU/PuKjopWnvvc/s400/DSCN1451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334018543289315170" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Coco Cay Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9mSmgaZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2VqZdzsvuUI/s1600-h/DSCN1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9mSmgaZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2VqZdzsvuUI/s400/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334018536704600466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9mO2LK5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/Obx8Hccndjg/s1600-h/DSCN0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9mO2LK5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/Obx8Hccndjg/s400/DSCN0850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334018535696575378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steak 'n Shake of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9lgLfi-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NuRQ1nS-Jb4/s1600-h/DSCN0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9lgLfi-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NuRQ1nS-Jb4/s400/DSCN0760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334018523169524706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9lWeCRiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/D8TncdNV8CA/s1600-h/DSCN0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Downtown Disney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgY9lWeCRiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/D8TncdNV8CA/s400/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334018520562943522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first photo together in the Orlando Airport&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 class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fMdUgdu0Gg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fMdUgdu0Gg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Karaoke Night was a blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;And last of all......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;I just made three ting pong dolls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt;....I know what you're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pinkin&lt;/span&gt;....wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre;"&gt;YOGURT, I WIN, GAME OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8479367616510716283?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8479367616510716283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8479367616510716283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8479367616510716283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8479367616510716283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/cruise-to-bahamas.html' title='Cruise to the Bahamas!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SgZD8KyhlEI/AAAAAAAAARU/gjGULEKjwTU/s72-c/DSCN1279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2077490604157078421</id><published>2009-04-27T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:41:03.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senioritis Comes to an End!</title><content type='html'>I only had one final this semester. It was of course scheduled for the LAST evening of finals, the day before graduation. To make it even worse, it was for a pointless biology class that was for some unknown reason required for my major. Do you think I even cared about that test? Heck no! I had not gone to class for the past month. I figured out the math and saw that if I got a zero on my final, I will still get a C-. Why study? I also figured that if I got a 57% I would get a B in the class. So that was my goal, although I did not really care if I reached it. Checked my grade, and nearly died of excitement, reporting to my family that I got a 63% on my last final ever. They were all like "Oh no!" And I was like. "No! That's good!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I never would have seen it come to this as a freshman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's true. I have graduated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329518633584251506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SfZA9dKdUnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/N8ZvJtcwrA0/s400/DSCN0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329519291911897362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SfZBjxoAARI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1zC4Uu29cME/s400/DSCN0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517839678207394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SfZAPPogdaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zQkm1L2w7Hw/s400/DSCN0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329518027204833122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SfZAaKOVr2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/QDCnxziQ_dU/s400/DSCN0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2077490604157078421?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2077490604157078421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2077490604157078421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2077490604157078421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2077490604157078421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/04/senioritis-comes-to-end.html' title='Senioritis Comes to an End!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SfZA9dKdUnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/N8ZvJtcwrA0/s72-c/DSCN0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-9120458548556066585</id><published>2009-04-16T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:43:32.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!  I mean what?</title><content type='html'>This is what I woke up to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedD2cTxHZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/j6DyBBUFnGw/s1600-h/snow+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299686980001170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedD2cTxHZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/j6DyBBUFnGw/s400/snow+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDzi4MTlI/AAAAAAAAAOs/W2hWsj-5Rn4/s1600-h/snow+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299637203783250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDzi4MTlI/AAAAAAAAAOs/W2hWsj-5Rn4/s400/snow+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDwxoc_rI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7pk4yC3ZQbo/s1600-h/snow+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299589624692402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDwxoc_rI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7pk4yC3ZQbo/s400/snow+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDtU7L0MI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Lwfpl0LGj_E/s1600-h/snow+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299530379022530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDtU7L0MI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Lwfpl0LGj_E/s400/snow+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDpoPOdxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hk23151uUw8/s1600-h/snow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299466843879186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDpoPOdxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hk23151uUw8/s400/snow+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDbC7_wAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RwjZQzwFsis/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299216312942594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedDbC7_wAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RwjZQzwFsis/s400/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que Christmas music.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-9120458548556066585?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9120458548556066585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=9120458548556066585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/9120458548556066585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/9120458548556066585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/04/merry-christmas-i-mean-what.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!  I mean what?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SedD2cTxHZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/j6DyBBUFnGw/s72-c/snow+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-732425177660197710</id><published>2009-04-12T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:10:18.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is Risen!</title><content type='html'>This is a powerful video that really emphasizes the real meaning of Easter and the role of Christ our Savior in our lives. Please take the 4 minutes out of your busy life to watch it. The Speaker is Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, one of the 12 apostles of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EpFhS0dAduc&amp;amp;hl=en&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/EpFhS0dAduc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my Savior and for His sacrifice. I know that because of His sufferings I can be forgiven of my shortcomings.  I also know that I am never alone-that Christ completely understands everything I go through and He is there every step of the way to help me---I just need to let Him. I also know that Christ lives and loves each and every one of us.  What a great holiday Easter is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-732425177660197710?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/732425177660197710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=732425177660197710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/732425177660197710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/732425177660197710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-is-risen.html' title='He is Risen!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3623163359959738393</id><published>2009-04-02T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:08:57.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 States in 8 Days...best trips ever!</title><content type='html'>Yes! I just went to 5 states in 8 days. It was so much fun! The first half of the trip I went with Shawna and Kelly. We went to Idaho, Washington, and Oregon. What for you ask? Do you have to ask? Concerts of course. But we saw some beautiful scenery on the way! I had never been to WA or OR so it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320277885487483042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVsjH7ZCKI/AAAAAAAAANE/sIWH2R80IRA/s400/100_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320278546630827314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVtJm4P3TI/AAAAAAAAANM/8PLRusSUE9k/s400/100_0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320278844634736370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVta9B6pvI/AAAAAAAAANU/KUXfHgqNQ2Y/s400/100_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320279126873104098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVtrYcyXuI/AAAAAAAAANc/MMd2TlAH3z0/s400/100_0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was back to Utah and the next day headed with my friend Jesi out to Phoenix and Las Vegas. The drive to Phoenix was gorgeous and Jesi was so excited to see mountains. We had a blast. I'm surprised I made it home alive after that crazy, tiring week, but it was so worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320279576863829890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVuFky774I/AAAAAAAAANk/-XMPHlwgZsQ/s400/100_0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320279844296150770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVuVJDxTvI/AAAAAAAAANs/_0gySO0YFxA/s400/100_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320280124187270082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVulbvA28I/AAAAAAAAAN0/7DmsPugfshg/s400/100_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320280394123298770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVu1JUxx9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/v477nVpTkd4/s400/100_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320280691278992226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVvGcUN02I/AAAAAAAAAOE/uj8zBYa_I6Q/s400/100_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This band seemed to be everywhere we went....stalkers.... ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3623163359959738393?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3623163359959738393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3623163359959738393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3623163359959738393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3623163359959738393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-states-in-8-daysbest-trips-ever.html' title='5 States in 8 Days...best trips ever!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SdVsjH7ZCKI/AAAAAAAAANE/sIWH2R80IRA/s72-c/100_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6155085365450565549</id><published>2009-03-12T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:21:15.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My final test....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bookshopblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/graduation-cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bookshopblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/graduation-cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's that time, time for me to order my cap and gown for graduation! Yep, that's right! Graduation from college! Finally, at long last the time has come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went on the website to order the announcements and cap and gown. I was confidently making my way through the order form, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fantasizing&lt;/span&gt; about how great it will be to be done with my undergrad, when I was abruptly stopped by this question on the form: Cap Size? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; in all my years of college I had never learned my cap size. (What kind of education is this?!) Then I noticed this little link that said "Download Tape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Measure&lt;/span&gt;." Well that's great and all, but I was not hooked up to a printer. And it's not like a could just guess on my cap size, I could just see it now, me with a cap way too large or one I'd have to carry since it would be too small to fit on my head. So I had to wait till the next day to print out the tape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;measure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day I proceeded to print it out and read the full one page of directions. I had to cut along the dotted lines, and match up the arrows, and tape it all together and then measure an inch above my ears. It sounded like quite the ordeal. As I was cutting along the dotted lines, I had a flashback to kindergarten, and realized that I had come full circle. I realized my final test in college was to see if I could do this little project and apply everything I have learned from kindergarten on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we'll find out if I passed when I get my cap....I sure hope it fits or I'm going to have to start all over again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aperfectworld.org/clipart/academic/apluspaper.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-6155085365450565549?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6155085365450565549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6155085365450565549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6155085365450565549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6155085365450565549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-final-test.html' title='My final test....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6106755650245178394</id><published>2009-03-11T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:37:23.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No Chicken"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michelinas.com/Resources/images/18842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 134px;" src="http://www.michelinas.com/Resources/images/18842.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letter I wrote to Michelina's (frozen dinners), true story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years of being a poor college student I have become a fan of the cheap frozen dinners that are provided by Michelina’s, with prices ranging from 80 cents to a dollar.  They are affordable, efficient and they don’t taste so bad either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting at work today I knew that I had Michelina’s Sweet and Sour &lt;span class="il"&gt;Chicken&lt;/span&gt; awaiting me in the break room.  I finally went to warm it up and sat down to eat it.  To my sheer disappointment there was no &lt;span class="il"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt; to be found.  That’s right, not one tiny morsel to satisfy my craving.  While the meal itself was still good, it was not the same.  Especially when it has the word “&lt;span class="il"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt;” in its title and an advertisement for “Made with ALL-WHITE &lt;span class="il"&gt;Chicken&lt;/span&gt;” on the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I should let you know that I found dissatisfaction in something that I usually find highly satisfying.  I hope to not have this same problem in the future.  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to thank you Ms. Stephens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your email of March 3, 2009, regarding Michelina's Sweet and Sour Chicken entree in which you found "no chicken."  I am truly sorry for any inconvenience that this situation may have caused you. Please be assured that  a copy of your correspondence will be forwarded to our Quality Control Department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enclosed please find three free coupons with my compliments.  Hopefully  you will try our products again in the future and be very satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindest regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Luigino&lt;/span&gt; "Jeno" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Paulucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wahoo&lt;/span&gt;!  I got vouchers worth up to $7.50 for missing out on chicken in one 80 cent meal!  I win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-6106755650245178394?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6106755650245178394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6106755650245178394&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6106755650245178394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6106755650245178394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-chicken.html' title='&quot;No Chicken&quot;'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3411479063460322461</id><published>2009-02-24T15:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:37:24.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys of Being a Secretary....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.illustrationsof.com/images/clipart/thumbnail2/10180_secretary_processing_an_order_over_the_phone_while_using_a_computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.illustrationsof.com/images/clipart/thumbnail2/10180_secretary_processing_an_order_over_the_phone_while_using_a_computer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have worked as a secretary on BYU campus in the same department for 2 years now.  It's a great job, I'm not gonna lie.  I get paid more than most other campus positions and rarely have that much work to do.  But after working here for 2 years you would think the professors that I have slaved over projects for would know who I am, but alas, I guess that is too much to hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 offices that 6 secretaries cover.  I am usually in the main office, but recently was in the other office (both serve the same over 40 some professors).  Because I'm not usually in that office I don't have a name tag for that desk. So I just left the name of the other secretary up.  (Her name is Jamie, she has worked here 1 semester, is short, and has blond hair).  So I'm sitting on the desk, minding my own business, and not one, but two professors walk past and say "How are you today Jamie?"  Wow.  Thank goodness for them, we have name tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a phone call from one of the professors.  She asks, "Do you know who I am?"  Duh.  She then proceeds to ask out loud, "Do I know who you are?"  Wow.  After she ponders that for a few seconds she responds, "Oh yes, the one that is tall with dark hair, right?"  (That description does describe me, but could also describe at least one other secretary).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working here for over a year, a professor that often asks for our assistance came up to me and said, "Hey you, what is your name again?  Are you new?"  She then proceeded to tell me how much she appreciates the secretaries.  Right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 22 is Secretary's Day...think we'll get anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/tedsec/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3411479063460322461?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3411479063460322461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3411479063460322461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3411479063460322461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3411479063460322461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/02/joys-of-being-secretary.html' title='The Joys of Being a Secretary....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1940128428742555220</id><published>2009-02-03T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:16:04.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to Pet Society</title><content type='html'>So if you are reading this and do not know what Pet Society is, then I'm not sure what world you are living in. But just in case there is someone who has been hiding under a rock, I will explain. Pet Society is the world's coolest Facebook Application. It's kind of like the old school Tamagotchi's or today's Webkinz. You have a pet that you take care of and you earn trophies and stuff. Sounds silly, but it is so much fun and so addicting. I want you to meet my pet, Snickers. This is him chilling in his bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298781727470915458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SYkN6DA8D4I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BWNQ4YZynng/s400/snickers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this is for my Pet Society Friends. Not all of these are mine. Some are my friends, some are mine and some I found on a site.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You Know You’re Addicted to Pet Soceity When…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You log on to Pet Society at the same time every night to see your daily lottery winings.&lt;br /&gt;You talk about Pet Society as if it were real life.&lt;br /&gt;You hang out with your friends and you all sit around and play pet society.&lt;br /&gt;Your number one way of communicating with your friends is leaving them notes on pet society.&lt;br /&gt;You talk about coins as if they are actual currency.&lt;br /&gt;You plan in advance what you want your next room to be decorated like.&lt;br /&gt;You set goals on how many coins you want to save and make a budget of what you are going to buy.&lt;br /&gt;You search for cheats on google.&lt;br /&gt;You begin calling your friends by their pet’s names.&lt;br /&gt;You know that that the hurdling race begins after the flag waves six times.&lt;br /&gt;You feel intense pleasure and guilt when playing Pet Society.&lt;br /&gt;You lie about how much time you spend on Pet Society.&lt;br /&gt;You curse loudly at your computer when your pet falls during a hurdles race.&lt;br /&gt;You neglect to clean your real house, favoring to decorate your pet’s house instead.&lt;br /&gt;You have multiple accounts on Facebook so that your pet can have more “friends.” Or, you have taken over your boyfriend’s/husband’s/ girlfriend’s/wife’s Facebook account so that your pet can visit his/her pet.&lt;br /&gt;The idea of pet poo excites you.&lt;br /&gt;You collect pet poo and you cry when you accidently sell it.&lt;br /&gt;When you hug someone in the real world, you hear the sound of coins being earned.&lt;br /&gt;You change the settings on facebook so no one can tell how often you play it.&lt;br /&gt;You beg friends to add the pet society application so you can earn more coins.&lt;br /&gt;You are a member of a Pet Society Group.&lt;br /&gt;You go to websites such as &lt;a href="http://petsocietyanonymous.com/"&gt;http://petsocietyanonymous.com/&lt;/a&gt; to learn about things such as golden poo.&lt;br /&gt;You spend hours researching the best ways to get your pet to poo.&lt;br /&gt;You have all gold trophies.&lt;br /&gt;You buy things just to earn trophies and then sell them back.&lt;br /&gt;You send large items back and forth to a friend to get more points and earn trophies.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you earn 50 coins you buy a mystery box.You are friends with people on facebook just because they have Pet Society.&lt;/p&gt;When you watch sports, and someone falls, you think of how your pet falls when hurdling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1940128428742555220?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1940128428742555220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1940128428742555220&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1940128428742555220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1940128428742555220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/02/addicted-to-pet-society.html' title='Addicted to Pet Society'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SYkN6DA8D4I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BWNQ4YZynng/s72-c/snickers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1716094613400419125</id><published>2009-01-15T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:59:34.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic?  I think so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SW_ZWkhZupI/AAAAAAAAALw/oHHOsbv2MEc/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291687068967746194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SW_ZWkhZupI/AAAAAAAAALw/oHHOsbv2MEc/s400/hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what this magical contraption is?  While I was using the restroom during my airport travels I saw this hanging on the wall. Looks like something fun from the future. But with closer inspection I found that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt; device was indeed a hand dryer. Now I don't know about you, but normally hand dryers are a waste of my time. If there's no paper towel I'd almost rather wipe my hands on my pants then stand under the dryer for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just couldn't resist this contraption and did as the directions said and with one swipe of high intensity air my hands were dry! Apparently it is also more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hygienic&lt;/span&gt; as well. Read more &lt;a href="http://www.dyson.com/airblade/caen/downloads/Dyson_Airblade_Sales_Brochure.pdf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Perhaps I will purchase one for my house.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1716094613400419125?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1716094613400419125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1716094613400419125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1716094613400419125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1716094613400419125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/01/magic-i-think-so.html' title='Magic?  I think so.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SW_ZWkhZupI/AAAAAAAAALw/oHHOsbv2MEc/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3318131773292365960</id><published>2009-01-07T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:58:38.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Famous?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best way to bring in the New Years is rocking out at concerts!  And becoming famous at the same time!  Be jealous.  I'll sign autographs later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWutQFfeYWI/AAAAAAAAALo/x0YW2PV9gSk/s1600-h/Christina002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 436px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWutQFfeYWI/AAAAAAAAALo/x0YW2PV9gSk/s400/Christina002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290512679140483426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3318131773292365960?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3318131773292365960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3318131773292365960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3318131773292365960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3318131773292365960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-famous.html' title='I&apos;m Famous?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWutQFfeYWI/AAAAAAAAALo/x0YW2PV9gSk/s72-c/Christina002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7478581286620503171</id><published>2009-01-04T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:02:48.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>So I had the best Christmas break ever! I had a great time with my amazing family. I could not have a better family and I'm so grateful for them! (Even my annoying brothers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;). Growing up I think I was more annoyed with my siblings than anything. But after being away from home for so long it makes me grateful for what I have. I am so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;roadtrip&lt;/span&gt; (surprise surprise!). I met up with some amazing friends. We had an absolute blast. (Minus a few inconveniences). It's amazing to me that we are all friends because of the music we like. We all met each other through different bands. Now we are psycho concert going freaks and nobody can stop us! Together, we have the combined powers to rule the world! (Or at least to get front row...no matter what it takes!) We are good at 2 sports: Concert Line Standing and Concert Front Row Dash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the Girls:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287649379521009218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWGBGHMqFkI/AAAAAAAAALg/dE5FqXvDR2o/s400/100_8498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647655502549746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_hwuoEvI/AAAAAAAAALY/h2tcnxgQDro/s400/100_8738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_hLNcSyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lvmpKoRW6bo/s1600-h/100_8513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647645431253794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_hLNcSyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lvmpKoRW6bo/s400/100_8513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_gYW0h5I/AAAAAAAAALI/ZtWP1k2b_B4/s1600-h/100_8533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647631780382610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_gYW0h5I/AAAAAAAAALI/ZtWP1k2b_B4/s400/100_8533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_f51pfbI/AAAAAAAAALA/2ZTgISdEdZ4/s1600-h/100_8530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647623588183474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_f51pfbI/AAAAAAAAALA/2ZTgISdEdZ4/s400/100_8530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_fbW4mEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BaELLBhxfLA/s1600-h/100_8522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287647615406086210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWF_fbW4mEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BaELLBhxfLA/s400/100_8522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Favorites from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Roadtrip&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  The AMAZING songs we listened to in the car....flashback to our pasts....Backstreet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NSync&lt;/span&gt;, Britney, Christina, Jessica, Mandy, O-Town, Boys II Men, New Kids, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Eminem&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LFO&lt;/span&gt;, 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt;, TLC, 98 degrees, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BBMak&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Westlife&lt;/span&gt;, No Authority (basically every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;boyband&lt;/span&gt; known to man and then some), Monica, Brandy, Offspring, Hanson.....etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  Gertrude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Penelopy's&lt;/span&gt; amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;skillz&lt;/span&gt; at getting us to the concert (high school?), Taco Bell (manure pile?) and our hotel (middle of no where)....You have arrived!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPKtBM99kAc"&gt;You're gonna love my nuts!&lt;/a&gt;  :36 seconds  (sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; i had to steal the idea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Plus One Party, videos and board game.  Unscramble this song title, "life, my"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Is that what I think it is?  Every sauce on my list!  Too many stripes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;...Pet Society...messages....comments...status'....everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  N-O-V-A Nova &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt; Sign....giggle giggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Hanging out it in the bathroom....SIT IN YOUR SEATS!  Our private Stellar Kart Concert and bathroom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;photo shoot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  The Afters (the Sexy One, the Beautiful One, the Awkward One, the Drummer and the New One) and Stellar Kart (not another FUN base player).  FUN!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Hawk Nelson.  Wristbands for front row!  We WIN!  Super FUN!!!!  Best show ever...Buffy was way to WILD...maybe Wild and Wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7478581286620503171?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7478581286620503171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7478581286620503171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7478581286620503171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7478581286620503171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SWGBGHMqFkI/AAAAAAAAALg/dE5FqXvDR2o/s72-c/100_8498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-946270548460199859</id><published>2008-12-25T21:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:58:54.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxkP4SeyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VZr_h7hhdQE/s1600-h/100_8478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973130364287778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxkP4SeyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VZr_h7hhdQE/s400/100_8478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I do believe we had a white Christmas.....this is how high the snow bank is at the end of our driveway...and it's only December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxjmKYHNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LJ4co8QPEGg/s1600-h/100_8477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973119165865170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxjmKYHNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LJ4co8QPEGg/s400/100_8477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283972224729746738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRwviIMDTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2WJWHr-sMkQ/s400/100_8420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxjap_dJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_sqcSnbPryk/s1600-h/100_8462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283973116077241490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxjap_dJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_sqcSnbPryk/s400/100_8462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presents Christmas Morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRww9SA6XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b03yt3dMvYo/s1600-h/100_8436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283972249198586226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRww9SA6XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b03yt3dMvYo/s400/100_8436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRwwkDw3sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2p4Gk2I1ZQw/s1600-h/100_8431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283972242427928258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRwwkDw3sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2p4Gk2I1ZQw/s400/100_8431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each Christmas Santa leaves the stockings on our bed.  They are filled with about 10 little gifts that are all wraped. As kids, we all get up together and open our stocking gifts without our parents.  Then we wake them up to open the rest of the gifts.  (It usually gives my parents an extra hour of sleep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRwvXifr7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Na-i2Fxzl54/s1600-h/100_8413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283972221887295410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRwvXifr7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Na-i2Fxzl54/s400/100_8413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRws1jFQqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NFPR2erUTw0/s1600-h/100_8367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283972178403213986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRws1jFQqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NFPR2erUTw0/s400/100_8367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/242378407003345962-946270548460199859?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/946270548460199859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=946270548460199859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/946270548460199859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/946270548460199859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas :)'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SVRxkP4SeyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VZr_h7hhdQE/s72-c/100_8478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2545664100711123078</id><published>2008-12-22T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:26:52.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Memories</title><content type='html'>So I served a 18 month mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Provo, Utah. I have been home for over 2 years and just dug out some of the pictures this week. For those of you who don't know the mission lingo, when a missionary goes home from their mission, they "die". So my companion and I took these pictures of how I died right before I came home. Then today I was so bored I put it into a video. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gj0QVdoCH0w&amp;amp;hl=en&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/gj0QVdoCH0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2545664100711123078?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2545664100711123078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2545664100711123078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2545664100711123078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2545664100711123078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/mission-memories.html' title='Mission Memories'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1116940836267086081</id><published>2008-12-21T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:24:05.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home For Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FKjQAsRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eBlzLmJVrg0/s1600-h/100_3232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282446566748107026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FKjQAsRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eBlzLmJVrg0/s400/100_3232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FJ555Q_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/NUrGZ9IYVTE/s1600-h/100_3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282446555649491954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FJ555Q_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/NUrGZ9IYVTE/s400/100_3219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FJgH6qkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FNY-GuxZE6w/s1600-h/100_3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282446548728982082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FJgH6qkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FNY-GuxZE6w/s400/100_3208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FJJvgcbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mE37GsYpxbk/s1600-h/100_3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282446542721020338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FJJvgcbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mE37GsYpxbk/s400/100_3194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FImqz7TI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nAfiE6FtXqQ/s1600-h/100_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282446533306084658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FImqz7TI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nAfiE6FtXqQ/s400/100_3174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8DwamQmBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JaSIdm4cZUA/s1600-h/100_3126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282445018237278226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8DwamQmBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JaSIdm4cZUA/s400/100_3126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8Dv3u7jYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aS2Mg-S_uU8/s1600-h/100_3117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282445008878407042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8Dv3u7jYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aS2Mg-S_uU8/s400/100_3117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8Dvc6kO0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pizfQCInAMA/s1600-h/100_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282445001679452994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8Dvc6kO0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pizfQCInAMA/s400/100_3063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8DtRmLLmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dGwsRZgEakA/s1600-h/100_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282444964281396834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8DtRmLLmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dGwsRZgEakA/s400/100_3092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8DtINj-OI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dWURjcL9BLA/s1600-h/100_3059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282444961762244834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8DtINj-OI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dWURjcL9BLA/s400/100_3059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how cool my family is: (this video is dedicated to Kelly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mV0lCefvjzI&amp;amp;hl=en&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/mV0lCefvjzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1116940836267086081?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1116940836267086081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1116940836267086081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1116940836267086081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1116940836267086081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-for-christmas.html' title='Home For Christmas'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SU8FKjQAsRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eBlzLmJVrg0/s72-c/100_3232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7214942325373395629</id><published>2008-12-17T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:38:31.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The joys of Christmas travel..</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my flight home from SLC, UT to Green Bay, WI. Of course, I awoke to look out the window and see snow flurries. Normal for this time of year, but it was the first real snow fall in Utah this winter. And of course it comes on the very day I'm flying out. As I watch the snow fall I remember what happened to me the previous year. Even though it was a year ago, it is worthy of a blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I was flying home on Dec 23. I managed to fly from SLC just fine, it was my layover in Minneapolis that got me. The snow was falling faster and faster and flights kept getting delayed. I sat down in front of the screens to wait for my flight to go from DELAYED to CANCELLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 377px" height="434" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/1.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat waiting, I met a nice girl and her puppy. She was also trying to get to Green Bay. At long last, our flight was cancelled. Airports this time of year are already a nightmare, but this airport was full of angry people who were not going to get home in time for the holidays. I remember waiting in line to get it all figured out and amidst all the furious people there was a group of about ten Christmas carolers dressed up in caroling garb singing as they rode up and down the moving sidewalks. I found this to be utterly amusing, and thought that it only made most people more upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport was able to give us flights to Milwaukee for the following afternoon. And that would only be if the snow would stop, which was not likely. Other people were frantically trying to sign up for the shuttles and buses the airport was arranging to drive people the 5 hours to Green Bay. All rental cars were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl I was with talked with her dad who arranged a hotel for her and told her he would come and pick her up in the morning. She invited me along. Who was I to refuse? So I ended up staying at a hotel with her and her puppy. (Adorable, but the poor anxious thing had a peeing problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 226px" height="326" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/2.jpg" width="503" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed with this complete stranger, who's parents drove 5 hours in the bad weather to come get us. They drove us to Madison (which is about 2 hours from Green Bay) and my family came to pick me up there, getting me home just in time for Christmas Eve. It was ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="429" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/3.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, my airplane tickets were good for one thing...a coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I'm in Minneapolis...again. And I see that previous flights that afternoon to Green Bay had been cancelled. And there are a bunch of people trying to get on the flight I'm on. And I was SURE it would be cancelled. Even when the pilot loaded the plane, I was certain it was only a trick. Then when they had us all board the plane, I thought perhaps they were good actors, but there was no way we'd actually get to go! Then after waiting nearly 45 minutes on the plane for de-icing, we finally took off and I realized I was really going to get home to Green Bay! HALLELUJAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7214942325373395629?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7214942325373395629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7214942325373395629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7214942325373395629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7214942325373395629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/joys-of-christmas-travel.html' title='The joys of Christmas travel..'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4621117185305615168</id><published>2008-12-11T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:12:14.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapblog?</title><content type='html'>Oh dear...scrapbooking and blogging combined?  Check out scrapblog.com.  I was just playing on there and made this little scrapbook.  So much fun!  I am definitely addicted already.  I'm doomed to hours of scrapbooking online! Plus...it's FREE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="312" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1134460&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1134460&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1" height="312" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/242378407003345962-4621117185305615168?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4621117185305615168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4621117185305615168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4621117185305615168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4621117185305615168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/scrapblog.html' title='Scrapblog?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2286654734775534040</id><published>2008-12-06T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:33:44.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allred Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I LOVE music. And I really LOVE Christmas music. And I also LOVE boys with guitars. This last part of the year I have discovered an artist I really like. He is a solo artist and goes by Allred. Sometimes he plays with a band and sometimes he doesn't. He is amazingly talented at what he does. Anyways, he put out a Holiday EP that is awesome. So if you love Christmas music, I highly recommend it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out Allred &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/allred"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.allredmusic.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276746665752826530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/STrFIpXskqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oG3O1xw0nfw/s400/allred+ep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is one of his Christmas songs he performed recently:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJshGu1zOus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJshGu1zOus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2286654734775534040?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2286654734775534040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2286654734775534040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2286654734775534040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2286654734775534040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/allred-christmas.html' title='Allred Christmas'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/STrFIpXskqI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oG3O1xw0nfw/s72-c/allred+ep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-9069170276964088208</id><published>2008-12-06T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:17:12.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Stress?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fonzation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/stressed-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fonzation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/stressed-out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you have a lot of stress right now because of finals and everything I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; the perfect stress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;releaser&lt;/span&gt;. Go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Losee&lt;/span&gt; (for those of you in Provo..) and get a scalp treatment. It's magical. $6 for one hour of head/shoulder massaging and amazing tingly minty conditioner stuff. So relaxing and leaves your scalp smiling and tingling the rest of the day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-9069170276964088208?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9069170276964088208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=9069170276964088208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/9069170276964088208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/9069170276964088208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/got-stress.html' title='Got Stress?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6767223726724378273</id><published>2008-12-06T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:08:45.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In case you are bored...this will provide great entertainment.  Video by Isaac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OjpbPwWB660&amp;amp;hl=en&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/OjpbPwWB660&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-6767223726724378273?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6767223726724378273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6767223726724378273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6767223726724378273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6767223726724378273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/hilarious-boredom.html' title='Hilarious Boredom'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1090843726863145747</id><published>2008-12-06T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:05:20.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas...ghetto style...</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy with school, no time to blog! But I decided to procrastinate my paper for a minute and post a blog. My roomies and I wanted to have Christmas decorations even though we are poor. This is what we came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$1 Stockings from Target, and wrapping paper Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2877.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 433px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="369" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2877.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped our door with paper and a bow from the Dollar Store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2880.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="518" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2880.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorated our windows with snowflakes and christmas lights :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="403" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2882.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1090843726863145747?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1090843726863145747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1090843726863145747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1090843726863145747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1090843726863145747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmasghetto-style.html' title='Christmas...ghetto style...'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-634378131497421545</id><published>2008-11-26T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:36:32.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Baking....YUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am going to my friends house for Thanksgiving dinner and the request was that I bring my mom's homemade rolls. Well, they won't be my mom's since I made them..but they are pretty close. I also made some cinnamon rolls, for the first time. And might I say...they were wonderous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dough Raising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2670.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="355" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2670.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolled out Cinnamon Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2671.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="393" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2671.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2673.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 295px" height="348" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2673.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they raise some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2674.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="407" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2674.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2678.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="473" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2678.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2683.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="298" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2683.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add Glaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2684.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="313" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2684.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2675.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 324px" height="398" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2675.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2676.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="357" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2676.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2679.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="332" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2679.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2680.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 295px" height="427" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_2680.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY EATING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-634378131497421545?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/634378131497421545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=634378131497421545&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/634378131497421545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/634378131497421545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-bakingyum.html' title='Thanksgiving Baking....YUM'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7394006688225893836</id><published>2008-11-20T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:10:45.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effective.....</title><content type='html'>So I work as a secretary and today we received a giant stack of boxes full of office supplies that had been ordered.  My lucky job was to put it all away.  As I began opening the boxes I picked up one box and it was really light.  I opened it up carefully and assumed there might be something fragile in it.  To my surprise this is what I found packaged in this one box....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=noname.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/noname.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...one small box of staples.  So if you ever need a company who will safely ship your items, forget UPS, Cooperate Express is the one for you.&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/242378407003345962-7394006688225893836?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7394006688225893836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7394006688225893836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7394006688225893836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7394006688225893836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/effective.html' title='Effective.....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3443336736004363494</id><published>2008-11-19T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:57:24.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Called to Serve...</title><content type='html'>I had the opportunity today to take my brother James to the Missionary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Training&lt;/span&gt; Center, where he will prepare to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He will be serving in Peru Arequipa mission for the next 2 years. (Side fact: boys are encouraged to go on mission for 2 years @ the age of 19. Girls can go at the age of 21 for 18 months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to post a blog about how proud I am of my brother! He is a great kid and I am excited to see how much he learns and grows in the next 2 years. He will be missed, but I know he is in the Lord's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="557" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/100_2406.jpg" width="585" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2411.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="342" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/100_2411.jpg" width="483" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="361" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/100_2415.jpg" width="467" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2423.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="341" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/James%20MTC/100_2423.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Called to serve him heavenly king of glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chosen heir to witness for his name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Far and wide we tell the fathers' story, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Far and wide his love proclaims. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onward! Ever onward! As we glory in his name! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onward ever onward,as we glory in this name! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forward, pressing forward as the triumph song we sing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God our strength will be, press forward ever called to serve our king!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3443336736004363494?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3443336736004363494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3443336736004363494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3443336736004363494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3443336736004363494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/called-to-serve.html' title='Called to Serve...'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3358987808180400632</id><published>2008-11-18T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:47:40.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...Stephen Nelson!</title><content type='html'>So as many of you probably know, I love music.  I love going to concerts and I love discovering new bands and artists!  It's a hobby of mine. :)  Well this semester I have a fabulous roommate who happens to be dating an AMAZING musician.  So although it may seem strange to be blogging about my roommate's boyfriend, I DID get her permission!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways check him out!  If you like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;...eat your heart out, he's even better!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stephennelsonmusic.com/images/cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 241px;" src="http://www.stephennelsonmusic.com/images/cd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His album "Guide Me to Thee" is available, &lt;a href="http://www.stephennelsonmusic.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can also listen to 4 of his songs &lt;a href="https://theneighborhoodjukebox.com/cgi-bin/ijb/mreg.cgi?artisttracks=1206"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And lastly, we had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of having THE Stephen Nelson come and perform a private concert at our apartment this weekend.  Here are a couple videos of him performing.  Sorry the quality is so bad, we need better lighting in our apartment I guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Raise Me Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bT8aWDOzmnE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bT8aWDOzmnE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Whole New World duet with Adele (my roommate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svluuUCjeCI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3358987808180400632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3358987808180400632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/introducingstephen-nelson.html' title='Introducing...Stephen Nelson!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6628953241897648230</id><published>2008-11-16T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:49:50.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mormons are Christians</title><content type='html'>&lt;object 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6628953241897648230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6628953241897648230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6628953241897648230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/mormons-are-christians.html' title='Mormons are Christians'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7561863669955969228</id><published>2008-11-11T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:40:52.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain and Precious Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;So this is a more serious blog. But it is something very important to me. And I want to share it with all of my friends who are not of the LDS (Latter-day Saint aka Mormon) faith. And it’s also a good reminder for those that are! So although this is long, please take time to read it, it is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints I have grown up as the minority. My friends in high school would make fun of the “Mormons” and feel really foolish when finding out I was one. You hear lots of weird things about the Mormons so I figured I would write a blog clarifying some of those things. (Because most of those things are not true, and if you have ANY questions you’ve ever wondered about my faith, feel free to ask me, I’ve heard it all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, people ask, “Are you Christian?” Well I am a member of &lt;em&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ&lt;/em&gt; of Latter-day Saints…. If your definition of a Christian is someone who worships Christ as their Lord and Savior and centers their lives on His teachings…then yes, of course I’m Christian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 170px; height: 238px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://sarahandtim.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/jesussheperd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what makes the LDS faith different from any other Christian denominations? I’m going to attempt to give the simplest answer I can, but I need to give a basic background to help you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (when I saw “we” I’m referring to my church as a whole) believe that God is a loving Heavenly Father. And because He loves us he has sent prophets to the earth since the beginning of time. (Amos 3:7). We believe that a prophet is a man called of God to receive direct revelation for the entire world. (Obviously we can each receive our own personal revelation but the prophet’s role is to receive general revelation for the world). So prophets in Bible times would be Adam, Noah, Abraham, Moses….all who received commandments and teachings from God for the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe that there were times when the people chose to reject the prophets, and there would be times when there was no prophet on earth to guide the people. But that God would send another prophet when the people were ready to listen again. Eventually God sent his son, Jesus Christ to the people. (Illustrated in the parable Mark 12:2-8). Christ taught the people the things God would have them know. He set up the church the way he wanted it to be organized, calling 12 apostles (Ephesians 2:20). But eventually they were so wicked, they choose to kill Christ, the Savior of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 218px; height: 232px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.johnpratt.com/items/docs/lds/meridian/2004/images/crucifixion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe that because the people rejected His only begotten son, there was a great period of darkness upon the earth. (Acts 20:29-30, Amos 8:11-2). During this time there were still righteous people on the earth who desired to do what was right. But without the divine revelation from a prophet of God, people were confused. So one group of people would come together and say they believe these things, and formed a church. And another group would form a different church. (Analogy of a mirror (the truth) being broken into little pieces. The churches all picked up little pieces.) So we believe all church have some truth. They just don’t have the entire truth, because they lack the divine revelation from God to a prophet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;In the year 1820, during the reformation, a young 14 year old boy named Joseph Smith lived in upstate New York. He grew up in a religious family, with most of his family being of the Methodist faith. The town he lived in had a huge religious awakening and he went about seeking truth. He was torn in finding the truth. One day he read in the James 1:5 “If any of ye lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not and it shall be given him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Smith took this scripture to heart and pondered it and finally decided that if he were to know which church to join, he would have to ask God. One day he went to a grove of trees near his home and knelt in prayer. As he prayed this was his account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I saw a pillar of light, exactly over my head, above the brightness of the sun which descended gradually until it fell upon me. When the light rested upon me, I saw two personages, who’s brightness and glory defy all description, standing above me in the air. One of them spake unto me, calling me by name and said, pointing to the other—‘This is my beloved Son. Hear Him.’” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 250px; height: 384px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://stillfootball.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/josephsmith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, because of the pure faith of a 14 year old boy, God and the Savior himself appeared to Joseph Smith. When he asked which church to join, he was told that none of them where right and to wait and that God would prepare him to restore (bring back) Christ’s true church upon the earth. We believe just as biblical prophets, that Joseph Smith is a modern day prophet who restored Christ’s gospel in it’s fullness to the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a tool for people to know if Joseph Smith truly is a prophet the Lord provided for additional scripture to be revealed. The Book of Mormon is Another Testament of Jesus Christ that works hand in hand with the Bible. While the Bible was written in the old world, the Book of Mormon was written by prophets who lived in the Americas during the same time periods as the Bible. The last prophet to write in the Book of Mormon buried what it was written on (gold plates) into the earth. Joseph Smith was directed where to get these plates, and then through revelation able to translate the plates into English. Since Joseph Smith we have had a prophet on the earth and today are lead by the prophet Thomas S. Monson. (We also have 12 apostles). We are promised we will always have a prophet on the earth now until Christ comes again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 136px; height: 154px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://dvddxn.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/monson_medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Thomas S. Monson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This is our invitation to the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We invite all men everywhere to read the Book of Mormon, to ponder in their hearts the message it contains, and then to ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ if the book is true. Those who pursue this course and ask in faith will gain a testimony of its truth and divinity by the power of the Holy Ghost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who gain this divine witness from the Holy Spirit will also come to know by the same power that Jesus Christ is the Savior of the world, that Joseph Smith is his revelator and prophet in these last days, and that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the Lord’s kingdom once again established on the earth, preparatory to the second coming of the Messiah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 186px; height: 165px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d102/everyday_something/Book%20of%20Mormon/BOMBiBLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog was really long. And to some of you it probably seems crazy and unbelievable. (Which I can understand.) But I want you to know that this is what I truly believe. And NOT because I was raised this way, but because I HAVE prayed and found for myself and KNOW that it is true. And I testify to you, that if you desire to know if these things I have said are true, God will answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sorry to be so long. This just means so much to me and I wanted to share it with you, so if nothing else, you can have a better understanding of where I’m coming from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;Questions? Please ask. Don’t be shy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;Websites to learn more: &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;http://www.lds.org/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/"&gt;http://www.mormon.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7561863669955969228?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7561863669955969228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7561863669955969228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7561863669955969228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7561863669955969228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/plain-and-precious-truths.html' title='Plain and Precious Truths'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d102/everyday_something/Book%20of%20Mormon/th_BOMBiBLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4589962321025858821</id><published>2008-11-07T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:28:40.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vEGAS bABY!</title><content type='html'>So we thought our hotel would be totally ghetto...but it wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2088.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 362px" height="512" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_2088.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was our view. From the 10th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 417px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="327" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_1747.jpg" width="442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Hawk Nelson (duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1885.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="353" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_1885.jpg" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked the Strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="285" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_2069.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="359" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_2015.jpg" width="481" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the M&amp;amp;m's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1994.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="351" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_1994.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambled. (we didn't win a single m&amp;amp;m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1995.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="449" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_1995.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="451" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_2091.jpg" width="560" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/LAS%20veGAS/100_1749.jpg" width="520" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-4589962321025858821?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4589962321025858821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4589962321025858821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4589962321025858821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4589962321025858821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/vegas-baby.html' title='vEGAS bABY!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7048760658538566642</id><published>2008-10-26T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:44:22.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwww.</title><content type='html'>My little sister sent me an email today.  This was attached....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=al.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/al.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=al2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/al2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=al3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/al3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=althefirst.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/althefirst.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love her!&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/242378407003345962-7048760658538566642?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7048760658538566642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7048760658538566642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7048760658538566642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7048760658538566642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/awwww.html' title='Awwww.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4164984204923109440</id><published>2008-10-24T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:47:10.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FABULOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my roommates and I all have one thing in common.  We all find High School Musical to be wonderfully delightful in a spectacularly cheesy way.  So with the 3rd movie coming to the big screen, we were pumped!  We decided the only way to celebrate this occasion properly would be by making t-shirts and attending the midnight show.  Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 280px; height: 209px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0263.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the intensity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 209px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0265.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0267.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 274px; height: 204px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0267.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 207px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0266.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0315.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 273px; height: 203px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0315.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROOMIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 217px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0324.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0329.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 428px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/HSM3/101_0329.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/242378407003345962-4164984204923109440?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4164984204923109440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4164984204923109440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4164984204923109440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4164984204923109440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/fabulous.html' title='FABULOUS!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3598402510131036320</id><published>2008-10-23T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:40:23.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter to Learn...go Forth to Serve....</title><content type='html'>"Enter to learn, go forth to serve."  BYU's motto.  A Christian University...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened to me on campus today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work as a secretary on campus and our department was having a meeting with some students in another building on campus.  The professor wanted the 2 secretaries to go help pass out fliers and help hand out the pizza after the meeting.  So we went and did it.  The pizza was devoured but there was a good 8-10 2 liters of soda left over.  So we put 8 of them in this sturdy paper bag and the other secretary took 2 of them in her arms along with the pizza left over for us to eat.  I proceeded to heft the large paper bag up a large flight of stairs.  When I reached the top I heard a loud, "RIIIIP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I set the bag down at the top of the stairs outside the building.  Of course, it's passing time on campus so hundreds of students are whirling past me.  I told the other secretary that it ripped.  So she put her stuff down, and put each 2 liter bottle into my arms, one by one.  Cool.  I'm now scurrying through campus, trying to mantain strength to hold 8 2 liter bottles of soda long enough to make it back to the office.  Of course, students continue to walk past me, but not only do they walk past me but they stare.  Cool.  Thanks for offering to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I notice this guy staring at me.  He walks past, and then turns around still staring.  He finally slows down and asks if he can help and where I am going.  I point to the building to which I am heading, and he replies, I don't have time for that.  And is on his way again.  Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my strength is gone and I tell the other secretary I can go no further.  My arms collapse and I drop all the bottles onto a bench.  She has to run off to class so she calls other girls in our office for them to come help me.  So I sit on this bench, with 10 2 liter bottles of soda, eating my slice of pizza waiting for the girls to come help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, people still continue to stare.  What?  I'm thirsty ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I just find it funny that I had only one insincere person offer to help me.  If we can't serve our fellow students at BYU, how are we going to "go forth to serve" after we graduate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cccola.com/images/bottle2literRootBeer-568h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 162px;" src="http://www.cccola.com/images/bottle2literRootBeer-568h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3598402510131036320?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3598402510131036320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3598402510131036320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3598402510131036320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3598402510131036320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/enter-to-learngo-forth-to-serve.html' title='Enter to Learn...go Forth to Serve....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7465694606779162793</id><published>2008-10-17T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:09:00.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 is a Lucky Number!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V Shows I Love to Watch&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0006B2A2O.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 138px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0006B2A2O.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;: I got hooked over my summer of sheer boredom.  My friend owned all of the seasons, so I manged to watch all of them (while hooking my entire family on it as well...) just in time for the season that started at the end of the summer.  It is just a hilarious show and Randy is a beatuiful man..what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Idol:  &lt;/span&gt;Used to really love this show.  The last season (of the David's) got on my nerves and I say that I am through.  But we'll see about that. My favorite season was probably Season #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt;: I can watch this show over and over again.  I have seen every episode numerous times.  I just love it.  Pure cheese.  And Uncle Jesse is a hottie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saved by the Bell&lt;/span&gt;: Loved this show.  I never knew if I should like Zac (blond haired, blue eyed and funny) or Slater (dark, tall and buff).  Such hard choices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TGIF&lt;/span&gt;: Boy Meets World, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Step By Step, Loved TGIF in high school.  My friends and I would all get together and watch it....cause we were cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love Lucy&lt;/span&gt;:  I love I love Lucy!  I think it's hysterical.  Favorite episode?  Maybe the Chocolate Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't really watch TV&lt;/span&gt;: After naming 6 shows I enjoy, I really don't watch TV.  There is just not time and the shows on TV today aren't worth my time really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things that Happened Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Went to Payson with Shawna and ate at my favorite restaurant from my mission, Dalton's and then got our haircut at the salon next door.  Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Went to the mall with my roommates and Shawna....bought 2 shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Procrastinated doing homework/studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Ate dinner with the Social Work Association students....wahoo free food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Made HSM t-shirts with my roommate....yippee for iron ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Ran to the grocery store to get some stuff for my sick roommie...poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Went to bed at a decent hour...yeah my life is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Favorite Places to Eat&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wingnutz.net/images/wingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 103px;" src="http://wingnutz.net/images/wingers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;, when my mom cooks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wingers&lt;/span&gt; (I am addicted to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sticky finger quesadilla&lt;/span&gt; and asphalt pie is great too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Costa Vida&lt;/span&gt; (love love love the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet pork salad&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chuck E. Cheeses&lt;/span&gt; (it's true, not for the food but for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pizza Factory&lt;/span&gt; (love the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;breadsticks&lt;/span&gt;...yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J-Dawgs&lt;/span&gt; (best hotdogs ever!) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smart Cookie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fast Food&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dollar menus&lt;/span&gt;...cause I'm poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I'm Looking Forward To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.infohostels.com/immagini/las%20vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://www.infohostels.com/immagini/las%20vegas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VEGAS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Christmas Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virginia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graduating&lt;/span&gt;....well I'm excited to be done with school...scared of the unknown and the aspect of growing up!  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weekends&lt;/span&gt;...I always look forward to the weekend...time to catch up and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Anne coming for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cruise&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahamas&lt;/span&gt; (after I graduate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things on My Wish List&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aolcdn.com/red_galleries/zac-efron-400ds0814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 169px;" src="http://www.aolcdn.com/red_galleries/zac-efron-400ds0814.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zac Efron&lt;/span&gt;?  come on, isn't that reasonable?  j/k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mini cooper&lt;/span&gt;. (Hot pink) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warm&lt;/span&gt; weather, no winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-To find a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good job&lt;/span&gt; that I enjoy after I graduate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-For the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bands&lt;/span&gt; I like to schedule shows in UT...thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puppy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World Peace&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 People I TAG:&lt;/span&gt; (yeah that means you do this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Jesi&lt;br /&gt;2-Kelly&lt;br /&gt;3-Sarah&lt;br /&gt;4-Katy&lt;br /&gt;5-Mollie&lt;br /&gt;6-Maren&lt;br /&gt;7-Shawna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7465694606779162793?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7465694606779162793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7465694606779162793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7465694606779162793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7465694606779162793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-is-lucky-number.html' title='7 is a Lucky Number!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3618581146555074382</id><published>2008-10-10T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:31:02.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance</title><content type='html'>In regards to "Proposition 8" coming up in CA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a social worker, I am going to work with very diverse people and with people that I may not share the same views with.  That's ok.  What's not ok, is condoning actions of others that go against my values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a quote from an article, you can read the whole thing &lt;a href="http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-divine-institution-of-marriage"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I think it does a great job of explaining &lt;strong&gt;tolerance&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who favor homosexual marriage contend that “tolerance” demands that they be given the same right to marry as heterosexual couples. But this appeal for “tolerance” advocates a very different meaning and outcome than that word has meant throughout most of American history and a different meaning than is found in the gospel of Jesus Christ. The Savior taught a much higher concept, that of love. “Love thy neighbor,” He admonished.&lt;a id="_ednref13" title="" href="http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-divine-institution-of-marriage#_edn13" name="_ednref13"&gt; [13] &lt;/a&gt;Jesus loved the sinner even while decrying the sin, as evidenced in the case of the woman taken in adultery: treating her kindly, but exhorting her to “sin no more.”&lt;a id="_ednref14" title="" href="http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-divine-institution-of-marriage#_edn14" name="_ednref14"&gt; [14] &lt;/a&gt;Tolerance as a gospel principle means love and forgiveness of one another, not “tolerating” transgression.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today’s secular world, the idea of tolerance has come to mean something entirely different. Instead of love, it has come to mean condone – acceptance of wrongful behavior as the price of friendship. Jesus taught that we love and care for one another without condoning transgression. But today’s politically palatable definition insists that unless one accepts the sin he does not tolerate the sinner.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Elder Dallin H. Oaks has explained,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tolerance obviously requires a non-contentious manner of relating toward one another’s differences. But tolerance does not require abandoning one’s standards or one’s opinions on political or public policy choices. Tolerance is a way of reacting to diversity, not a command to insulate it from examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church does not condone abusive treatment of others and encourages its members to treat all people with respect. However, speaking out against practices with which the Church disagrees on moral grounds – including same-sex marriage – does not constitute abuse or the frequently misused term “hate speech.” We can express genuine love and friendship for the homosexual family member or friend without accepting the practice of homosexuality or any re-definition of marriage."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3618581146555074382?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3618581146555074382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3618581146555074382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3618581146555074382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3618581146555074382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/tolerance.html' title='Tolerance'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6776555621102325259</id><published>2008-10-02T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:46:34.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I have been taught is wrong!</title><content type='html'>So growing up I was always taught to put 2 spaces after my periods at the end of a sentence.    And it's something I just do.  So in one of my classes my professor wants us to write in APA and is very strict about it.  He mentioned that APA is only ONE space after a period.  So here I am trying to type the paper, and it's driving me nuts because I automatically put 2 spaces everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked my co-workers how they type.  One of them does one space, one of them does 2 spaces, and the other was taught to do 2 spaces but does one.  Like you care right?  So we decided to ask my boss and she said that 2 spaces where for back in the type writing days, and since computers, one space is the way it is to be done.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.virtual-typing-services.co.uk/images/main/typing2-web-RS-264x386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 215px;" src="http://www.virtual-typing-services.co.uk/images/main/typing2-web-RS-264x386.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How could I have been taught such wrong information!  I now have a habit that is wrong and I have used it throughout my entire education!  Here I am, one semester from graduation and I have been doing it wrong all along!  What else was I taught, that isn't true?  Is the world really round?  Who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stratstars.pbwiki.com/f/flat_earth%20edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://stratstars.pbwiki.com/f/flat_earth%20edit.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take my poll and let me know how you type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-6776555621102325259?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6776555621102325259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6776555621102325259&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6776555621102325259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6776555621102325259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-i-have-been-taught-is-wrong.html' title='Everything I have been taught is wrong!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2662561257865838356</id><published>2008-10-01T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:38:54.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Princess are You?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;&lt;font size=+1&gt;You Are Snow White!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v465/newbandi/SnowWhite.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pure and trusting. You are a gentle soul who can get along with just about anyone. Everyone you meet instantly falls in love with you. How can they resist? You have a pure, lovable nature that's irresistable. Just don't trust everyone who comes across your path.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;Which Disney Princess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2662561257865838356?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2662561257865838356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2662561257865838356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2662561257865838356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2662561257865838356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/which-princess-are-you.html' title='Which Princess are You?!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2795422773577790515</id><published>2008-09-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:32:29.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommate Photo Shoot. Can we say Cheese?</title><content type='html'>So this semester I moved in with 2 random girls.  And I sure did luck out!  They are both amazing and adorable!  I love them so much!  We got cheesy roommate pictures taken...because we're cool like that!  Enjoy.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171026_3595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 244px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171026_3595.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171028_4196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 239px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171028_4196.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171031_5033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 240px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171031_5033.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171037_6730.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 248px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171037_6730.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171056_2913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 371px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171056_2913.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171061_4550.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 369px; height: 246px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171061_4550.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171065_5848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 406px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171065_5848.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171052_1153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 353px; height: 235px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171052_1153.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171046_9353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 369px; height: 246px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171046_9353.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171045_9050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 248px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171045_9050.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n17802801_36171040_7588.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 373px; height: 248px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Roomies%202008/n17802801_36171040_7588.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/242378407003345962-2795422773577790515?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2795422773577790515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2795422773577790515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2795422773577790515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2795422773577790515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/09/roommate-photo-shoot-can-we-say-cheese.html' title='Roommate Photo Shoot. Can we say Cheese?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3889836515760880503</id><published>2008-09-23T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:08:43.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology....used for good and evil?</title><content type='html'>So I have been thinking a lot about technology, you know computers, laptops, internet, facebook, myspace, blogging, cell phones, texting, webcams, ipods, mp3 players, the list goes on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="104" alt="" src="http://www.zwtm.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/apple_ipod_nano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these are great things. But they can also be bad. Depends on how they are used, how often they are used, and what they help us do and/or keep us from doing.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, the internet is a wonderful form of communication. We can talk to anyone around the world with the click of a button. It can strengthen families and friendships. We can get an education online, we can access all sorts of knowledge and information that can be used for good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there are also awful things on the internet. The easy access to pornography, such an evil that can be so addicting, so easily accessible to anyone, that destroys families and relationships. And lately I've thought about how the amount of time spent on the internet can be a negative influence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, I can fiddle around on Facebook or Myspace for hours, when I could have been focused on the people right around me, making new friends or performing acts of service. But instead, I chatted on gmail, watched youtube videos and sent 10 pieces of flair on Facebook. Not bad things necessarily, I just could have been doing much more important things. All things in moderation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/11108345/Laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also, this quote from a church leader on how we can use technology for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How different the world is today. For many of you, if you read newspapers, the chances are you read them on the Internet. Ours is the world of cyberspace, cell phones that capture video, video and music downloads, social networks, text messaging and blogs, handhelds and podcasts.&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the world of the future, with inventions undreamed of that will come in your lifetime as they have in mine. How will you use these marvelous inventions? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;More to the point, how will you use them to further the work of the Lord?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" -M. Russell Ballard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my pet peeves is ipods/mp3 players. Don't get me wrong. I love them. I got one 2 years ago and used it when I was walking around campus. Then it got stolen and I haven't had one for awhile. I realized it was something I could live without (Imagine that!). But I just got another mp3 player and don't know if I should use it or not, other than when I'm working out. Just because, when I see others listening to theirs, I feel shut out from their world and feel like they don't want me involved. It puts up a wall....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ipodstudio.com/cms/media/ipodzombiesnews.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I just feel like so much of technology today keeps us from actually interacting with other human beings. It keeps us isolated and to ourselves. Whether we are listening to our ipods or texting, we are not paying attention to people right around us, and could be missing out an amazing opportunities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pro.corbis.com/images/RF4776317.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B57DF0872-AA15-4B59-9A2C-04B09898F26B%7D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up: "Technology... the knack of so arranging the world that we don't have to experience it." ~Max Frisch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And: "It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity. " ~Albert Einstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is just a jumble of my thoughts spewed out in a blog. Just something to think about. What do you guys think? I think I have some things to work on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3889836515760880503?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3889836515760880503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3889836515760880503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3889836515760880503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3889836515760880503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/09/technologyused-for-good-and-evil.html' title='Technology....used for good and evil?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8648681228901232823</id><published>2008-09-20T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:25:59.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownie Swirl Cheesecake....</title><content type='html'>My roommate and I decided to enter a baking contest at our church activity. So we found this recip of a "Brownie Swirl Cheesecake" and figured you cannot go wrong with that. Chocolate, brownie and cheesecake? Heck yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first, the brownie crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9936.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 373px" height="461" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9936.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cream cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9939.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="394" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9939.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swirl in melted chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9941.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 355px; HEIGHT: 406px" height="475" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9941.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="306" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9944.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, we had some problems getting it baked all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 339px" height="426" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9945.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9946.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 308px" height="313" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9946.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then decorate and cover up the ugly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 427px" height="546" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9947.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9949.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 440px" height="633" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9949.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 318px" height="561" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Cheesecake/100_9962.jpg" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 3rd place. We were beat by some chocolate bar things and rollo cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8648681228901232823?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8648681228901232823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8648681228901232823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8648681228901232823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8648681228901232823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/09/brownie-swirl-cheesecake.html' title='Brownie Swirl Cheesecake....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4076006303114226117</id><published>2008-09-18T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:20:27.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Two things rob people of their peace of mind: work unfinished and work not yet begun."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That quote basically sums up how I feel right now! I'm not the type to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;procrastinates&lt;/span&gt; so when I get behind on something, it really starts to stress me out. I'm majoring in Social Work, and in order to graduate I have to have 480 hours (over 2 semesters) put into my internship. So, if things went as they're supposed to, I would work 15 hours a week at my internship. Which is what I have blocked out in my schedule (which already has 20 hours of work and 14 credits of classes). But now it's the third week into the semester and because of events that have taken place at the agency, I have not been able to start yet, and won't be able to start till next week! So I figured it out, and if I want to get at least 200 hours in, which is minimum to pass the class, then I will have to work approx 20 hours a week at my internship. So, now I'm probably going to have to cut out some work hours. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;! And if I cut work hours, I'm going to be even more broke (is that possible). And then I will probably starve to death...and die. Oh dear, I'm so dramatic. But it just is really annoying to me, cause the whole situation is out of my hands!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 317px; height: 230px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper1194/stills/23lnqe8i.jpg" border="0" height="258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-4076006303114226117?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4076006303114226117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4076006303114226117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4076006303114226117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4076006303114226117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/09/frustration.html' title='FRUSTRATION!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-1174000885168416959</id><published>2008-09-08T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:58:30.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Walk With You</title><content type='html'>So my chosen profession is Social Work. And the main purpose of a social worker is to help the vulnerable, oppressed and those living in poverty to better function within their environment. With a new semester starting and only one year left before I graduate, I've been thinking about whether or not I have what it takes to be a good social worker. One of the greatest aspects of social work is that we focus on the individual worth of every human being. Social workers are to be accepting of all people, no matter what their beliefs, culture, or orientation may be. We help everyone. In order to help people that are so different from myself, I need to be less judgemental. I find that I am quick to judge people and I'm trying really hard to change that! This past Sunday one of the speakers shared this children's primary song that made me want to be more accepting, kind and loving...more Christlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=2&amp;amp;searchseqstart=140&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=140&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll Walk With You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't walk as most people do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people walk away from you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't! I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't talk as most people do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people talk and laugh at you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't! I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I'll show my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus walked away from none,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave His love to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will! I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus blessed all He could see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then turned and said, "Come follow me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will, I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I'll show my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brethren&lt;/span&gt;, ye have done it unto me." -Matthew 25:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j134/northavenueband/LoveEveryone.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-1174000885168416959?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1174000885168416959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=1174000885168416959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1174000885168416959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/1174000885168416959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-walk-with-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Walk With You'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7918931533793753494</id><published>2008-09-04T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:08:20.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer....a gift I take forgranted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Prayer is a supernal gift of our Father in Heaven to every soul. Think of it: the absolute Supreme Being, the most all‑knowing, all‑seeing, all‑powerful personage, encourages you and me, as insignificant as we are, to converse with Him as our Father." -Richard G. Scott &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.treasureschristianbooks.com/home/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was raised knowing that there is a God and knowing that He loves me. I was taught that communication with God is possible through prayer. It is something I have done all my life. But most of the time I think I have been going more through the motions than actually saying &lt;em&gt;meaningful &lt;/em&gt;prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is a mighty lot of difference between saying prayers and praying."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are a few things I have learned that help make prayer more meaningful:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Ask in faith (which requires communicating our desires to God and then being willing to ACT)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Recognize answers don't always come the way we expect or when we expect (we receive no witness until after the trial of our faith).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Accept that God's will is sometimes different than our own. We need His help in surrendering our will to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A favorite hymn of mine on prayer (you can listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=1&amp;amp;searchseqstart=145&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;amp;searchseqend=145&amp;amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,&lt;br /&gt;unuttered or expressed,&lt;br /&gt;the motion of a hidden fire&lt;br /&gt;that trembles in the breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the burden of a sigh,&lt;br /&gt;the falling of a tear,&lt;br /&gt;the upward glancing of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;when none but God is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the simplest form of speech&lt;br /&gt;that infant lips can try;&lt;br /&gt;prayer the sublimest strains that reach&lt;br /&gt;the Majesty on high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the Christians' vital breath,&lt;br /&gt;the Christians' native air;&lt;br /&gt;their watchword at the gates of death;&lt;br /&gt;they enter heaven with prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prayer is such an amazing gift. He is waiting, let him enter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://gregolsengallery.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/I%20stand%20at%20the%20door%20and%20knock%20large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Painting by Greg Olsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7918931533793753494?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7918931533793753494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7918931533793753494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7918931533793753494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7918931533793753494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayera-gift-i-take-forgranted.html' title='Prayer....a gift I take forgranted.'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4010339399662914667</id><published>2008-08-16T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:41:29.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family...isn't it about time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is one aspect of my life that I often take forgranted. And that is my amazing family. I am the oldest of 7 kids. And this is the first time my family has all been together in about 4 years. David just got home from his mission (which was 2 years and before that I was on my mission for a year and a half) and James is getting ready to leave for his. He is going to Peru! So this is a rare chance for all of us to be together. It has been crazy, but it has been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day David got home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1958.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="464" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_1958.jpg" width="531" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1955.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="474" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_1955.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sisters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="365" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2050.jpg" width="424" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 112px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="433" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2053.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 119px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="308" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2052.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="497" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2051.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My brothers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="475" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2064.jpg" width="520" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 112px; HEIGHT: 142px" height="444" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2060.jpg" width="536" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 139px; HEIGHT: 141px" height="397" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2055.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_2056.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="375" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Summer%202008/100_2056.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wow, that's a lot of creepy pics of me. Sorry about that! But isn't my family cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-4010339399662914667?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4010339399662914667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4010339399662914667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4010339399662914667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4010339399662914667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/familyisnt-it-about-time.html' title='Family...isn&apos;t it about time?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-7180427685018137653</id><published>2008-08-10T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:13:51.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Way!</title><content type='html'>One of those days....was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays are usually nice and calm days. I attend church that is about 45 minutes from my house and I usually carpool with a few friends. Well this week has been hectic since my parents left to go get my brother from his mission in North Carolina. I was driving my 5 younger siblings to work, friends and who knows what else. I learned rather quickly that I don't want to be a soccer mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, late last night I realized that none of my friends I carpool with were going to church this week and I had no idea how I'd get there since my siblings were using the car to go to church in town here. Usually I'd just go with them, but I teach Sunday School so I couldn't miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kelly agreed to let me borrow her car. (Thank you!) Then, something came up this morning and I was going to be an hour late for church (but I don't teach till the 2nd hour so I'd figure I'd just make it in time for that.) I borrowed the car and hit the highway. 20 minutes later I realized....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="243" alt="" src="http://typi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/wrong-way-usa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I was driving the wrong direction on the highway for 20 whole minutes without even blinking an eye! Cool. So I turn around and start to speed up (but not too fast) and a little later I see a cop pull up behind me from no where. Luckily, he didn't pull me over, but he did give me a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to the church at about 12:05pm (and I'm supposed to start teaching at noon) and see relief on the face of my leaders who were wondering what to do without a teacher! The first person I see there is someone from Green Bay, who I had forgotten that I told him I'd call him this week to see if he wanted to carpool. I could have gotten a ride with him! Argh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, I brought cookies since it was my last week there before I head back to school, but my brother ate some of the cookie dough and I wasn't sure if I'd have enough. THEN, they combine my class with another class since their teacher wasn't there. So I definitely didn't have enough cookies. Oops? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/50/Chocolate_chip_cookies.jpg/800px-Chocolate_chip_cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I was all frazzled and discombobulated and had to teach my lesson to twice the usual audience. Awesome. Afterwards everyone kept coming up and saying what a great lesson it was. Which it wasn't. They were trying to be nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But at least I made it to church! Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-7180427685018137653?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7180427685018137653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=7180427685018137653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7180427685018137653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/7180427685018137653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/wrong-way.html' title='Wrong Way!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2403443401326833092</id><published>2008-08-09T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:53:19.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance or Fly Contest....</title><content type='html'>So Family Force 5 had a contest this week where you have to design a chalk dance floor in a public place, hold a dancy party, and pass out fliers advertising their new cd.  (Dance or Die, get it August 19th!).  So I'm dumb enough to do it.  Thank goodness my little sisters and brother helped me!  It was fun but a lot of work.  Who knows, maybe I'll win the trip to Atlanta?  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cX_qBCI1jio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cX_qBCI1jio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/242378407003345962-2403443401326833092?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2403443401326833092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2403443401326833092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2403443401326833092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2403443401326833092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/dance-or-fly-contest.html' title='Dance or Fly Contest....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2971225821597053137</id><published>2008-08-07T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:49:44.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance or Die?</title><content type='html'>I forgot how cool I was....or am?  This is a video I made on my mission a couple years ago.  For those of you who don't know, the song is from a really cheesy musical called "Saturdays Warriors".  Anyways, we thought we were funny.  It scares me that there are over 500 views....and no...I never claimed that I can dance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSJkkYqTTzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSJkkYqTTzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/242378407003345962-2971225821597053137?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2971225821597053137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2971225821597053137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2971225821597053137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2971225821597053137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/dance-or-die.html' title='Dance or Die?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-271341225832850209</id><published>2008-08-02T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:13:12.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warped Torture....I mean tour?</title><content type='html'>So one of my favorite bands, Family Force 5, thinks it's a good idea to go on this thing called "Warped Tour" which is a zillion different bands touring the country playing on four or more different stages at each city. Not such a bad thing, especially if you like a lot of the bands. But the trouble comes in in the organization of it all. The biggest issue we have with "Warped Tour" is that they don't tell you what times the bands play until you arrive at the show. And once you're there you can't leave. You wouldn't think it would be that bad...but oh, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we saw them at the show in Chicago. We had never gone to Warped before so we thought we should get there at noon when the gates opened. Only to find out that FF5 was playing at 7pm. Cool. So you either starve to death or you pay an arm and a leg for the food they have there. Meanwhile, you also sweat to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year we thought we could figure out a way to avoid all this confusion. We signed up for the texts that send the times of the show. Only the text comes so late that by the time we got it, we were afraid we would have missed FF5's set. So much for our grand idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let's just say this trip didn't go as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. By the time we found the venue in Milwaukee (after getting lost on a detour) Kelly's car is smoking. (I'm not a car person, but I was guessing that wasn't a good thing....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1729.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="386" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1729.jpg" width="438" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. As we're walking towards the venue to get tickets, Kelly realizes her pants aren't zipped and that her zipper broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We finally get our tickets and go in, only to discover one of the bands (Relient K) we wanted to see has already started without us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="327" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1744.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We always get nervous that we won't get front row, so we get in the crowd and up front too early. Which results in seeing bands such as Devil Wears Prada and Dr. Man Hat Tan while people body surf over our heads and nearly crush us to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1750.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="365" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1750.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1752.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="447" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1752.jpg" width="451" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1754.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="423" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1754.jpg" width="439" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dr. Manhatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The children there are scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1743.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 318px" height="474" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1743.jpg" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1847.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="477" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1847.jpg" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The show was amazing and so was the autograph line, but the merchandise girl was so rude while we were trying to pre-order the cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1776.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 434px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="325" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1776.jpg" width="507" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. After it's all over and we decide to go home, we realize we can't even get her car to the highway without it getting too hot. Meanwhile, there are no gas stations anywhere. We pull over to contemplate our situation, when we realize there is a Firestone across the street from us. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1852.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="362" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1852.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. The Firestone experts tell us the hose is ripped and they can't do anything cause they're closing. We leave the keys and grab our bags. (Good thing we packed just in case...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1851.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="358" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1851.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. We walk to the closest hotel which cost us $129 (yeah for one night, not a week lol). Thank goodness we packed our suits cause they had a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1864.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="422" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1864.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1863.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 375px" height="426" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1863.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. We watch Monk and order pizza and endure a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1858.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="334" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1858.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since we couldn't go to the Warped show in Chicago, we stopped for dessert on the way home....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1870.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="337" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1870.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1871.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="372" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1871.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1874.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="464" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Warped%20Tour%202008/100_1874.jpg" width="516" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part? If FF5 is on Warped again next year....we'll most likely go....when will we ever learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-271341225832850209?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/271341225832850209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=271341225832850209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/271341225832850209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/271341225832850209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/warped-torturei-mean-tour.html' title='Warped Torture....I mean tour?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6608138348349128127</id><published>2008-07-30T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:40:48.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road Again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't explain it, but I love roadtrips. And yes, all (or most) of my roadtrips do lead me to concerts. But it's not just about the concerts. It's about the whole experience. And the friends! (Those you meet up with and the new ones you make!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/A-Town/?action=view&amp;amp;current=friends.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="330" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/A-Town/friends.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/A-Town/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1676.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="446" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/A-Town/100_1676.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Old Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v310/173/47/501413591/n501413591_598438"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we went to Indiana and Ohio. I think. Or so I've heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/Fort%20Wayne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1390.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="297" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/Fort%20Wayne/100_1390.jpg" width="502" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 1: Looks like we still had a lot of energy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1481.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="369" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/100_1481.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2: Still smiling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/Akron/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1576.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="304" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/Akron/100_1576.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 3: Steak 'n Shake. It's a long standing tradition that will never end. Unless there is a show in WI....but who goes to shows in WI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/Akron/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="419" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/Akron/100_1577.jpg" width="449" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you don't have time to sit and eat you can always Takhomasak....or something like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/Akron/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="324" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/South%20Bend/Akron/100_1579.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Apparently there was another day? Shhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/A-Town/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="294" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Baseball%20Shows%202008/A-Town/cake.jpg" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And no, a roadtrip is never complete without funfetti cake. I mean what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here is a snippet of the concert(s) we attended.  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uE4JdWdMF_I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uE4JdWdMF_I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/242378407003345962-6608138348349128127?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6608138348349128127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6608138348349128127&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6608138348349128127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6608138348349128127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-road-again.html' title='On the Road Again....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6838490226640579484</id><published>2008-06-30T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:58:27.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ankles and Earwigs.....</title><content type='html'>So the title sounds like the band Angles and Airwaves, but this is not about a band. This is an additional blog about my amazing summer job. First off, I thought it would be fun to show you what our t-shirt logo looks like...just in case you were curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="360" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/100_1296.jpg" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See anything wrong with that picture? Unless you're a spelling nazi, you might not, but "cemetAry" should actually be spelled "cemetEry." Kinda shows you how cool that place is that I work at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my job usually consists of me mowing 8 hours a day, as I have explained previously. But the past few days have been spent moving from our old shop into the new shop. This has been quite the adventure. Especially since my co-worker and I are the only 2 girls that work there with about 10 guys. And so while they are doing "manly" labor we were asked to do "women's" work such as dusting and sweeping. Oh please. I have never seen men have such fun lifting heavy objects and playing with tools. I'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today we were finishing with the move and there wasn't much going on so the other girl co-worker and I were asked to go and do a trash run. A trash run consists of driving around the cemetEry to all the trash cans and emptying them. Fun times. So we got to the first garbage can and as I lifted the lid of about a million little wiggly earwigs were crawling all over and falling to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" src="http://www.haleypestcontrol.com/files/IMG_2503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I freaked out, threw the lid and started doing this little jumping dance in place to be sure none of them got on me. As I was freaking out I managed to somehow roll my ankle. Cool. So here is a photo of my swollen ankle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=foot.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="382" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/foot.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thus the title Ankles and Earwigs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-6838490226640579484?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6838490226640579484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6838490226640579484&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6838490226640579484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6838490226640579484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/ankles-and-earwigs.html' title='Ankles and Earwigs.....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-2869664289257216512</id><published>2008-06-25T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:49:48.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive Roadtrip Top Ten</title><content type='html'>10. SUMMER FUN! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Gotta love the porta potty fun we had.... (or lack there of)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Sleeping on a hill in a slippery sleeping bag (and loud youth groups).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_0834.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="493" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/100_0834.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. SMORES and Campfires!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="472" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/100_1040.jpg" width="637" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Sarah's Birthday Card :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Toby Mac pointed at ME! (Whoopsie Daisy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="456" alt="" src="http://www.alive.org/images/2008blog/friday/fri059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What is Reuben dippity doin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="115" alt="" src="http://www.alive.org/images/2008blog/friday/fri063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Best seats in the house for FF5 (better luck next time bucko!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 481px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="201" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/100_1084.jpg" width="568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hawk Nelson (or whak slonen) (Jon's side and a;odjkhgaoi HE'S signing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="358" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/100_1013.jpg" width="564" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Summer Fun Friends: Meeting Sarah and hanging with Jesi again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_1036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 431px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="488" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Alive%20Leesburg/100_1036.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-2869664289257216512?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2869664289257216512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=2869664289257216512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2869664289257216512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/2869664289257216512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/alive-roadtrip-top-ten.html' title='Alive Roadtrip Top Ten'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4002277263925228261</id><published>2008-06-08T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:01:08.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Survey of FuN....</title><content type='html'>1. What were you doing 10 years ago? 10 years ago I was 14 years old....so I think I was an obnoxious teeny bopper who was obsessed with 'NSync. And I had just gone to my first concert with my dad. *Aw precious* &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://img.webring.com/r/b/breathlessnsyncf/logo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Five things on my "To Do List" today: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Go to church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Bake a chocolate cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Nap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Write on my blog? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really have "To Do List" on Sundays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Snacks I enjoy: Everything, sausage, cheese and crackers, chocolate, apples, carrot sticks, pretzels, popcorn, fruit snacks, oreos, anything edible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What would I do if suddenly I was a billionaire? Faint. Then I would pay off my credit card, pay for my brothers missions, pay my parents bills, buy a mini cooper, buy a house and go on a zillion roadtrips in my mini cooper. Oh, and donate a lot to the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="149" alt="" src="http://serendipitously.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/minicooper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Three bad habits: This is hard, since I'm perfect and all... Burping (loudly, in public and enjoying it), cracking my knuckles, having a messy room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Five places I've lived: Spain, Arizona, California, W Virginia, Georgia, Utah, Wisconsin (yes, I know that's more than 5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Five jobs I've had: Again, I'm gonna list all the jobs I've had (if I can remember them....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Paper route&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Big Apple Bagels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Sam's Club Cashier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Sam's Club Cake Decorator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. BYU Early Morning Custodial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. BYU Laundry, Shirt Ironer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Apple Creek Inn Caterer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Cold Stone Creamery, server and cake decorator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. BYU Grounds Crew, snow removal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Packer Nanny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. BYU Secretary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Catholic Cemetery Grounds Crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Casino Accountant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*whew* and I might be adding Kmart to that list this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Five things that people don't know about me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love to make "To Do Lists"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://www.ineedmotivation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/todo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I hate cottage cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I was a band geek in high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I can't stand having more than 3 browser tabs open at a time...if I do I have to use it really fast and then close it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I didn't have a cell phone until Dec 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag Jesi!  (That means you have to do this on your blog!)  lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-4002277263925228261?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4002277263925228261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4002277263925228261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4002277263925228261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4002277263925228261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/survey-of-fun.html' title='A Survey of FuN....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8750483479519613857</id><published>2008-06-02T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:21:34.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Jobs...gotta love em!</title><content type='html'>So many of you may have already heard my gripes and complaints about my AMAZING summer job, but for those of you who haven't, I feel this is a worthy topic to devote an entire blog to.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I moved home I applied for numerous jobs and while applying came across the job "Grounds Crew Worker for Catholic Cemetery". I laughed and figured, why not apply? Not like I'll actually get stuck doing that job! Think again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="137" alt="" src="http://realalibi.com/images/Cemetery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, a junior in college is not good enough for any other jobs besides grounds crew. It was the only job that called me back to set up an interview. The interview was so intense, I wasn't even sure I'd get that! Then they interviewed about 5 of my references....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;, you'd think this job was a big deal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before starting the job I tried to be optimistic about it. I mean, come on! I get to work outside, which means I'll have a nice tan (if you like farmer's tans). I'll get to enjoy the fresh air (or the humidity...depending how you look at it!). And I'll get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; (that's an understatement!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you would think a grounds crew job would entail various tasks throughout the day. No, no. Not at this cemetery. My "grounds crew" job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consists&lt;/span&gt; of me mowing between the headstones, 8 HOURS a day, 5 days a week!!!!!!!! That's right, nothing but mowing. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, without my mp3 player I would die. And after the first week of this torture and discovering all kinds of muscles I never knew I had, I think I've adjusted and just might make it through the summer.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry about that, I just had to get that out of my system!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://www.tuam-guide.com/images/mowers-machines-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-8750483479519613857?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8750483479519613857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8750483479519613857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8750483479519613857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8750483479519613857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-jobsgotta-love-em.html' title='Summer Jobs...gotta love em!'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-3022235369898115481</id><published>2008-05-29T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:19:03.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miami/Cruise Receipt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ghirradeli Icecream Sundaes: $14&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="432" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9720.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ghetto Hotel Room: $67/night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="408" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9621.jpg" width="601" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute Shoes: $20&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 372px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="445" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/IMG_0164.jpg" width="565" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rip-off Water: $3.50&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="451" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/IMG_0166.jpg" width="527" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cruise: $700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_0236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 439px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="452" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/100_0236.jpg" width="599" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Key West Life-Threatening Snorkling Excursion: $50&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=104_8938.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 419px; HEIGHT: 246px" height="445" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/104_8938.jpg" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mexico Tulum Mayan Ruins Excursion: $70&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_0364.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="473" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/100_0364.jpg" width="594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Views, Meeting DJ, Choc Molten Cake, and Spending Time Together: PRICELESS :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0245.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="439" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/IMG_0245.jpg" width="641" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_0351.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 443px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="485" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/100_0351.jpg" width="615" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=101_0407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 446px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="443" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/101_0407.jpg" width="585" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_0208.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="463" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/100_0208.jpg" width="546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9890.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9929.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="449" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/100_9929.jpg" width="477" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0419.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 372px; HEIGHT: 295px" height="449" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/IMG_0419.jpg" width="668" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0466.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="520" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/IMG_0466.jpg" width="512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="455" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/Music%20Boat%20Cruise/IMG_0001.jpg" width="648" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-3022235369898115481?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3022235369898115481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=3022235369898115481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3022235369898115481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/3022235369898115481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ghirradeli-icecream-sundaes-14-ghetto.html' title='Miami/Cruise Receipt'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-4376135591437961925</id><published>2008-05-18T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:43:29.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Heaven</title><content type='html'>So today we were brave enough to venture another walk out in the heat...only this time it was less than one mile, although it felt like 5 miles. By the time we got to our destination we were dripping with sweat and ready to lie down and die that instant. Our final destination was the Holocaust Memorial. It was worth the walk....we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9672.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="498" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9672.jpg" width="700" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9677.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9690.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="423" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9690.jpg" width="698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9700.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="499" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9700.jpg" width="697" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our journey back towards our hotel, in the midst of all the heat, we came upon a most glorious discovery. Ghirradelli Ice cream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9717.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="463" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9717.jpg" width="668" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9750.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 321px" height="417" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9750.jpg" width="559" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got yelled at for taking this photo at some jewelry store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-4376135591437961925?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4376135591437961925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=4376135591437961925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4376135591437961925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/4376135591437961925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ice-cream-heaven.html' title='Ice Cream Heaven'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-6058722741561817965</id><published>2008-05-17T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:35:14.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning in hell....I mean Miami...what's the difference?</title><content type='html'>So today has been an adventure from the very start. We decided we wanted to see South Point Park because it was highly rated on the internet. It was only a mile and a half away....doesn't sound too bad does it? Well it was awful. It was over 95 degrees with 100% humidity and very little breeze. Not to mention that it is impossible to get a nice cold glass of water around here without having to pay an arm and a leg. So we started off and it was awful. But figured that it would be worth it in the end....right? Nope. Not even close. We got there and saw the sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/IMG_0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, don't worry...we were only a year early before it opens! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we slowly made our way down the beach. This morning I put my cell in my board shorts and told Kelly that I couldn't forget it was in there. Don't you worry, I was so hot and the ocean waves looked so inviting that I completely forgot and jumped right in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="455" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/IMG_0231.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are really sunburned and tired from the heat. But we're still having fun....I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 475px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="435" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9581.jpg" width="608" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9589.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything wrong with this picture?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9563-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="448" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9563-1.jpg" width="586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're still eating them...thank you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-6058722741561817965?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6058722741561817965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=6058722741561817965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6058722741561817965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/6058722741561817965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/burning-in-helli-mean-miamiwhats.html' title='Burning in hell....I mean Miami...what&apos;s the difference?'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-212292129407827772</id><published>2008-05-16T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:21:01.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Miami....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So after a long journey, we are finally here in Miami. Kelly's flight ended up getting canceled and so I had to wait in the Miami airport for 3 hours. Let's just say I met some very interesting people. So we did reserve ourselves the cheapest hotel we could find. So we weren't expecting much. Little did we know what we had to look forward to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what the photo online looked like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SC4AijYHa5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/_31hULMIu8U/s1600-h/Clay+rooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201095213271444370" style="WIDTH: 485px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SC4AijYHa5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/_31hULMIu8U/s400/Clay+rooms.jpg" width="446" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what our room looks like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="496" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9562.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a &lt;em&gt;slight&lt;/em&gt; difference. Not to mention the minor detail that we get to share our bathroom with the people in the next room over.....fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we are having a blast. It is beautiful here! Even if I am already as red as a lobster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9549.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9504.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9504.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_9490.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/ChrisBCrazy/Florida%202008/100_9490.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-212292129407827772?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/212292129407827772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=212292129407827772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/212292129407827772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/212292129407827772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-miami.html' title='Welcome to Miami....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SC4AijYHa5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/_31hULMIu8U/s72-c/Clay+rooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-8013049778256621617</id><published>2008-05-09T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:16:09.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The milk man, the paper boy, evening tv....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know why I'm so excited in this photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607512448687570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUp_TouXdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ijj8F3-g4aA/s400/100_9025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this can help clarify:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUusDouXmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZWRqOW8MzKk/s1600-h/full+house+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198612679294344802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUusDouXmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZWRqOW8MzKk/s400/full+house+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...that's right. Here are some other fun photos of San Fransisco (I only took 257). We went to the Golden Gate Bridge, Pier 39, Union Square, Chinatown, Lombard St (the world's windiest road), Ghiradelli Square, and the Painted Ladies. So much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUrlTouXgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/c1u3Q9suuEY/s1600-h/100_9003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198609264795344386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUrlTouXgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/c1u3Q9suuEY/s400/100_9003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUshjouXjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/USnWiYJRE2E/s1600-h/100_9039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198610299882462770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUshjouXjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/USnWiYJRE2E/s400/100_9039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghiradelli Square was heavenly. I never have had such wonderful hot fudge in all my life. Lisa and I both ordered sundaes. And theybrought them to us separately. For her sundae they brought her 2 spoons, and for mine they brought 3 spoons....like we were supposed to share or something? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUr8jouXhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_hIr01GXShA/s1600-h/100_8934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198609664227302930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUr8jouXhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_hIr01GXShA/s400/100_8934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUsKzouXiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nTlUsnzpfSA/s1600-h/100_8939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198609909040438818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUsKzouXiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nTlUsnzpfSA/s400/100_8939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fun hat shop on Pier 39....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUs4TouXkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3bbPGQGwM0w/s1600-h/100_8908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198610690724486722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUs4TouXkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3bbPGQGwM0w/s400/100_8908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUtKDouXlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5272_084s_w/s1600-h/100_8907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198610995667164754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUtKDouXlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/5272_084s_w/s400/100_8907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/242378407003345962-8013049778256621617?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8013049778256621617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=8013049778256621617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8013049778256621617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/8013049778256621617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/milk-man-paper-boy-evening-tv.html' title='The milk man, the paper boy, evening tv....'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCUp_TouXdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ijj8F3-g4aA/s72-c/100_9025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242378407003345962.post-769476749075976632</id><published>2008-05-08T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:35:35.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airports, Cookies and American Idol...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I am sitting here at the Salt Lake City airport with nothing to do since they charge an&lt;a href="http://neighborsgoblog.dallasnews.com/castroinbluejeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="344" alt="" src="http://neighborsgoblog.dallasnews.com/castroinbluejeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; arm and leg for internet and seem to think that sports are more important to air than American Idol…hmph. Who knows? Right now the top 4 Ford video is probably airing and then Ryan will tell us that we will get going on the results after the break….which will continue until the last 3 minutes of the show when we will finally see who is going home. Will it be Jason or Sayesha? Guess I’ll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note I do have some scrumptious freshly baked cookies I bought from Smart Cookie earlier today. I knew t&lt;a href="http://pinoyfood.nimrodel.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/full-chocolate-chip-cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" height="148" alt="" src="http://pinoyfood.nimrodel.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/full-chocolate-chip-cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey would come in handy. I just ate the double chocolate chip cookie and have just started in on the semi-sweet chocolate chip. I may even over-indulge and eat the m&amp;amp;m one….what else do I have to do? I could watch this Asian tourist that is sitting across from me in his Harvard University t-shirt and Texas cowboy hat who is taking pictures of himself with his macbook. No I think I’d rather eat the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I at the airport with nothing to do? Well, first of all airports request that you arrive at least an hour before your flight departs, if not earlier. Not sure why, since they NEVER seem to have on time departures. But for some reason, airports stress me out….a lot. So I like to arrive with plenty of time….oh my goodness. So I just switched my seat, probably 10 feet across from my last seat….and magically…low and behold I have internet! Dang it, it’s all a lie. I connected to “Free Public Wi-Fi” but to no avail, nothing. I just get the swirly dial of death and then “Internet explorer cannot display the webapge.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my story. My flight leaves at 9:35pm so I think I have to get here by 8pm or I’ll have a nervous break down. No worries, traffic was fine, there was no one in line at check in. My luggage didn’t weight more than 50 pounds, which is one of my greatest fears…(every time they put my luggage on the scale my heart skips a beat). So I passed one of the worst parts, got my luggage checked with no extra fees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On to getting through security. This is something I have mastered over time&lt;a href="http://natureunplugged.co.nz/osCommerce/images/pink%20lip%20gloss.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, yet it still makes me nervous. I now know never to put any liquids of any kind in my carry-ons, cause I don’t want to have to deal with the little plastic baggies or be blamed for trying to make a liquid bomb or be f&lt;a href="http://natureunplugged.co.nz/osCommerce/images/pink%20lip%20gloss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" height="69" alt="" src="http://natureunplugged.co.nz/osCommerce/images/pink%20lip%20gloss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;orced to throw out my favorite tube of lip gloss cause it’s more than 2 fluid ounces.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I make sure to wear pants that don’t need a belt. Because something about taking a belt on and off in public is awkward too me, plus it’s just an annoying hassle, especially when you’re in a hurry, which most people are at the airport. I also like to wear shoes that I can easily slip on and off. And I prefer to have a lighter carry-on where I have easy access to my laptop so I can be sure to get that out quickly with out holding up the line too badly. Lastly, I ensure that there is nothing in my pockets and that I have no jewelry or accessories that would sound the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I wore a bulky sweatshirt and kept it on, so I was frisked down for my first time, but I still managed to get through without too much of a problem. Maybe it’s just me, but I always feel guilty going through security. The way they look at me, I feel like I must be doing something wrong. Luckily, they find my innocent and worthy to fly ever time! Well I guess I’ll continue watching the Lakers I think it is play Utah. Whatever that means…15 minutes left on AI and no avail…..&lt;a href="http://www.do2learn.com/picturecards/images/imageschedule/airplane_l.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.do2learn.com/picturecards/images/imageschedule/airplane_l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px" height="118" alt="" src="http://www.do2learn.com/picturecards/images/imageschedule/airplane_l.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/242378407003345962-769476749075976632?l=chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/769476749075976632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=242378407003345962&amp;postID=769476749075976632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/769476749075976632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/242378407003345962/posts/default/769476749075976632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisbcrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/airports.html' title='Airports, Cookies and American Idol...'/><author><name>ChrisBCrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05715789536466913029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IGYwXCfCi1o/SCNC6yIGwQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/P58V7uJjkWk/S220/_DS26069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
