<?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-27597110</id><updated>2012-02-01T19:41:45.335-08:00</updated><category term='harry potter'/><category term='Emma Watson'/><category term='adrie'/><category term='Alaina'/><category term='business'/><category term='Joshua'/><category term='TV'/><category term='English not so good.'/><category term='Confession'/><category term='deathly hallows'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Becki'/><category term='canadia'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='kendall'/><category term='Weird stuff'/><category term='Rupert Grint'/><category term='order of the phoenix'/><category term='Chuck Norris'/><category term='menny'/><category term='Letter'/><category term='Vacations'/><category term='Tom Cruise'/><category term='Thursday'/><category term='dress up'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Feist'/><category term='Veronica Mars'/><category term='knoll'/><category term='momness'/><category term='diet coke'/><category term='Stephen Colbert'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='Food'/><category term='attorney'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='candy'/><category term='Health'/><category term='nettie'/><category term='the office'/><category term='natalie dee'/><category term='Lists'/><category term='poems'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>the final slowdance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>373</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1828675268575534123</id><published>2012-02-01T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T18:17:30.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2012!</title><content type='html'>Alright, I just switched to the new Blogger interface?  It's horrible.  Which means, I'll probably love it in a couple months but it is hard and uncomfortable right now.  I spent 6+ years on the old way of publishing, okay?  I'm allowed to be weirded out by this.  And now I understand the older generation's distaste for cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;I made four New Years Resolutions that Josh and I discussed and if I actually spend a whole year doing my best to reach them, we're buying a Dyson vacuum for Christmas.  Ready to read them?  OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make 1 loaf of bread (or one bread product like rolls) every week for a year.  52 loaves total. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say morning and evening prayers daily.  This is one I've had on my list probably every year since 2005 because I have &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; been a good morning pray-er.  This year is the year, guys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be at my happy goal weight by my birthday 2012.  This one I find to be fairly reasonable since Baby D is due in May and I'm not planning on gaining more than 30 lbs for this pregnancy, but heaven forbid I gain 70 this one will be a piece of work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Track my exercise and fruit/vegetable intake for 52 weeks/the whole year.  I am using the "Healthy Living Guidelines" handout that I created for job/internship at Y Be Fit.  It's below so you can look at it and print it off if you want.  Of course, I still have edits I want to make on it but this isn't a blog about my handout so I'll save that for another day.  Just know, I'm tracking on this thing for a year, and I'm four weeks down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnrV0Ob5ie4/TynvM7mWsWI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-Ac4cjP-Y64/s1600/HealthyGuidelines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnrV0Ob5ie4/TynvM7mWsWI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-Ac4cjP-Y64/s400/HealthyGuidelines.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So far I have done fairly well on all my goals.  Like I said, I've tracked every week so far and I've made 3 loaves of bread, so I am behind 1 (or 2 if we count this week) and have to catch up this weekend.  The goal weight by birthday is something I can't really work on right now (pregnant...can't lose weight) so I'm focusing on staying active and not gaining weight like crazy cause that worked fairly well with Henry.  The prayers thing is always tricky because HOW do I get myself to remember when Henry wakes me up most mornings and my day simply begins? But don't worry, I'm trying, and I plan on getting this DOWN before Christmas.Good luck to everyone with New Years Resolutions! And to those who have none, I hope you have some goals anyway because it's good to have a goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1828675268575534123?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1828675268575534123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1828675268575534123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1828675268575534123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1828675268575534123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2012/02/alright-i-just-switched-to-new-blogger.html' title='Happy New Year 2012!'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnrV0Ob5ie4/TynvM7mWsWI/AAAAAAAAA2E/-Ac4cjP-Y64/s72-c/HealthyGuidelines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3071809340854700930</id><published>2011-07-29T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:28:30.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8AMoKejlj4/TjNQLf5qz_I/AAAAAAAAAos/Ohv0AzAHuWY/s1600/MVI_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8AMoKejlj4/TjNQLf5qz_I/AAAAAAAAAos/Ohv0AzAHuWY/s320/MVI_0790.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I sure love this kid and his loungewear.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&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/27597110-3071809340854700930?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3071809340854700930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3071809340854700930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3071809340854700930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3071809340854700930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/07/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8AMoKejlj4/TjNQLf5qz_I/AAAAAAAAAos/Ohv0AzAHuWY/s72-c/MVI_0790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7873593816659469574</id><published>2011-06-27T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:16:48.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>It's been too long, old friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are my two bits of, "She's seriously writing about this?!" for your viewing pleasure today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I hope that someday Hugh Hefner gets diagnosed with some sort of mental disorder to explain why he is so crazy.  Otherwise, he is truly a disgusting man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hope even more that Prince Harry (name actually is Henry) and Pippa get married.  Even though he just &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b249472_true_false_are_pippa_middleton_prince.html?cmpid=rss-000000-rssfeed-365-topstories&amp;amp;utm_source=eonline&amp;amp;utm_medium=rssfeeds&amp;amp;utm_campaign=rss_topstories"&gt;denied&lt;/a&gt; rumors that they're dating.  A girl can hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://beautifulinhistime.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/pippa_harry.jpg?w=475&amp;amp;h=356"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 475px; height: 356px;" src="http://beautifulinhistime.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/pippa_harry.jpg?w=475&amp;amp;h=356" 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/27597110-7873593816659469574?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7873593816659469574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7873593816659469574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7873593816659469574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7873593816659469574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-been-too-long-old-friend.html' title='It&apos;s been too long, old friend.'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1544368441232676853</id><published>2011-06-22T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:59:32.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>And I'm Proud to be an American</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?cht=t&amp;chtm=usa&amp;chs=440x220&amp;chf=bg,s,336699&amp;chco=d0d0d0,cc0000&amp;chd=s:99999999999999999999999999999999&amp;chld=AZCACOCTFLIDILINIAMEMAMONENVNJNYOROHPATXUTVTVAWAWVWYRIMTNHALGALA" width="440" height="220" &gt;&lt;br/&gt;visited 32 states (64%)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Andrea, for this awesome link.  I am surprised I've been to so many of the states! It makes me feel like maybe I know America a little bit better than I though.  Can you tell I've driven to New York?  Also, I think our adventure next summer will be to visit the south.  I want to hear tons and tons of Southern accents and accurately judge the most obese countries of the good 'ol USA.  And see if everything really is fried in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same sort of note except MUCH cooler, I am proud to report that I know all 50 STATES (definitely said countries in my first post. how embarassing). In alphabetical order.  Yes, it took me about 15 years too long, but I never learned the country song in elementary school! It's not my fault my Arizona teachers were derelict in their duties of song teaching. I learned an Americana soldier patriotism song in kindergarten in Massachusetts &lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...All at attention, stand like soldiers true.  Hands on our hearts, pledge allegiance, too. We all love the flag, the red white and blue."&lt;/blockquote&gt;But I never learned the states song.  Josh's job on the drive out here was to teach it to me.  The first day went well.  We got all the way through Nevadaaaaaaaaa then I was overwhelmed by the States that came rapid fire. Pause until day 2.  THEN I LEARNED IT ALL.  And I couldn't get the song out of my head for days.  And now I can't see all the States in order without singing it.  I am so blessed.  Now I will sing it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;AaaaalaaaaaBAMA, alaska, arizona, arkansas, california, colorado, connecticut.  Delaware, florida, georgia___hawaii, idaho, illinois, INdianuh.  Iowaaa, kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, MAINE. Maryland, massachusetts, michigian!  Minnesota, mississippi, missouri, montana.  NebraSKA, nevaaaaaaadaaaaaaa.  New hampshire, new jersey, new mexico___new york.  North carolina, north dakota, OH-HI-OH. OKLA  homa, oregon, pennsylvania.  Rhode island, south carolina, south dakota, Tennessee, texAAAS. Utah, vermoooont, virginiaa, washington.  West virginia, wisconsin, WYOOOOOOOOMING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I bet that was annoying to read.  It was fun to write, though.  And that is straight from the brain so if I got some states out of order then I apologize because Josh taught me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, did anybody else miss out on learning the States' song?  Because I didn't think that was a thing until Josh knew it and so did Gabbe, so then it wasn't just Alaina and Natalie who knew it.  Discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GL3muwZtwyw/TgH2jYCPs6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/qYn6igkmuAc/s1600/SSPX0374.jpg"&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/-GL3muwZtwyw/TgH2jYCPs6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/qYn6igkmuAc/s400/SSPX0374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621044897542812578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8YUz8Qxg00/TgH2YvAk3WI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ultLzxmxaRY/s1600/SSPX0375_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1544368441232676853?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1544368441232676853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1544368441232676853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1544368441232676853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1544368441232676853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-im-proud-to-be-american.html' title='And I&apos;m Proud to be an American'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GL3muwZtwyw/TgH2jYCPs6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/qYn6igkmuAc/s72-c/SSPX0374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6454272720185763396</id><published>2011-04-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T08:07:06.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>October 15, 2007</title><content type='html'>I blogged this little list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reasons why I was a mom this weekend:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I made chocolate chip meringue cookies this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;2. I did dishes five times.&lt;br /&gt;3. I made some chocolate fudge type of dessert.&lt;br /&gt;4. Made gourmet chicken, mashed potatoes, and corn.&lt;br /&gt;5. Invited my friends over for a hearty meal on Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;6. Did all the dishes from said meal.&lt;br /&gt;7. Vacuumed and mopped the house.&lt;br /&gt;8. 409ed counters everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;9. Bought a pillow at DI with intentions to re-cover it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Re-covered said pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reason why I am not a mom right now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I made this bragging list. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Nearly four years later I feel like maybe I used to accomplish more in a day than I do now.  Yikes.  Here's my list of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons why I am a mom right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I woke up at 6:30 this morning and didn't even complain about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I changed a diaper on the changing table I own in my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wrote 700 words of an essay because my son was happy enough to play for 30 minutes this morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's 9:07 and I'm awake, blogging, and writing an essay (more the blogging than essaying)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons why I am not a mom right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's 9:09 in the morning and I have already showered for the day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not blogging about my son&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Though I absolutely love being a mom, it's not quite as glamorous as I think I once imagined it was.  Who has time to make gourmet chicken when there is school to do, babies and husbands to love, laundry to fold, and bodies to get back into shape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6454272720185763396?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6454272720185763396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6454272720185763396&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6454272720185763396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6454272720185763396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/04/october-15-2007.html' title='October 15, 2007'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1242245109865102306</id><published>2011-04-14T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T07:53:16.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Cruise'/><title type='text'>Let's Re-visit</title><content type='html'>I was just reading my posts about &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/search/label/Tom%20Cruise"&gt;Tom Cruise&lt;/a&gt; and remembering that some time ago, something awesome happened with him again and I didn't blog about it.  I'm so sorry.  All I remember is that it was epic and I kept thinking I'd blog about it and I never did.    I'll try and remember and blog about it.  So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, let's revisit the &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2007/09/makesyoufeelgoodwellifyoureacat.html"&gt;cat nip&lt;/a&gt;.  Doesn't everyone get sleepy when it's raining?&lt;a onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target=""&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1242245109865102306?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1242245109865102306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1242245109865102306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1242245109865102306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1242245109865102306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-was-just-reading-my-posts-about-tom.html' title='Let&apos;s Re-visit'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3240369514132296614</id><published>2011-04-08T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T17:47:22.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Semester of Eternal Misery and Woe</title><content type='html'>This summer I want to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make drapes/curtains for the window in Henry's bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;2. Make some Christmas ornaments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. NOT DO SCHOOL &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_570xN.207662882.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.207662882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 126px;" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.207662882.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_570xN.194284116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 122px;" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_570xN.194284116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://arkitipintel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/newswire_summer_break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 125px;" src="http://arkitipintel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/newswire_summer_break.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/27597110-3240369514132296614?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3240369514132296614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3240369514132296614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3240369514132296614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3240369514132296614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/04/semester-of-eternal-misery-and-woe.html' title='Semester of Eternal Misery and Woe'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7746674685965707486</id><published>2011-03-08T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:17:48.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>As if I needed any reason</title><content type='html'>I am delaying my graduation until December.  Then I'm gonna walk next April with Josh and maybe Henry.  I can't believe how much harder school is with a baby.  Who knew having a baby was so much fun?  And yes, I am speaking the truth.  I honestly would rather stare at my smiling little child and watch his arms and legs (and hair) whip back and forth than study for my classes.  So, this summer I'm going to enjoy my sweet internship and being a mom and pretend that I don't have to take another class in the Fall before I graduate. And I'm more excited about walking with Josh in April because then I get to walk with my HUSBAND and pretend like I'm a MASTERS student because it's taken me 6 YEARS to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet deal!  And now I'm off to study some because I actually have a real midterm to take on Friday.  Yikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7746674685965707486?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7746674685965707486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7746674685965707486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7746674685965707486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7746674685965707486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-if-i-needed-any-reason.html' title='As if I needed any reason'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7608585003597046960</id><published>2011-03-08T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:12:23.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>I like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 7.68pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.38in; text-indent: -0.38in; text-align: center; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;“I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 7.68pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.38in; text-indent: -0.38in; text-align: center; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 7.68pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.38in; text-indent: -0.38in; text-align: center; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;- Galileo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;Galilei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:32pt;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7608585003597046960?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7608585003597046960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7608585003597046960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7608585003597046960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7608585003597046960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-like-this.html' title='I like this.'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4410925000517174503</id><published>2011-02-16T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:13:00.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Y-Be Fit</title><content type='html'>This semester I got the internship of my dreams.  It. Is. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll know of my dream to be a dietitian.  I sorta gave up on it after I didn't apply the first year, then I didn't want to take 2 additional rigorous years of class and then I got pregnant and had a baby so things worked out great.  My major is Exercise and Wellness and my goal eventually is to go back to school and become an R.D., but not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my internship.  I am a Health Counselor at Y-Be Fit at BYU.  My job duties include: body composition testing (check &lt;a href="http://www.bodpod.com/"&gt;this machine&lt;/a&gt; out); fitness, flexibility, and strength testing; and working with clients for 3 month periods to help them set and achieve goals.  The last duty is my favorite, and it's the reason I originally wanted this internship.  It really gives me the opportunity to connect with people who want to improve their lives.  Personally, I know what it's like to start from nothing and try and make lifestyle changes.  It's taken me years to get this healthy living stuff into my head, and I love helping others do the same.  More than anything, this internship really affirms that I want to go back to school eventually to be and R.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I could talk a lot more about it.  Ask me and I'll be happy to, but I'll try to tone down the boredom for now.  Cheers and happy 3 day weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4410925000517174503?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4410925000517174503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4410925000517174503&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4410925000517174503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4410925000517174503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/02/y-be-fit.html' title='Y-Be Fit'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-9025748967229917399</id><published>2011-02-01T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:21:21.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can expect this if I have your address....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/27597110-9025748967229917399?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/9025748967229917399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=9025748967229917399&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/9025748967229917399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/9025748967229917399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-can-expect-this-if-i-have-your.html' title='You can expect this if I have your address....'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7291173665512552041</id><published>2011-01-25T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T17:14:08.841-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deathly hallows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>So...Henry is sleeping.  It's not like he's never slept before, but I think I'm starting to get the hang of cramming in all the things I need to do during his nap time.  This nap time, I'm playing catch up on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the deathly hallows symbol.  On the outside of the new Los Hermanos/old Ottavios restaraunt in Provo.  YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT.  THE DEATHLY HALLOWS SYMBOL IS IN DOWNTOWN PROVO.  I want someone to explain it to me please, because the only logical explanation is that the hallows are real, Harry Potter exists, and there is a wizard (or witch. I'm not picky) in Provo who is a believer.  Thank you, world.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HTd3uPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H7jKfDC1otQ/s1600/Hallows.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HTd3uPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H7jKfDC1otQ/s200/Hallows.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566295333286689010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HfJr74I/AAAAAAAAAKw/JUZ__koBtXk/s1600/Hallows2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HfJr74I/AAAAAAAAAKw/JUZ__koBtXk/s200/Hallows2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566295336423255938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my new reindeer, Benjamin.  He is named after the bills I hope to put in him during the year to save for Christmas.  This is my new savings plan for Christmas presents/holiday cheer because I just love Christmas and saving in a "savings account" just isn't doing it.  Every month needs a little Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HoQrSdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/cjhnV6YMKv4/s1600/Reindeer.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HoQrSdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/cjhnV6YMKv4/s200/Reindeer.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566295338868492754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my house when it was Christmas.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HB6B1QI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Tw6-VZqjP3A/s1600/Christmas.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HB6B1QI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Tw6-VZqjP3A/s200/Christmas.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566295328572953858" 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/27597110-7291173665512552041?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7291173665512552041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7291173665512552041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7291173665512552041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7291173665512552041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2011/01/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TT90HTd3uPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H7jKfDC1otQ/s72-c/Hallows.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5579805304430692473</id><published>2010-12-29T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T19:13:33.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>Ya'll Ready for This?! (cue music)</title><content type='html'>Fall semester grades came in.  I took 15 credits, worked 15-20 hours a week, and survived the entire third trimester of pregnancy AND managed to get my highest GPA of all time at BYU.  3 A's, 3 A-'s.  3.86.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.....take THAT semester I was engaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5579805304430692473?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5579805304430692473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5579805304430692473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5579805304430692473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5579805304430692473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/12/yall-ready-for-this-cue-music.html' title='Ya&apos;ll Ready for This?! (cue music)'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4873027629317534102</id><published>2010-10-13T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:28:57.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>High School Romance</title><content type='html'>M &amp;amp; D came drove down from Oregon last month and brought me a bunch of "private" things I had locked up in a desk that got passed along to a new family.  Turns out all my "private" things consist of a) Ex-boyfriend stuff, b) old prescriptions, c) Cd's that I bought and didn't want to share?, and d) Journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ~10 entries from age 11 that are ridiculous.  Eventually I'll get around to posting a couple of them because they are truly hilarious and I'm sure everyone can relate to having her mother "steal" her collection of beanie babies.  Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news is I have approximately 1 journal entry for every 2 days junior-senior year of high school.  That means every person I ever even TALKED to in these 2 years has their own biography in my journal.  I also have every painful detail of my adolescent years, from best friends to ex-friends to boyfriends and crushes and teachers I hate and everything in-between.  It is painfully embarrassing and seriously one of the most addicting books I've ever read.  Josh and I have been reading through all my teenage angst and laughing at my ridiculous Catalogue of Friends every month (like Homer's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catalogue_of_Ships"&gt;catalogue&lt;/a&gt; of ships or &lt;a href="http://www.fjkluth.com/catalog.html"&gt;women&lt;/a&gt;) and that at least once a week I end with "it's 8:45! I gotta go to bed!" or "I should probably kill myself. Night."  Remember that drama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's intense. So...I think I might try blogging some of the less embarrassing entries, if for nothing other than reminding you that there is NOTHING sane about high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. For all ya'll wondering, I wasn't ever suicidal, but for some inexplicable reason I thought it was a good way to sum up my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! OH! AND I have a journal entry that talks about this "new thing called Myspace".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4873027629317534102?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4873027629317534102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4873027629317534102&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4873027629317534102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4873027629317534102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/10/high-school-romance.html' title='High School Romance'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3804055613822501795</id><published>2010-10-09T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T11:32:55.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>I think you're wonderful</title><content type='html'>This email is dated October 6, 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id=":4" class="ii gt"&gt;&lt;div id=":1a"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear my favorite people in the world,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I am out of text messages for the next five days.  Do not get  offended if I do not respond, and feel free to email me because that's  free.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua is the reason to blame for me running out of my 1,000 text messages that month. I have to say though, he was worth the extra $5.  More to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888888;"&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/27597110-3804055613822501795?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3804055613822501795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3804055613822501795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3804055613822501795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3804055613822501795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-youre-wonderful.html' title='I think you&apos;re wonderful'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1393956657411610557</id><published>2010-09-20T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T16:16:34.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Holidays and Craftiness</title><content type='html'>So lately I've been obsessed with two things:&lt;br /&gt;1. Etsy&lt;br /&gt;2. The Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in more detail...&lt;br /&gt;1. Etsy is the best thing ever.  I've known about it for ages but just recently started searching through it's many many offerings after google pulled up a bunch of images of cute decorations from Etsy.  Needless to say I've spent hours, now, looking at the cute christmas ornaments and vintage necklaces, diaper bags, hats, headbands, halloween decorations, and everything else you could imagine.  Just go there and search "Owls". It'll blow your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The first day of Fall is on Wednesday and I am going to a) help my grandma set up all her Halloween decor and b) set up all of MY Halloween decor.  I am consumed by these future events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1393956657411610557?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1393956657411610557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1393956657411610557&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1393956657411610557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1393956657411610557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/09/holidays-and-craftiness.html' title='Holidays and Craftiness'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3083324211154302341</id><published>2010-08-03T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:29:30.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>3 things</title><content type='html'>1. I was just informed by channel 5 news that the hottest weeks of the summer are typically the last week of June and into the first week of August. Next week is supposed to be in the mid 80's!  This is GREAT news for those of us down to 1 car with no a/c for the rest of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Whenever tv shows to specials on American obesity or America's increasing waistline, they always show video of fat people walking around showing only their backside, their heads cut off, or blurring out their face.  Do you think people ever watch those clips and say, "That's me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's starting.  And I couldn't be happier.  Let us begin the best 5 months of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TFil6hqXxzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6Ivgz4VtTxI/s1600/22192190632_ORIG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TFil6hqXxzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6Ivgz4VtTxI/s320/22192190632_ORIG.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501329369720145714" 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/27597110-3083324211154302341?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3083324211154302341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3083324211154302341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3083324211154302341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3083324211154302341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-things.html' title='3 things'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/TFil6hqXxzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6Ivgz4VtTxI/s72-c/22192190632_ORIG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3791053727987994632</id><published>2010-07-10T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T15:34:52.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>She's a maniac</title><content type='html'>I've been reading The Hunger Games like a maniac.  Rachel lent me book one on Monday night.  I started at 10 pm and finished around 2 am Tuesday morning.  Then I thought about it all week and sorta started re-reading it and then bought Catching Fire on Thursday and read it on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-3791053727987994632?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3791053727987994632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3791053727987994632&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3791053727987994632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3791053727987994632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/07/shes-maniac.html' title='She&apos;s a maniac'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6960130920294881367</id><published>2010-06-27T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:32:33.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big news!  It's posted on the private blog.  Click the link to get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sousandhischef.blogspot.com/2010/06/early-christmas.html"&gt;http://sousandhischef.blogspot.com/2010/06/early-christmas.html&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/27597110-6960130920294881367?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6960130920294881367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6960130920294881367&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6960130920294881367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6960130920294881367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4592778004877781443</id><published>2010-05-30T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:24:07.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English not so good.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Provo's done a really great job</title><content type='html'>Tonight Josh and I drove around Provo for half an hour looking for a homeless person to whom we could give a burrito.  Unfortunately, it's easier said than done.  Either homeless people have families to go to on Sunday's, stay in one place, or Provo has just done a really great job taking care of the homeless population.  Or, they've all moved to the homeless center in Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, no homeless person was blessed with our burrito tonight.  Not even the man who has been sitting on the corner of Center and Univ. Ave with the sign reading, "robbed by the highway patrol raising money".  Not. Even. Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holiday tomorrow!  I hope none of you have work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4592778004877781443?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4592778004877781443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4592778004877781443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4592778004877781443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4592778004877781443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/05/provos-done-really-great-job.html' title='Provo&apos;s done a really great job'/><author><name>Kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04797295424616262813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x-naOkd3UUk/SslFT82jFGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2NsUCQY2Ecc/S220/10719_692054859529_17826146_38787655_615507_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2807434565598631312</id><published>2010-05-27T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:43:52.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Some things</title><content type='html'>I have 6 comments for ya'll on this dusty summer day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Commenting has died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have random music that was traded in my high school years that still pops up every now and then when Itunes is on random.  I love the Atmosphere or Jurassic 5 that randomly plays so I have to run to the computer and change the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm taking 2 online classes (in addition to 7.5 credits each summer semester) this summer in my mad dash to graduate next April.  It's difficult disciplining myself to actually do the classes, but it's remarkably satisfying to finish 1 of 6 of my "assignments" for the whole semester.  Much more satisfying than going to class and thinking it oh so pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Josh graduated in April!  I'm sure everyone already knows, but I'm going to post some pictures as Abbey so kindly informed me this weekend that she hadn't seen any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I work as a courier for a residential treatment center.  That means I a) take kids to off campus appointments (like the dentist), b) take kids to the airport (for visits and holidays, etc) and c) go shopping with and/or for kids when they're not allowed off campus.  If you know anything about me, part C is absolutely the greatest ever.   I also love this job because it works around my school schedule so I can actually graduate (sometime) AND work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Josh and I are attempting to move sometime in the next two months.  If you know anyone that wants a 1 bedroom apartment in Provo, hit me up.  I'll give 'em a good deal. Also, we're the proud parents of both a Lexus AND a Mercedes.  How many people our age can say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87QWTxHWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/4a_xxBI1uY0/s1600/IMG_8337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87QWTxHWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/4a_xxBI1uY0/s200/IMG_8337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476160823958248802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87RDB2QWI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Y8m4SNSng98/s1600/IMG_8338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87RDB2QWI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Y8m4SNSng98/s200/IMG_8338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476160835962683746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87RmrHlzI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xfvIUohaEhc/s1600/IMG_8353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87RmrHlzI/AAAAAAAAAyM/xfvIUohaEhc/s200/IMG_8353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476160845531027250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87SrdTSMI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mPw2zAbckCo/s1600/IMG_8358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87SrdTSMI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mPw2zAbckCo/s200/IMG_8358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476160863995119810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: Aunt Cheri is the photographer of the self portrait of Gma, Mal, and us. She has skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2807434565598631312?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2807434565598631312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2807434565598631312&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2807434565598631312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2807434565598631312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-things.html' title='Some things'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S_87QWTxHWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/4a_xxBI1uY0/s72-c/IMG_8337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1603335252920514608</id><published>2010-05-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:03:26.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>School, seriously.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I gave up on the month blogging challenge. I'm sorry, Nat.  School got stressful and I went back to my old ways of not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, I got the best GPA of my college career.  I ended this semester with a 3.77, managing an A in D&amp;amp;C, A- in Chronic Disease Prevention, and the biggest shocker of them all, an A- in Physiology.  Seriously, I have no idea how it happened except having Josh as my personal TA and Mallory as my personal motivator (to go to class and all). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope the next 4 semesters until graduation are as great as this last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1603335252920514608?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1603335252920514608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1603335252920514608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1603335252920514608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1603335252920514608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-seriously.html' title='School, seriously.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6650695861876959456</id><published>2010-04-14T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:12:51.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Day 14 - Nonfiction book</title><content type='html'>Nonfiction is definitely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; my style.  It's Josh's.  I read non-fiction when it's assigned in school.  I struggled to come up with a book that I've read and/or enjoyed that is nonfiction.  One time when I worked at a non-profit organization, I borrowed the book &lt;u&gt;The Rape of Nanking&lt;/u&gt;.  It's a gruesome book, but it was an interesting one.  It's the story of the Japanese invasion of a Chinese city, Nanking.  It was interesting to see war from a non-American point of view.  I was fascinated the whole way through, but I didn't have the heart to look at the few black and white pictures stuck in the middle of the novel.  I wouldn't recommend it as a light read, it's definitely one of the most realistically gruesome (duh, it's nonfiction) books I've ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a0.vox.com/6a0110162cc9dc860c011018075370860f-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 161px;" src="http://a0.vox.com/6a0110162cc9dc860c011018075370860f-500pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174677778m/429547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 160px;" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174677778m/429547.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second book that came to mind as I started typing that I don't read non-fiction unless it's prescribed by school, is &lt;u&gt;The Culprit and the Cure&lt;/u&gt;.  It's a non-fiction book written by a former BYU professor, and it's all about nutrition.  It reads more like an interesting, easy read, but my awesome Chronic Disease professor uses it for the textbook in our class.  If you really want to learn some really good things about exercise and nutrition, read this book.  It pretty much has everything you'd ever need to know about living a healthy life.  It's surprisingly cheap (see:&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0975882813/ref=sr_1_2_olp?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1271286535&amp;amp;sr=8-2&amp;amp;condition=used"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;) and if you buy it and don't like it/find it interesting/useful, I'll buy it from you.   Seriously.  I love this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, my friends, sums up my experience with non-fiction.  It's interesting, but I much prefer the bright, flashy covers of the teenaged fiction (read: &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/search/label/harry%20potter"&gt;magical&lt;/a&gt;) world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6650695861876959456?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6650695861876959456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6650695861876959456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6650695861876959456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6650695861876959456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-14-nonfiction-book.html' title='Day 14 - Nonfiction book'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-262495333435193341</id><published>2010-04-14T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:00:02.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>A fictional book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorta confused by this title.  Am I supposed to make up a book that I've always wanted to read/write?  Or am I posting about a fiction book that I like?  I think I'll stick to fiction book though because there are waaaay too many fictional books I want to read.  Most of them Harry Potter sequels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://library.thinkquest.org/08aug/02151/Eragon%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 593px;" src="http://library.thinkquest.org/08aug/02151/Eragon%20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eragon. I don't really know what to say about it except that I was almost more obsessed with Eragon than I was with Harry Potter for a few months two summers ago.  And Eragon the movie is almost nothing like the actual book.  Josh, upon reading Eragon, asked me where the heck they came up with the movie.  I don't know, but don't judge the book by the movie.  All in all, there are 3 books in the Eragon series and I'm waiting for a 4th to come out who knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story? If you're geeky and like magic, read Eragon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-262495333435193341?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/262495333435193341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=262495333435193341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/262495333435193341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/262495333435193341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6029071436126703485</id><published>2010-04-12T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:17:10.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Day 12</title><content type='html'>I sort of wish I didn't have to blog "whatever tickles my fancy".  It's hard.  That's why I stopped blogging.  Tomorrow is Josh's last class of his undergraduate career.  I sort of wish it was mine, but I'll have to wait another year to experience that.  My Exercise and Wellness major has been great for this semester, and I can't wait to take the rest of my classes for this major.  I get to take some seriously awesome courses like: Substance Abuse and Addiction Behaviors, Exercise Physiology, Personal Training Strategies, Obesity and Weight Management, and Sports Nutrition.  Some of them are gonna be hard, but I can't wait to learn this stuff that I'll actually find interesting.  Most of my GE's are done so I'm onto major requirements.  I seriously get so excited thinking about some of the classes I have in my future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I had two main goals for this year.  1) Learn how to make sushi (accomplished on 1/1/10) and 2) Go to the gym/get 40 minutes of aerobic exercise 4 days a week.  The first two months were sorta rough, but we've definitely been getting our 4 days in each week since at least the beginning of March.  It's been easy because Mal and I decided to go to a few classes in the mornings.  I never thought I'd say it, but I looooove gym classes.  I love the instructors and I love learning new things about exercising, and I love the pain after working muscles I didn't know I had. It is so satisfying to see myself and my poor muscles getting stronger.  And lest you think it's a weird/gross kind of strong, I'm still probably 1/2 as strong as most women out there.  I am a weakling.  Ask Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for my fitness.  I love exercising.  Not running.  Exercising.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy some Calvert Family pictures we just got in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8PvmRkBMKI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Lcr4xCrJaM0/s1600/Calvert_116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8PvmRkBMKI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Lcr4xCrJaM0/s320/Calvert_116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459470614131716258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Pvm4ej9eI/AAAAAAAAAx0/WcoKSFKwzOU/s1600/Calvert_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Pvm4ej9eI/AAAAAAAAAx0/WcoKSFKwzOU/s320/Calvert_015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459470624577811938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I forgot to mention I get to take Greek and Roman Mythology. Booyeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6029071436126703485?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6029071436126703485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6029071436126703485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6029071436126703485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6029071436126703485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-12.html' title='Day 12'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8PvmRkBMKI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Lcr4xCrJaM0/s72-c/Calvert_116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6793517063835343546</id><published>2010-04-12T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:17:54.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Day 11 - Photo taken of me recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-sjc1.fbcdn.net/hs472.snc3/25906_379797327461_526432461_4014878_3839169_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 720px;" src="http://hphotos-sjc1.fbcdn.net/hs472.snc3/25906_379797327461_526432461_4014878_3839169_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is last week at the Miniature Tigers concert at the Velour in Provo.  How often does your favorite band come into town and play at the tiniest local venue?  Not very often, let me tell you.  But this concert was a dream come true and I even got my own picture with the lead singer!  Long Live the Miniature Tigers.  I'm buying your album come July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music video version:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrUrv7CBbN4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrUrv7CBbN4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concert version:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ykaIJeFzjjA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ykaIJeFzjjA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/27597110-6793517063835343546?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6793517063835343546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6793517063835343546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6793517063835343546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6793517063835343546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-11-photo-taken-of-me-recently.html' title='Day 11 - Photo taken of me recently'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-8438874950793444356</id><published>2010-04-10T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T13:35:25.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nettie'/><title type='text'>Day 8, 9, and 10.  Seriously</title><content type='html'>Why can't I blog 2 days in a row?  It's a problem, I know it.  But at least I'm blogging more than once every 2 months.  You should just be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8 - Photo that makes me sad/angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first day at BYU and also the biggest blister I've ever had in my entire life.  Chances are, if you know me at all, you know this blister. Cool, huh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Dbq4TYAHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/FLgOaqOmlJw/s1600/000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Dbq4TYAHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/FLgOaqOmlJw/s320/000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458604278087680114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 9 - Photo that I took&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first picture I ever took of Joshua.  I &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2007/10/adventure-under-knoll.html"&gt;blogged about it&lt;/a&gt; before.  It took all my strength not to post another Adrie picture.  I Have soooo many cute baby pictures of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8DeEwrY-bI/AAAAAAAAAxc/NkqiHgOTu5U/s1600/IMG_5559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8DeEwrY-bI/AAAAAAAAAxc/NkqiHgOTu5U/s320/IMG_5559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458606921740777906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10 - A photo of me taken over 10 years ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Dg60u3xJI/AAAAAAAAAxk/bFtMA9zNilQ/s1600/1175867205_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Dg60u3xJI/AAAAAAAAAxk/bFtMA9zNilQ/s320/1175867205_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458610049565312146" 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/27597110-8438874950793444356?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/8438874950793444356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=8438874950793444356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8438874950793444356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8438874950793444356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-8-9-and-10-seriously.html' title='Day 8, 9, and 10.  Seriously'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S8Dbq4TYAHI/AAAAAAAAAxU/FLgOaqOmlJw/s72-c/000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1743177944227618003</id><published>2010-04-07T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:37:04.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrie'/><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>A photo that makes me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture during Thanksgiving break of 2008.  I was living with Alaina and she went on &lt;a href="http://alainandadrie.blogspot.com/2008/12/italia-florence-pisa.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://alainandadrie.blogspot.com/2008/12/palermosicily-and-boat-life-in-general.html"&gt;awesome&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://alainandadrie.blogspot.com/2008/12/amalfi-coast.html"&gt;cruise&lt;/a&gt;.  I got to babysit Adrie for two days before she spent the rest of the break with Kurt.  One night Josh came over and we took Adrie on a walk to a close park.  These pictures are on our way back home, when it was just starting to get dark.  On the short walk a car drove by and out of nowhere (as &lt;a href="http://alainandadrie.blogspot.com/2009/10/morning-conversations.html"&gt;most things&lt;/a&gt; with Adrie go) she yelled, "Oh no! It's a car! A scary car!" and screamed a little and started backing up.  I have a series of 3 pictures but for some reason can only find 2. This moment was just absolutely hilarious and it makes me giggle &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S71ARj1Ob5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/oA3LKGCZMtg/s1600/IMG_7528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S71ARj1Ob5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/oA3LKGCZMtg/s320/IMG_7528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457588993863348114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S71ASAlkrOI/AAAAAAAAAxM/EeYZeb-_o3k/s1600/IMG_7529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S71ASAlkrOI/AAAAAAAAAxM/EeYZeb-_o3k/s320/IMG_7529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457589001582324962" border="0" /&gt;&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/27597110-1743177944227618003?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1743177944227618003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1743177944227618003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1743177944227618003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1743177944227618003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S71ARj1Ob5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/oA3LKGCZMtg/s72-c/IMG_7528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-102971731464446195</id><published>2010-04-07T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:38:45.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='order of the phoenix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Playing Catchup, days 2-6</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/03/april-fools.html"&gt;full&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-todays-battle-of-which-activity-do-i.html"&gt;unfulfilled&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/08/these-days-are-some-pivotal-ones.html"&gt;promises&lt;/a&gt;. For that I am sorry.  But here in quick succession are days 2-6 of my month-of-blogging-getting-to-know-me-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite Movie - Movie I've watched the most times, Aladdin.  But a non-cartoon favorite?  Taken or Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite TV program - Modern Family and Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite book - The English Patient/Harry Potters 5 &amp;amp; 7&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite quote - I'm going to pick 3 because they're all in different categories.  And I haven't picked just one answer for any of these favorites, so why start now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; a) "Small gestures were enough for him.  One bullet ended the war."&lt;/blockquote&gt; - The English Patient pg 242&lt;br /&gt;So I pick this one because it comes from the most beautiful book I've ever read.  The English Patient is written in prose so the whole book moves like a long poem.  It's disjointed and artistic and I have to admit, I wouldn't have made it through the book if it weren't required reading in my senior English class.  Bless Mrs. Sherman for teaching me to love it.  There are so many quotes that I love, and so many more that the romantic senior girl in me loved, but this I think is the most artistic quote that sits artistically in the middle of a paragraph.  This quote is therefore dubbed my "artistic" quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; b) "Watching the news! Again?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well it changes every day, you see."&lt;/blockquote&gt;    -Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix pg 6&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I love Harry Potter, and obviously I'm going to pick a quote from my other favorite book in the world.  I just love this exchange that takes place at the beginning of book 5.  I think it just shows how good a writer JK Rowling is.  This quote just makes me happy.  Consider it my "Happy" quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;c) "Real adults don't have summer. Start acting like an adult."&lt;/blockquote&gt; - My dad&lt;br /&gt;Sassy 17 year old Kendall remembered and wrote down this quote because it was so ridiculous at the time.  However, now that it's stayed on my Facebook page for the last 4 years it has become a part of me and my relationship with my dad.  He's always pushed me to work hard, and I never realized what a blessing it is to know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; to work hard until this year.  (don't mind my bragging moment) Even though I don't exactly work hard at school, I feel my work life has been characterized by hard work, and by trying to exceed expectations.  It's been relatively easy for me to get jobs and I thank my Dad for teaching me how to work. This is my "Life Lesson" quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whatever tickles my fancy&lt;br /&gt;This one's a little difficult.  I haven't done the tickling fancy until recently.  I've been considering writing blogs about switching from name brand to store brand products (snore bore, I know) for anyone who's interested.  I'll just let you know about two of my successful switches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) I've been a faithful user of Vaseline Cocoa Butter Deep Conditioning lotion for around 4 years.  I love it.  However, the price is getting a little high for me, so I decided to switch to the Target "Up &amp;amp; Up" brand.  I think it's great with just one exception -- it smells stronger.  I don't necessarily like it, but I think the $2 price different makes up for a somewhat stronger/faker smell.  Boring post #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S706zkvqMVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-vZKUo5gvlQ/s1600/v1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S706zkvqMVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-vZKUo5gvlQ/s200/v1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457582981154222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  VS.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S706z2BxIZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/8DK5OjipQBQ/s1600/v2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S706z2BxIZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/8DK5OjipQBQ/s200/v2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457582985793577362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) I love the blue Moisturizer Chapstick.  It's sorta minty and not at all bleck like the regular Chapstick (sorry Dad and Mal).  I switched to the Target Up &amp;amp; Up Moisturizing Chapstick and I love it.  It's exactly the same and more than a dollar cheaper.  I think a 3 pack is $2 or so at my SuperTarget.  Good change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7060KFHHlI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XHZacOxwgwk/s1600/v3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7060KFHHlI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XHZacOxwgwk/s1600/v3"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7060KFHHlI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XHZacOxwgwk/s200/v3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457582991176310354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     VS   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7060luEJ9I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hqh7ubQH094/s1600/v4"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7060luEJ9I/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hqh7ubQH094/s200/v4" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457582998595839954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's all for playing catch up!  I've officially missed Pilates so I'll be on to my next post in a few minutes.  Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-102971731464446195?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/102971731464446195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=102971731464446195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/102971731464446195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/102971731464446195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-catchup-days-2-6.html' title='Playing Catchup, days 2-6'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S706zkvqMVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-vZKUo5gvlQ/s72-c/v1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2714147647455326613</id><published>2010-04-01T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:28:25.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>Getting to know you</title><content type='html'>Getting to know all about youuuu (singing that song, can you name the movie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is day one of Nat's monthlong challenge/get to know your neighbor month.  Day 1. Favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a remarkably difficult challenge considering my favorite song changes weekly/monthly/weekly.  I used to be able to depend on my ipod for an accurate play count to see what my favorite song is by way of listening alone.  Back when Ipod#1 died, I think my top three songs were Samson-Regina Spektor, Mushaboom-Feist, and Starting Now-Ingrid Michaelson with over 95 plays each.  Now that I have Ipod#2  with twice as much memory and an awesome play button on my headphones.  Unfortunately, that headphone play button gets pressed a lot in my purse and my top plays are now around 1,800 despite resetting them weekly.  OH well. Now, on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain and the Sea - Ingrid Michaelson.  It's a beautiful song. It's the song I listened to when I didn't want to run any more to finish the last lap on the Rex Lee Run.  It is seriously the perfect pace.  And it's such a cute and happy and romantic and uplifting song.  I love it.  Amen and that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a4ToOLDTh6s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a4ToOLDTh6s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;-KC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2714147647455326613?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2714147647455326613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2714147647455326613&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2714147647455326613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2714147647455326613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-to-know-you.html' title='Getting to know you'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5886014956766457938</id><published>2010-03-31T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:50:19.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>April Fools!</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to try to start blogging every day tomorrow.  &lt;a href="http://natattackisthenewblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nat&lt;/a&gt; didn't have a genius plan that goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7QlkM-TcPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/UeNeaCSGnLI/s1600/30DaysofBlogging.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7QlkM-TcPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/UeNeaCSGnLI/s320/30DaysofBlogging.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455026352540578034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not going to try and do this for the next month.  And I am so not excited thinking about doing this again, not hopefully I will actually follow through.  And I'm awesome at using the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5886014956766457938?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5886014956766457938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5886014956766457938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5886014956766457938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5886014956766457938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/03/april-fools.html' title='April Fools!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S7QlkM-TcPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/UeNeaCSGnLI/s72-c/30DaysofBlogging.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2124259646157150674</id><published>2010-02-02T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:13:26.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Gym or Study</title><content type='html'>In today's battle of which activity do I want to do less, &lt;b&gt;"going to the gym"&lt;/b&gt; beat out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;studying&lt;/b&gt;" with a very narrow margin.  Although I guess if we're being honest here, they both won since I'm blogging and all instead of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on my exercise and wellness changes later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2124259646157150674?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2124259646157150674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2124259646157150674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2124259646157150674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2124259646157150674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-todays-battle-of-which-activity-do-i.html' title='Gym or Study'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6586212411407238701</id><published>2010-01-10T11:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:18:29.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>Two generations of sexy men</title><content type='html'>Something about reading celebrity news makes me feel like blogging.  Or it could be that I lost the the "celebrity couple" game at Rachel's bridal shower last night that made me feel like I should catch up on my favorite pastime.  Or it could be the "Snapped" Marathon on Oxygen that is empowering me as a woman and encouraging me to blog.  Whatever the reason be, I've been &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=27597110" com="" uberblog="" author="jennifer%20cady&amp;quot;"&gt;catching up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turns out everyone's favorite joker (George Clooney) is jealous of everyone's favorite vampire (Rob Pat).  Somehow an exchange of magazines took place in which Rob wrote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S0onZm16jMI/AAAAAAAAAv0/sKmAR4YNu3A/s1600-h/Robert-Pattinson--GQ-April-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S0onZm16jMI/AAAAAAAAAv0/sKmAR4YNu3A/s320/Robert-Pattinson--GQ-April-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425192021998079170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To George: Best of luck.  Hang in there.  Love, Rob"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S0ontuNkwII/AAAAAAAAAv8/JQqRu-8-VhA/s1600-h/george.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S0ontuNkwII/AAAAAAAAAv8/JQqRu-8-VhA/s320/george.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425192367573745794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and George responded with, "Dear Rob: Thanks for all the inspiration.  I'm a huge fan.  Love, George (two time sexiest man alive)" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the article &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b160823_anna_kendrick_starts_war_between_rob.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6586212411407238701?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6586212411407238701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6586212411407238701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6586212411407238701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6586212411407238701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-generations-of-sexy-men.html' title='Two generations of sexy men'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/S0onZm16jMI/AAAAAAAAAv0/sKmAR4YNu3A/s72-c/Robert-Pattinson--GQ-April-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-851961671663060013</id><published>2009-11-17T06:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:00:05.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Vampire and Holiday Cheer</title><content type='html'>I haven't really thought a whole lot about New Moon coming out, and by not a "whole lot" I mean compared to how excited I was for Twilight last year.  My true allegiances lie with Harry Potter so I don't get too excited about Twilight, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't a HUGE fan and really excited for the movie to come out.  I mean, some of you know how many times I saw Twilight in theaters and it's quite an embarrassing number.  I (and I know Josh, too) hope I don't like this one as much so I don't get sucked into that time and money drain. Book 2 was my least favorite in the series. May the movies be the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, reason for this blog?  This article was linked on my homepage and I enjoyed it.  It's different celebrities weighing in on team Jacob vs Edward. It makes me feel just a little bit closer to my famous friends. I only would've liked it better had Kristen Bell given her 2 cents.  So here's the article!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/package/article/0,,20316279_20320216,00.html?xid=rss-topheadlines&amp;utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+people%2Fheadlines+%28PEOPLE.com%3A+Top+Headlines%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Feedfetcher"&gt;Celebs on Twilight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;As I write this I'm listening to 'A Colbert Christmas' album.  It's hilarious and awesome and FEIST has a song and sings on another 2 songs.  Count it as my favorite christmas album of the year.  Some of the other songs include 'Can I Interest You in Hannukah' from Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert, and 'Nutmeg' by John Legend and SC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font:11px arial; color:#333; background-color:#f5f5f5' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='360' height='353'&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style='background-color:#e5e5e5' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:2px 1px 0px 5px;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='color:#333; text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com'&gt;The Colbert Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:2px 5px 0px 5px; text-align:right; font-weight:bold;'&gt;Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style='height:14px;' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:2px 1px 0px 5px;' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='color:#333; text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/211035/november-23-2008/a-colbert-christmas--another-christmas-song'&gt;A Colbert Christmas: Another Christmas Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style='height:14px; background-color:#353535' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td colspan='2' style='padding:2px 5px 0px 5px; width:360px; overflow:hidden; text-align:right'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='color:#96deff; text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com/'&gt;www.colbertnation.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;embed style='display:block' src='http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:comedycentral.com:211035' width='360' height='301' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='window' allowFullscreen='true' flashvars='autoPlay=false' allowscriptaccess='always' allownetworking='all' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style='height:18px;' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;table style='margin:0px; text-align:center' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='100%' height='100%'&gt;&lt;tr valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/full-episodes'&gt;Colbert Report Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.indecisionforever.com'&gt;Political Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/254015/november-02-2009/sport-report---nyc-marathon---olympic-speedskating'&gt;U.S. Speedskating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-851961671663060013?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/851961671663060013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=851961671663060013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/851961671663060013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/851961671663060013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/11/vampire-and-holiday-cheer.html' title='Vampire and Holiday Cheer'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3293238520985755624</id><published>2009-11-14T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:23:52.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Did I tell you it's Christmas, yet?</title><content type='html'>There's nothing that celebrates Christmas more than dancing around with a three year old to happy Christmas music. Especially when said three year old dressed herself up like a hippie.  It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-3293238520985755624?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3293238520985755624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3293238520985755624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3293238520985755624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3293238520985755624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-i-tell-you-its-christmas-yet.html' title='Did I tell you it&apos;s Christmas, yet?'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-9099077046826820960</id><published>2009-10-06T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:26:28.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>I'm admitting something really embarassing right now.</title><content type='html'>Does anybody know where my copy of Breaking Dawn is?  I remember lending it out, but I don't remember where it ended up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to everyone. General Conference was great, Josh and I spent time with my Gparents Wood, and we also got to watch a session with Jacob, Abbey, and the boys.  Hopefully Josh and I will have a little somebody to watch conference with next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-9099077046826820960?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/9099077046826820960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=9099077046826820960&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/9099077046826820960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/9099077046826820960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-admitting-something-really.html' title='I&apos;m admitting something really embarassing right now.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2977321467223598790</id><published>2009-09-05T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:34:58.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Hey guess what?</title><content type='html'>I'm married!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLmzZYUHnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/PIqGS2vjWJQ/s1600-h/kcblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLmzZYUHnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/PIqGS2vjWJQ/s320/kcblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114675694378610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLm0Yuol3I/AAAAAAAAAvs/d7t5hDUhaws/s1600-h/kcblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLm0Yuol3I/AAAAAAAAAvs/d7t5hDUhaws/s320/kcblog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114692699428722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLmz29-XOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/9FbWJhAyE3c/s1600-h/kcblog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLmz29-XOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/9FbWJhAyE3c/s320/kcblog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114683636964578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joshua and I are officially going to Mexico for Christmas!  We can't wait to be with all the Arizona (and Utah and Oregon) family for Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2977321467223598790?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2977321467223598790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2977321467223598790&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2977321467223598790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2977321467223598790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guess-what.html' title='Hey guess what?'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SqLmzZYUHnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/PIqGS2vjWJQ/s72-c/kcblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4870347621724384749</id><published>2009-08-09T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T06:56:14.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>These days are some pivotal ones</title><content type='html'>Some boring wedding information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days until the wedding!! One week from this exact moment I'll be sleeping somewhere on the Oregon Coast with my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and I are registered at:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bed, Bath, and Beyondd&lt;br /&gt;2. Williams' Sonoma&lt;br /&gt;3. Target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the apartment we're going to live in! It's the cutest little place you've ever seen. You're all invited over for some coffee and bars once we're back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4870347621724384749?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4870347621724384749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4870347621724384749&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4870347621724384749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4870347621724384749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/08/these-days-are-some-pivotal-ones.html' title='These days are some pivotal ones'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-177466855371336889</id><published>2009-07-31T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:59:13.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>I said a Hip, Hop</title><content type='html'>Josh and I have watched three seasons of Scrubs so far and are on the fourth, which is the best one by far.  This makes my life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6lMTksI2SCk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6lMTksI2SCk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-177466855371336889?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/177466855371336889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=177466855371336889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/177466855371336889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/177466855371336889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-said-hip-hop.html' title='I said a Hip, Hop'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1040071947196807406</id><published>2009-07-30T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:34:38.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird stuff'/><title type='text'>Facebook, Facebook</title><content type='html'>Do you think facebook knows I'm getting married soon? It's a little bit creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SnJmHL57UhI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9KWBrQ6SjFM/s1600-h/facebookfacebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SnJmHL57UhI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9KWBrQ6SjFM/s320/facebookfacebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364462379792552466" 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/27597110-1040071947196807406?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1040071947196807406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1040071947196807406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1040071947196807406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1040071947196807406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-facebook.html' title='Facebook, Facebook'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SnJmHL57UhI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9KWBrQ6SjFM/s72-c/facebookfacebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2644184409729064329</id><published>2009-07-30T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:35:11.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Two days!</title><content type='html'>TWO DAYS IN A ROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So usually summer is my busiest time of blogging year.  And by usually, I mean three to four years ago when I worked at the law firm for two summers in a row.  And pretty much surfed the internet for 4 of my 7.5 hours a day.  Now I sit at my sweet job at (unnamed security company) without the internet and work as fast as possible for 8 hours a day.  I feel my eyesight getting worse each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also never had the opportunity to post/brag about my engagement pictures.  &lt;a href="http://alainasdigitaldarkroom.com/"&gt;Alaina Despain&lt;/a&gt; took them and did an amazing job!  They were posted on her blog &lt;a href="http://adigitaldarkroom.blogspot.com/2009/05/engagements.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://adigitaldarkroom.blogspot.com/2009/06/k-j-part-dos.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Joshua and I love them.  I can't wait to be married and have married pictures (thank you, Adrie).  There are a mere 16 days left!  We have an apartment to move in to and a plan to get up to Oregon.  Things are going great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In worldly news: I'm really excited for New Moon.  And I wish the next Harry Potter came out at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looove,&lt;br /&gt;Kendall lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2644184409729064329?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2644184409729064329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2644184409729064329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2644184409729064329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2644184409729064329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-days.html' title='Two days!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2571430070851150479</id><published>2009-07-29T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:47:53.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rupert Grint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Just making an appearance</title><content type='html'>My three favorite things combined.  Can you guess what the three are?  It isn't too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps. Click on the link below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b133544_harry_potter_kids_love_gossip_girl_kids.html"&gt;Harry Potter Kids Luuurve GG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Harry Potter and the Half blood Prince twice.  I'm planning on another time or two.  I kind of feel like I should pay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; as much attention to HP as I did to Twilight.  Although, I think Joshua and I would go broke if I used that logic.  Hmmm.....pictures instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs180.snc1/6772_675081015249_17826146_38145048_1053583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs180.snc1/6772_675081015249_17826146_38145048_1053583_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs200.snc1/6772_675081005269_17826146_38145046_3731051_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 227px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs200.snc1/6772_675081005269_17826146_38145046_3731051_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs200.snc1/6772_675081025229_17826146_38145050_3843676_n.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs200.snc1/6772_675081025229_17826146_38145050_3843676_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep those are all my Harry Potter shirts.  And Joshua got me those awesome HP specs.  I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage in 17 days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2571430070851150479?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2571430070851150479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2571430070851150479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2571430070851150479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2571430070851150479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-making-appearance.html' title='Just making an appearance'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7182568400513697073</id><published>2009-06-24T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:48:53.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>It's Official:</title><content type='html'>1. 7 weeks until Joshua and I are husband and wife.  It seems like an eternity away and like it's coming way too soon!!&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm blogging from my BRAND NEW FIXED COMPUTER.  A thousand thanks to Joshua for taking it to get fixed, Randy for obtaining Window's Vista, and the rest of the world for patiently awaiting my return.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm going home this weekend to do some SERIOUS wedding stuff.  And I get to see Amanda and my best high school guy friend Alex, who is coming home from his mission finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am making my blog private.  I think, anyway.  It wouldn't hurt to email/facebook me to let me know you want to be on the list of exclusive people who can read this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo....that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back.  I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7182568400513697073?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7182568400513697073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7182568400513697073&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7182568400513697073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7182568400513697073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official:'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3437484294230829169</id><published>2009-05-09T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:10:01.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Livin' la vida CRAZY</title><content type='html'>Okay everyone.  I'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer has spyware.  I have my suspicions, namely A) a jealous roommate who wanted to spend more time with me and *accidentally* downloaded spyware to make my computer run at the speed of turtle or 2) Actual proof that internet gossip websites are bad for you.  And I trusted E!, but no more.  The spyware happened, and then The Corporation (my trusty internet source for all of last semester) decided to be password protected so I don't even have the internet if I want to brave the slow computer.  And I work full time and hang out with Josh full time so there really just isn't time for me to blog/read blogs.  Please forgive me.  I will now give you a full update on me and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have my wedding dress!  It has the new sleeves on it, and it is absolutely gorgeous.  I honestly can't WAIT to wear it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I work full time at APX.  I kind of thought this job was going to be horrible, but it's really turned out to be enjoyable.  I like the people I work with, and it's kind of nice to have a mindless job.  I like that I'm allowed to listen to my ipod all day if I want to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can officially run one mile in 10 minutes, and 3 miles in 40.  And the impressive part (to me, anyway) is I couldn't run a whole mile 3 months ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made a whole chicken for Joshua. It's something I've been promising him for the last 6 months.  See picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dusted off ol' Bliz and started riding her again.  Joshua and I now go on loving bike rides once a week.  It might be my favorite thing about sunny weather.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, Josh rides the bike around town on the days (most days) I have the car at work.   He's such a good bike rider. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Engagement pictures happen next weekend! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I passed all my classes last semester!  Normally this wouldn't be a big deal because who hasn't passed all their classes in college, but given the fact I completely stopped going to O-chem the last two months of the semester, I consider this a huge accomplishment. And FYI to the children, don't ever be like me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all for now.  My life consists of work, music, and play.  I am a little bit addicted to jalapeño cheetos, and a lot in love with Joshua.  I am loving summer in Provo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2826_659636595989_17826146_37512941_628164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 262px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2826_659636595989_17826146_37512941_628164_n.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/27597110-3437484294230829169?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3437484294230829169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3437484294230829169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3437484294230829169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3437484294230829169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/05/livin-la-vida-crazy.html' title='Livin&apos; la vida CRAZY'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7404044198217756294</id><published>2009-05-08T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:46:23.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh man</title><content type='html'>Okay guys, this is my first time using the internet in three days.  My computer has a virus, and the internet I've been thieving at home is now password protected. If you're interested in talking to me, do the text/phone call thing.  Loooves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7404044198217756294?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7404044198217756294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7404044198217756294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7404044198217756294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7404044198217756294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-man.html' title='Oh man'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1402658802135458668</id><published>2009-04-23T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:18:07.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Just one little request</title><content type='html'>Dear Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please watch Chuck.   It's a super great show, and I will lend you the first season if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zachary-levi.com/photogallery/albums/userpics/10001/Chuck_S1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 453px;" src="http://zachary-levi.com/photogallery/albums/userpics/10001/Chuck_S1.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/27597110-1402658802135458668?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1402658802135458668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1402658802135458668&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1402658802135458668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1402658802135458668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-one-little-request.html' title='Just one little request'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5010400969288165832</id><published>2009-03-20T17:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:08:13.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>My heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY HASN'T THE WORLD FIGURED OUT THAT LIAM NEESON AND RALPH FIENNES ARE THE SAME PERSON?!?!?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/ScQ93RflDhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LefqatkKf44/s1600-h/ralphandliam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/ScQ93RflDhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LefqatkKf44/s320/ralphandliam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315441480001981970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOU TRY AND FIGURE OUT WHO IS WHO.&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/27597110-5010400969288165832?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5010400969288165832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5010400969288165832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5010400969288165832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5010400969288165832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heroes_20.html' title='My heroes'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/ScQ93RflDhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/LefqatkKf44/s72-c/ralphandliam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6576061296515201344</id><published>2009-03-18T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:13:47.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><title type='text'>Parking</title><content type='html'>Ok guys, it's been a while.  I figured though, since I'm studying all hard in the SWKT, I should probably ruin that by blogging and twittering my way through my last 3 hours of studying until the TC closes. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something rude today.  Well, kind of rude.  You be the one to let me know.  I suppose you could say I "stole" someone's parking spot, as much as any spot in a BYU Y Lot belongs to any person.  I was cutting it pretty close to getting to class on time, and I was driving around the various parking lots looking for a spot.  As soon as I left one lot I noticed someone was walking INTO the lot looking for their car, so I drove around the block to re-enter the parking lot.  I did the most &lt;strike&gt;embarrassing&lt;/strike&gt; logical thing to be done in the situation; I drove behind the walker to his car.  Right as he was walking to his car, some guy in a white car at the end of the row talked to him, then &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;ped said, "I don't know, I think she's been following me." (ohmygosh embarrassing) When Ped got in his car and this guy in the white car turned on his blinker as if to say, "Oh this is my spot" where I already had my blinker on from stalking the guy!  Now, this is where it gets embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ped pulled out of his spot conveniently so I could pull in before the tool in the white car could.  The white car jerked forward when he saw I was going to pull into the spot, but I got there before he could clear Ped's car.  Then he honked his horn really loud started yelling stuff like, "SERIOUSLY! YOU'RE GONNA DO THAT?!" and I rolled up the windows and turned off the car.  I shouldn't have talked to him, but I said something along the lines of, "Sorry, I followed him, I got the spot" and said something about having "rights" because he sat there waiting for a spot.  Then he yelled and honked while I walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you come in.  I walked away feeling okay about my decision (because he was such a jerk about it), then I kind of wish I had gone back just to move the car.  He &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; wait for a spot and I think I would feel the same if I were in his position.  I just think it was luck though that brought my Ped to where he was waiting.   So what do you think?  Should he have "won" the spot?  Was I vindicated in taking the spot because he was a honking moron?  Should I not have written this blog at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours for discussion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6576061296515201344?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6576061296515201344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6576061296515201344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6576061296515201344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6576061296515201344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/03/parking.html' title='Parking'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7483283830920312145</id><published>2009-03-06T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:09:37.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I know this labels me, but</title><content type='html'>WHY ARE ALL TV SHOWS EVERYWHERE ON RE-RUNS?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM REALLY DISTRESSED, HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And p.s. I don't even like Rihanna, but I am petitioning her abuser.  He doesn't deserve fame for being a jerk.  Not even gonna post his name that's how much I dislike the man.  If you really want to know the story, CNN it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the weekend! 167 days until Joshua is my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7483283830920312145?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7483283830920312145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7483283830920312145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7483283830920312145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7483283830920312145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-this-labels-me-but.html' title='I know this labels me, but'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6160914982159248596</id><published>2009-02-22T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:59:30.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Oh hey</title><content type='html'>I am getting married in less than 6 months, officially.  Right now I am making a wedding notebook/collage.  I have a wonderful fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SaHmycc-R6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zBNlyA2Ij5k/s1600-h/IMG_7570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SaHmycc-R6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zBNlyA2Ij5k/s320/IMG_7570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305775590324717474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bet you're jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6160914982159248596?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6160914982159248596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6160914982159248596&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6160914982159248596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6160914982159248596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-hey.html' title='Oh hey'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SaHmycc-R6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zBNlyA2Ij5k/s72-c/IMG_7570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-8910954059328407513</id><published>2009-01-30T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:30:00.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Ramble, ramble, ramble.</title><content type='html'>I think it's time I reinstate &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/search/label/Thursday"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-day-of-week.html"&gt;favorite day status&lt;/a&gt;. Because seriously, Thursday is a great day.  I went to my internet publishing class and learned some crazy new techniques for building websites, built my website for a couple hours, and had an awesome night.  Rachel made dinner for Joshua and me (part of our new dinner club) and we played wii for forever.  On Thursday's I have a 5 hour break between classes.  It's perfect for studying and not studying alike.  It's just the best day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure why today I'm all Thursdaying, because today is a pretty dang fantastic day.  I had class this morning at 9 and went to the T-zone to get spoons so Joshua and I could eat our yogurt, and I left with a doughnut (what! how did that get there?*) and two spoons in my hand.  I forgot how much I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; BYU doughnuts. I love them SO. MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I ate my doughnut on the way to meet Josh, climbed 2 flights of stairs (to cancel out the doughnut) and met my fiance for a healthy yogurt/banana/apple/honey nut cheerios breakfast.  We ate and talked, studied our O-chem stuff, then went to the mac lab to work on my website.  My new website habit isn't Josh's favorite because it involves working on Mac's which disagree with his real school work.  I, however, am learning very practical skills working on a Mac because someday Mac and Google are going to take control of the world.  So learning how to build websites with only Mac programs even though I don't have a Mac is totally the smartest thing I can do with my time, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my chem recessitation (recitation, but i like recessitation better) was wonderful because a) The homework set isn't due &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt;, b) I got 10 points for being there and c) I met my female soulmate and we talked weddings the whole time.  I love weddings. And that's all I'm going to write and talk about for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy pseudo Thursday to everyone, HAGW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all you pessimists, I did NOT steal the doughnut.  I totally paid for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-8910954059328407513?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/8910954059328407513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=8910954059328407513&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8910954059328407513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8910954059328407513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/01/ramble-ramble-ramble.html' title='Ramble, ramble, ramble.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5238745431992658962</id><published>2009-01-26T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:54:33.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Oh why?  Google!</title><content type='html'>I feel so let down.  For the second time in two days I realized that google reader isn't giving me updates on two very important blogs.  Now I'm beginning to wonder what other things I'm missing out on!  And how did this happen?  Google is my life.  This is google project number 3 to fail and I'm not sure how I feel about it.  Sure, I'm not in a crazy enough mood to switch to yahoo or aol, but times like these make a girl think.  First google text making me be all specific, then google chrome not being friendly with facebook and NOW google reader not letting me know when Amber and Emma write new blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5238745431992658962?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5238745431992658962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5238745431992658962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5238745431992658962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5238745431992658962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-why-google.html' title='Oh why?  Google!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6000426436868998807</id><published>2009-01-22T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:29:42.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Twoing my own horn</title><content type='html'>This day has been full of  crazy amounts of 2.  Things have been coming in doubles all day, and it's only 2.  IT'S ONLY 2!  That right there is magic.  And without further ado, my list of two.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed 2 hours of class this morning.  Joshua and I went to the gym for the second day in a row, and I heard 1, 2, 3, 4 by PWT for the 2nd time.  I went to Kohl's and bought 2 pair of shoes and 2 new towels.   I have two coke rewards to enter online.  Per the directions on my cleaner, I cleaned the kitchen counters twice (once with cleaner, once with water), and I cleaned the kitchen for the second time since I moved in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I'll get to some real stuff.  This week is so wonderful because we had no school on Monday.  I LOVE that moment on Sunday nights when I realize there is NO SCHOOL (or no work) the next day.  Oh my gosh, it's such a nice feeling.  To take full advantage of our school free Monday, Josh and I went and registered at our (...or my) favorite home furnishing store.  I know some think it's crazy for us to register this early, but I think it's crazy NOT to register this early when we have the time to do so.  It started us thinking about how we want to decorate and about all sorts of stuff we never considered.  And we also realized we're going to be MARRIED and living in the SAME HOUSE(apartment).  AH.  The only real downside to the registering drama is that now it's hard for me to stop thinking about all the places it'd be nice to register.  Now I must change the subject before I get sidetracked and look at my registry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of this story is that today should be Tuesday (twosday...), I like parenthesis, and engaged life is great!  Much love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6000426436868998807?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6000426436868998807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6000426436868998807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6000426436868998807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6000426436868998807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/01/twoing-my-own-horn.html' title='Twoing my own horn'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3739395363181698396</id><published>2009-01-15T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:08:50.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Blogging Attempt #1</title><content type='html'>Alright, it's time to update.  I've put off this day as long as possible because a) That engagement was really important and b) I'm not going to be able to write anything as interesting or cute.  Instead it's just me all by my lonesome.  Hopefully Joshua will write for me again sometime soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear World,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 has been pretty good to me so far.  Joshua and I got engaged, I moved to a new apartment, and started school again.  I have a gorgeous ring on my finger while I'm typing.  I'm trying not to brag, sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately,  I am also trying to think of something to blog about.  This is way harder than I remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh so here's a picture, and I'll attempt to write something worth reading at a later date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SW-lXKI4nsI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ElA-xKMrpl0/s320/Twilight.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291629904460816066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(I just want you to know it was extremely difficult to have open eyes for this picture.  Somehow the sun was only shining directly into mine and Joshua's eyes. )&lt;/span&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/27597110-3739395363181698396?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3739395363181698396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3739395363181698396&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3739395363181698396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3739395363181698396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-let-me-fall.html' title='Blogging Attempt #1'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SW-lXKI4nsI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ElA-xKMrpl0/s72-c/Twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2476622575839373760</id><published>2009-01-06T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:39:43.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>THE ENGAGEMENT STORY!</title><content type='html'>(Sorry about the length of the post, you can read the whole thing if you want… you only get engaged once people)   &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Just kidding, we’re not sorry about it&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Enjoy&lt;/i&gt;!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;I am pretty sure that this will be the first and only time that someone other than Kendall has written on her Blog… Since getting engaged is a momentous occasion we are writing a duel blog. My comments (josh’s) will be in the regular font and Kendall’s will be in italics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2nTSU-mFWGs"&gt;Just enjoy the show.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQpbQXT-DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RgsH3F9k6Hg/s1600-h/blog+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQpBcT_7TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lx_IwwsNR40/s320/blog+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288396967196486962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQuC80DcLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PxhAA3CKYYk/s1600-h/blog+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQuC80DcLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PxhAA3CKYYk/s200/blog+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288402490658877618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQpbQXT-DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RgsH3F9k6Hg/s1600-h/blog+4.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQpbQXT-DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RgsH3F9k6Hg/s200/blog+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288397410665756722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Kendall came to visit my family on Saturday the 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, we spent Saturday shopping in Seattle and playing board games. Sunday my mom made a lovely dinner before Kendall and I got on the train to go back to Portland.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cleverly hid a duffle bag, filled with three dozen individual roses, in the train car behind us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had the ring in the pocket of my jacket and sat down next to Kendall ready for an awkward train ride…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent2"&gt;I didn’t really notice anything different about the way Joshua was acting for the first hour of the train ride.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could tell he was worried about something before we left, but didn’t think anything of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Until later, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I tried to act as normal as possible and thought that I was doing a pretty good job of hiding any feelings of discomfort I was having.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was particularly grateful for the onboard movie that allowed me to concentrate on something other than sitting still.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent2"&gt;About an hour into the train ride I started noticing some things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first thing was how Josh’s hand left his right jacket pocket about twice in that hour.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Second, he was getting visibly agitated and seemed pretty incapable of paying attention to something for too long.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The real give away was his body temperature.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was getting warmer by the minute, and wouldn’t trade me spots or take off his jacket despite my 20 minutes of cajoling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Finally after we had left the train station in Kelso Washington I decided that the time was right to make my move.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told Kendall that I was going to use the restroom and take off my jacket (&lt;i&gt;because of his obvious near heat stroke) &lt;/i&gt;and put it with my bag in the car behind ours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I grabbed my stored duffle bag and explained to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the woman sitting in the first row of the car behind us m plan, and asked her to hand Kendall a single red rose with a note attached to it in “5 long minutes.” I then made my way down the aisle and passed out the flowers through the seven cars I had to travel through to get to the back of the train.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I reached the end of the last car I dropped the duffle bag to my side and waited for my beautiful girlfriend to make her way towards me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent2"&gt;Approximately 100 hours (20 minutes) after Joshy left, a girl walked through the train door into our car, looked at me, and asked if I was Kendall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I said I was, and she handed me a single red rose with a note attached.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I opened the letter and it read something along the lines of “Merry Christmas, I love you, I have your Christmas present for you if you want to come get it!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m at the back of the train, please come find me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bring the rose.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I stood up (quite happily) and proceeded to walk through the car door to the back of the train, mildly embarrassed about all the cars I was going to have to walk through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The minute I stepped into the next car, people started handing me roses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nearly all the passengers in aisle seats handed me roses, many people saying, “Congratulations” “Good luck!” and even some, “yaaay!”’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It felt like it took about 3 minutes per car, but I’m sure it was only 30 to 40 seconds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I walked through 7 cars worth of passengers, and each car had around 50 people in it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the end of the train I had 3 dozen roses; I could barely hold all of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I walked through the last glass door into a small compartment at the back of the train where my Joshua waited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We hugged, and talked a little bit, then he gave me a small box wrapped in a Subway wrapper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was my Christmas present!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I unwrapped it, and Joshua said all sorts of lovely romantic things, my heart melted a little bit, and he got down on one knee, and asked if I would marry him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was honestly the most beautiful/romantic/happiest moment of my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of course, I said yes and Joshua put &lt;a href="http://thejoshuasignal.blogspot.com/2009/01/engaged.html"&gt;the ring&lt;/a&gt; on my finger (it looked dang good in those train lights).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We hugged and kissed and talked for couple more minutes, then started the walk back to our own car.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As soon as the other passengers noticed we were walking through we got a round of applause and a couple congratulations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This continued through the remaining 6 trains of cars, all cars applauding and congratulating us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQrJcf_d6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/gHUVA761tqU/s1600-h/blog+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQrJcf_d6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/gHUVA761tqU/s200/blog+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288399303708997538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;It was hilarious to watch as we hugged in the back of the train the amount of people who were leaning out into the aisle taking pictures on their cell phones and making “oh my gosh” faces.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we finally got the courage to walk back to our car we held hands and made our way along the train.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every train that we went through people clapped, stood, and said congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;Perhaps the highlight of the entire experience (other than the woman of my dreams agreeing to be with me forever) was when we went through the snack car and the man behind the counter asked if I would like to make an announcement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got on the intercom system and said something along the lines of, “Hey everyone, thanks to all of you who held flowers, just wanted to let you know SHE SAID YES!” I swear on my life, the entire train cheered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent2"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQrJhDVEvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/c6gSRVzq_RY/s1600-h/blog+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQrJhDVEvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/c6gSRVzq_RY/s200/blog+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288399304930956018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;We are so excited to be engaged, and can’t wait to start a long and happy life together.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;It’s taken a long time to get here, but every second of the way has been worth it, and we wouldn’t do it any other way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks for reading, we love you all!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2476622575839373760?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2476622575839373760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2476622575839373760&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2476622575839373760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2476622575839373760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/01/engagement-story.html' title='THE ENGAGEMENT STORY!'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02972265126936753433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/R8G41zLI8ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0TmPziQar2g/S220/cakeblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yGNOkR8F-I/SWQpBcT_7TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lx_IwwsNR40/s72-c/blog+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1359761970564136844</id><published>2009-01-02T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:27:30.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise, surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We're engaged!  More to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SV5OgQ-EAXI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pYKGeKIoGu0/s1600-h/IMG_6003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SV5OgQ-EAXI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pYKGeKIoGu0/s320/IMG_6003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&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/27597110-1359761970564136844?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1359761970564136844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1359761970564136844&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1359761970564136844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1359761970564136844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2009/01/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise, surprise!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SV5OgQ-EAXI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pYKGeKIoGu0/s72-c/IMG_6003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2314627070119442125</id><published>2008-12-26T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:26:13.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nettie'/><title type='text'>Mother Nature: 2, Kendall: 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright world, I just want you to know why I haven't left the house but once in 7 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYii5WWRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Xgv-0g2EZ20/s1600-h/IMG_5893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYii5WWRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Xgv-0g2EZ20/s320/IMG_5893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284227088295287058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYii5WWRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Xgv-0g2EZ20/s1600-h/IMG_5893.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYiDI8HxI/AAAAAAAAAt0/TV_35w_XmBE/s1600-h/IMG_5885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYiDI8HxI/AAAAAAAAAt0/TV_35w_XmBE/s320/IMG_5885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284227079770742546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYhuZKhUI/AAAAAAAAAts/CDKLvUqyakk/s320/IMG_5867.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284227074201650498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one time of leaving the house consisted of four girls and one dad trying to push the volvo up a snow covered mountain (hill).  Thank you to the postman and that guy I knew from high school for stopping to help us.  Without your masculinity and strength we might be sleeping in a car on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm off to Seattle tomorrow!  I can't wait. Happy Holidays!  I love you all.&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/27597110-2314627070119442125?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2314627070119442125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2314627070119442125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2314627070119442125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2314627070119442125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/12/mother-nature-2-kendall-0.html' title='Mother Nature: 2, Kendall: 0'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SVVYii5WWRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Xgv-0g2EZ20/s72-c/IMG_5893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2340401536077488982</id><published>2008-12-16T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:34:26.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It snowed a lot.</title><content type='html'>Two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favorite Christmas song this season is "The Christmas Song" by The Ravonettes.  It is SO GOOD.  Just mix one part Weezer with one part Christmas and one part fantastic music and you get this song.  For the record, "All That I Want" by the Weepies was my favorite Christmas song last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rachel introduced me to the &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/"&gt;fug world&lt;/a&gt;, and I would like to introduce you to my favorite girl crush gone &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/go_fug_yourself/cat_1201/"&gt;fug&lt;/a&gt;. If you have a couple hours to waste, please peruse this website.  I haven't stopped laughing in the last 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas to everyone.  Good luck to Joshua on his finals.  I can't wait for break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2340401536077488982?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2340401536077488982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2340401536077488982&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2340401536077488982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2340401536077488982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-snowed-lot.html' title='It snowed a lot.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1081217540249682155</id><published>2008-12-15T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:34:47.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>That's the spirit!</title><content type='html'>I think it's time to inform the world that I am obsessed with Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to Christmas music pretty much non-stop since Thanksgiving day.&lt;br /&gt;I did all my Christmas shopping and wrapping on Black Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I went to the Salt Lake temple lights and I didn't even hate the cold because I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Elf on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Wood's house makes me happy beyond belief because it is so Christmasy.&lt;br /&gt;I bought 3 Christmas cd's.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely cannot WAIT to be home for the holidays and I wish December was 3 months long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better now.  Have a happy holiday season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.the-reel-mccoy.com/movies/2003/images/Elf_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 274px;" src="http://www.the-reel-mccoy.com/movies/2003/images/Elf_poster.jpg" alt="" 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/27597110-1081217540249682155?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1081217540249682155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1081217540249682155&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1081217540249682155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1081217540249682155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-spirit.html' title='That&apos;s the spirit!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1861679041623716159</id><published>2008-12-04T03:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:23:56.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>Oh snap!</title><content type='html'>I'm cursing myself right now (with a spell, not the other kind of cursing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consciously didn't bring my camera with me and I am really regretting it.  I'm at JFK right now waiting to get on my plane to Boston in the next 45 minutes.  I've been here for an hour so far, and I'm not so sure I want to leave.   The JFK airport is a mall.  With airplanes.  It's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 10 minutes of walking around I walked by a Borders, Lacoste, Brighton, a very large (and not open because it's 5am) sushi restaurant, and various other clothing stores. I have free wifi (get on the train SLC) and I'm charging my ipod so I can watch Chuck without it dying. There are small booths selling airplane pillows, scarves, and even winter coats.  This place is crazy, and that's not even counting the giant food court.    Want to know my favorite part of the whole experience?&lt;br /&gt;CALORIES.  Calories are listed EVERYWHERE.  Calories, nutrition, and there is no trans fat because it's ILLEGAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dream come true.  Too bad everything I want to buy is 5+ dollars, and I am saving my various 5+ dollars for clothing.  I would've liked to eat a bag of baked Fuji apple cinnamon chips, or a snack pack of grapes, crackers, cheese, and pineapple.  I might have even bought a yogurt parfait or california roll if it weren't so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story?  I &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2007/11/officially-post-number-201.html"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; New York. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1861679041623716159?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1861679041623716159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1861679041623716159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1861679041623716159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1861679041623716159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-snap.html' title='Oh snap!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2193624210298812206</id><published>2008-11-27T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:06:52.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momness'/><title type='text'>Motherhood has been very good to me.</title><content type='html'>As you may remember, I'm &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/04/starting-now.html"&gt;somewhat&lt;/a&gt; of an &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-sick.html"&gt;amazing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-holilday-season.html"&gt;mom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have never really had what you might call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; experience being a mom.  This weekend changed everything. I got to babysit Adrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaina's out of town on a cruise, busy ruining Thanksgiving. Kurt had Adrie most of the time, but I got to play mom to her on Monday and Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VBw2FrI/AAAAAAAAAss/Sh38srBpaGk/s1600-h/Mom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VBw2FrI/AAAAAAAAAss/Sh38srBpaGk/s200/Mom3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273424154320049842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VMu7ROI/AAAAAAAAAsk/rCY6g5xi6Qk/s1600-h/Mom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VMu7ROI/AAAAAAAAAsk/rCY6g5xi6Qk/s200/Mom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273424157264790754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73UzUV-8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/tCamK05oMNY/s1600-h/Mom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73UzUV-8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/tCamK05oMNY/s200/Mom1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273424150442408898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VgdMVnI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cjw2g3G4LMs/s1600-h/Dad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VgdMVnI/AAAAAAAAAs8/cjw2g3G4LMs/s200/Dad2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273424162559121010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS9Ppqj1OQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/MGgRSaQxW6Y/s1600-h/Dad3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS9Ppqj1OQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/MGgRSaQxW6Y/s200/Dad3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273521265891948802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua and I took her to the park on Monday night.  He is such a good pretend dad.  And is that not the cutest picture in the whole world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VY28MFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/nNiaDEUnMJA/s1600-h/Dad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VY28MFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/nNiaDEUnMJA/s200/Dad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273424160519630930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part was on the walk home.  Adrie heard a car coming and started freaking out.  It was the kind of not real freaking out, like doing what adults do when a car comes to show a child how they're supposed to react.  She kept saying, "A car is coming! Oh no! Aaaaah!" and backing up.  Two pictures to demonstrate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS9PqCHe_LI/AAAAAAAAAtc/h9XwkiW788s/s1600-h/Daughter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS9PqCHe_LI/AAAAAAAAAtc/h9XwkiW788s/s200/Daughter2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273521272215502002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS9PqYJx82I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kiEL0rQSQns/s1600-h/Daughter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS9PqYJx82I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kiEL0rQSQns/s200/Daughter3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273521278130713442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far my favorite part of the weekend was yesterday morning.  I was in the bathroom with Adrie and she was saying something I couldn't understand.  I kept saying, "What? What?" and she kept repeating until she finally pu her hand out and  said, "Trust me?"&lt;br /&gt;I almost died, then asked, "What, Adrie?"&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Dy trust me?" again with the hand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ynoti.com/images/trust.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave her my hand and she led me out of my (the guest) bathroom, into Alaina's bathroom.  I don't even remember why she led me there, I just thought it was so cute that she actually used the line from Aladdin.  Thank you, Adrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!  Gabbe and I made yams to celebrate.&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/27597110-2193624210298812206?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2193624210298812206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2193624210298812206&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2193624210298812206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2193624210298812206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/motherhood-has-been-very-good-to-me.html' title='Motherhood has been very good to me.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SS73VBw2FrI/AAAAAAAAAss/Sh38srBpaGk/s72-c/Mom3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6094754277424044497</id><published>2008-11-19T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:50:20.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Oh fine, all five.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Five things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting ready for bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pining over Tony Birshini.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to the Spice Girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing platforms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3-way calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Five things on my to do list today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look for housing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet Bonnie. (see Emma and Adam)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch all the internet TV I'm behind on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Review some applications.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call Mallory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Five of my favorite snacks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goldfish and Diet Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edamame. It's just so good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milky Way Midnights (the mini ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soda. Any kind of soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five jobs I have had&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subway!  It changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;File-room clerk at LeaseDimensions. (first real job)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Legal secretary.  (I made bank)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reception, every kind of receptionist job.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babysitter/nanny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Five Things I would do with a million dollars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm with Alaina on this one, buy clothes.  Lots of clothes.  Shopping spree on 5th avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy myself a car, brand new. Get Wallace some snow tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take Joshua to Boston and New York, and we'd stay for at least two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay back M&amp;amp;D for all the school/clothes/car/giving birth to me stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Five things that made me laugh this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adrie makes me laugh pretty much every day, especially her laying on a giant blanket yesterday with her shirt pulled up, eating pickles, and watching the Lion King.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joshua. Every day, about a hundred times a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The worst server in the world at Sammy's who somehow still has a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jennifer Cady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday when my boss said he...appreciates me.  Then said he was about to say he loves me, but it probably wasn't appropriate.  His wife was sitting with him, I promise it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five people I tag to answer these same questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mallory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joshua&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amanda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abbey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6094754277424044497?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6094754277424044497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6094754277424044497&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6094754277424044497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6094754277424044497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-fine-all-five.html' title='Oh fine, all five.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5739725003293903363</id><published>2008-11-13T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:13:07.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>ENTER STAGE LEFT: Twenty</title><content type='html'>I gotta post this stuff before the 1 month rule (that I just made up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any event cannot be blogged about one month after it has passed. I have 14 days, I'm just ahead of myself! I'm learning how to get my procrastination under control. If you don't think I have a problem with procrastination, just read any of my &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/search/label/School"&gt;school blogs&lt;/a&gt;.  You will learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on with the main event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWX_CwM9I/AAAAAAAAArc/x3Z5U36Kh7o/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWX_CwM9I/AAAAAAAAArc/x3Z5U36Kh7o/s320/photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180634176598994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWYPN8QvI/AAAAAAAAArk/6ZzA5e8dyZA/s1600-h/photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWYPN8QvI/AAAAAAAAArk/6ZzA5e8dyZA/s320/photo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180638518493938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWYnz-4AI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YJX2mh2Ga4o/s1600-h/photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWYnz-4AI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YJX2mh2Ga4o/s320/photo+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180645120499714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxchsEXZ-I/AAAAAAAAAsM/HOYeUm6XyV4/s1600-h/photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxchsEXZ-I/AAAAAAAAAsM/HOYeUm6XyV4/s320/photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268187397951547362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWYF54izI/AAAAAAAAArs/KfZeM7DuWsY/s1600-h/photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWYF54izI/AAAAAAAAArs/KfZeM7DuWsY/s320/photo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180636018445106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxchV0fRFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ueu2BN-gx4Q/s1600-h/photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxchV0fRFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ueu2BN-gx4Q/s320/photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268187391979373650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxchdmV-aI/AAAAAAAAAr8/HqS3M6P9LDs/s1600-h/photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxchdmV-aI/AAAAAAAAAr8/HqS3M6P9LDs/s320/photo+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268187394067528098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWX-iEMVI/AAAAAAAAArU/U-t0XTBaN9o/s1600-h/photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWX-iEMVI/AAAAAAAAArU/U-t0XTBaN9o/s320/photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180634039497042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you can't tell, my party (and LeeAnne's party, too) was a Roaring Twenties theme.  What it lacked in decorations, we made up for in classiness.  Alaina was the official photographer, and Gabbe was my stylist.  She's a little bit camera shy.  LeeAnne was my own personal Sam Ronson (yes I just said that) and DJed for the night.  I think everyone had a good time.  I know I definitely did.  Joshua was the perfect boyfriend and ran errands for me when I was going crazy with the party planning and the episode of the stolen soda.  Thank you Joshy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a big thanks to all you folks, now have a good one.&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/27597110-5739725003293903363?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5739725003293903363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5739725003293903363&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5739725003293903363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5739725003293903363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday.html' title='ENTER STAGE LEFT: Twenty'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SRxWX_CwM9I/AAAAAAAAArc/x3Z5U36Kh7o/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3930596490943301325</id><published>2008-11-13T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:20:15.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Playlist of November</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I posted a playlist.  I got the new Stars CD (thank you, Joshua) and I'm in love with it.  I've also been listening to some Belle&amp;amp;Sebastian and loving it.  So, really, I should thank Becki for my playlist of the month. Without you, Becki, my musical tastes would not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and thanks to Evan and Greg, too.  They gave me a lot of music, but they're on missions so they don't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playlist of the Month:&lt;br /&gt;1. Midnight Coward&lt;br /&gt;2. * In Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;3. In Our Bedroom After the War&lt;br /&gt;4. If You're Feeling Sinister (B&amp;amp;S)&lt;br /&gt;5. Today Will be Better I Swear&lt;br /&gt;6. Take Me to the Riot&lt;br /&gt;7. My Favourite Book&lt;br /&gt;8. Window Bird&lt;br /&gt;9. Life 2: The Unhappy Ending&lt;br /&gt;10. This Charming Man (Stars version)&lt;br /&gt;11. Romantic Comedy&lt;br /&gt;12. The Vanishing&lt;br /&gt;13. Life Effect&lt;br /&gt;14. The Big Fight&lt;br /&gt;15. Time Can Never Kill the True Heart&lt;br /&gt;16.Dear Catastrophe Waitress (B&amp;amp;S)&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm a Cuckoo (B&amp;amp;S)&lt;br /&gt;18. For the Price of a Cup of Tea (B&amp;amp;S)&lt;br /&gt;19. White Collar Boy (B&amp;amp;S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, Adrie loves me.  I forgot to blog about that, but she did tell me she loves me.  Just a little, "I love you, tendall."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-3930596490943301325?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3930596490943301325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3930596490943301325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3930596490943301325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3930596490943301325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/playlist-of-november.html' title='Playlist of November'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-8903434358773642915</id><published>2008-11-12T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:58:35.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>A list, for old times' sake.</title><content type='html'>I haven't really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; blogged in awhile.  It's been mostly celebrity stuff.  I don't mean to give the impression that I'm obsessive or worldly or anything, so I'm gonna cut back.  Officially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This morning I'm drinking vanilla coke zero.  It's sooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today is my dad's birthday.  Happy Birthday, Dad!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought my own little personal heater for my desk at work.  Best purchase EVER.  It keeps my feet warm allllllll day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last week Joshua and I celebrated Halloween Calvert style at Jacob and Abbey's.  It was such a nice break, Abbey threw an amazing Halloween themed party (with delicious food included), and it was really good to see all the family we'd been missing.  Emma and Spencer even came.  SO. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new school plan is this: Dietetics (food science as my backup) for major, and editing for minor.  I also might do another minor, maybe in family life.  It all depends on how much school I want to do, and how much Josh wants to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm having a dinner party tonight.  It brings me joy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to Boston (to see NATALIE!!) IN 22 days! AH!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't sign up for one class I really NEED, and two classes I really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;.  It's kind of sad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Today I'm having a dinner party, and going to Costco with Joshua.  This day is pretty good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-8903434358773642915?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/8903434358773642915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=8903434358773642915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8903434358773642915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8903434358773642915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/list-for-old-times-sake.html' title='A list, for old times&apos; sake.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7057490940036823196</id><published>2008-11-12T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:15:39.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Twilight Fever</title><content type='html'>I find it kind of weird that the whole world is having Twilight fever.  I thought only Mormons and goths read it, but apparently, the world (or just hollywood) is waiting in anticipation.  Robert Pattison is EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little &lt;a href="&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eonline.com/photos/gallery.jsp?galleryUUID=c15d44f9-0162-4285-8968-6404fe439208"&gt;photo gallery&lt;/a&gt; for your viewing pleasure.  That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7057490940036823196?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7057490940036823196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7057490940036823196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7057490940036823196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7057490940036823196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-fever.html' title='Twilight Fever'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-207878489266779741</id><published>2008-11-06T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:13:31.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Keeping things interesting</title><content type='html'>Here's a Twilight blog.  And a &lt;a href="http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebrity-celebrity-aahh.html"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/index.jsp?author=jennifer%20cady"&gt;Cady&lt;/a&gt; blog.  My favorite blogger + my favorite love book = amazing.  Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b67119_are_you_ready_more_twilight.html"&gt; Are You Ready for More Twilight?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-207878489266779741?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/207878489266779741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=207878489266779741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/207878489266779741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/207878489266779741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/keeping-things-interesting.html' title='Keeping things interesting'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3099212368034980680</id><published>2008-11-05T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:44:56.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter'/><title type='text'>Letter to the Editor</title><content type='html'>Dear Utahns,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it was me.  I started the snow with loving Autumn.  It was too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With deepest regrets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendall Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-3099212368034980680?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3099212368034980680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3099212368034980680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3099212368034980680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3099212368034980680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-utahns.html' title='Letter to the Editor'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1317875433760888058</id><published>2008-11-04T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:13:39.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nettie'/><title type='text'>Confession number 30</title><content type='html'>Autumn is my favorite season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with the outside right now.  I wish more than anything that I could be celebrating autumn on the East coast.  The leaves are gorgeous, the weather is rainy and WONDERFUL, and it's not snowing.  The weather is cold enough to wear sweaters (my favorite) but not so cold to curse winter and wearing a parka inside buildings.  This is quite possibly the prettiest I have ever seen Utah.  I luuuurve autumn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1317875433760888058?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1317875433760888058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1317875433760888058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1317875433760888058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1317875433760888058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/11/confession-number-30.html' title='Confession number 30'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4305580606467655069</id><published>2008-10-31T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:01:54.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird stuff'/><title type='text'>Honestly,</title><content type='html'>Am I super geeky for loving this?  I read the WHOLE ARTICLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/10/30/israel.ancient.text/index.html?eref=rss_topstories"&gt; Archaeologist finds 3,000 year old text&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my family made fun of me because I read whole news articles.  I remember being informed that there isn't anything in the rest of the article that isn't in the first paragraph.  Sorry guys, I like reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I didn't get made fun of.  Mostly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4305580606467655069?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4305580606467655069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4305580606467655069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4305580606467655069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4305580606467655069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/10/honestly.html' title='Honestly,'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5885828820913643574</id><published>2008-10-21T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:59:58.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>Celebrity, Celebrity, aahh</title><content type='html'>I about died from laughing so hard while I was reading this article.  If you don't know who Raven Simone is, or you don't care about anything having to do with celebrities, please disregard this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dlisted.com/node/28861"&gt;LEAVE RAVEN'S EYEBROWS ALONE!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since I'm such a &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b64826_rise_shine_britney_spears_will_spend.html"&gt;celebrity&lt;/a&gt; media &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b64253_afternoon_fix_now_something_completely.html"&gt;crazy&lt;/a&gt;, I really like anything that &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/index.jsp?author=jennifer%20cady"&gt;Jennifer Cady&lt;/a&gt; writes about on E! Online.  It's what I like to think I would be like if I blogged about&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b63662_rise_shine_it_game_on_jen_aniston_john.html"&gt; celebrity lives&lt;/a&gt; for a living. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(whoa, &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b63206_robert_pattinson_where_are_you.html"&gt;that was a lot of likes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know you probably won't &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b63441_high_school_musical_cast_its_sad_be.html"&gt;appreciate it&lt;/a&gt;, but us worldly folk don't get &lt;a href="http://www.dlisted.com/node/28687"&gt;too offended&lt;/a&gt; by unappreciative fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And if you want to be, you're invited to mine and LeeAnne's birthday party on Friday night.  It's Roaring Twenties themed, you must dress up, and it's in Pleasant Grove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun linking all those words to articles.  I think I might get fired from laughing too much at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5885828820913643574?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5885828820913643574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5885828820913643574&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5885828820913643574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5885828820913643574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebrity-celebrity-aahh.html' title='Celebrity, Celebrity, aahh'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4513472855897586741</id><published>2008-10-19T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:31:32.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>It's just so good.</title><content type='html'>This makes me so happy.  I love Tina Fey, 30 Rock, and Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48fc0965a50c08a8/48fb2b88b4529440/b972dc7/-cpid/ebd058c0d763da8c/clipID/773761/video_title/Saturday+Night+Live+-+Gov.+Palin+Cold+Open?storeInPid=true" id="W4727a250e66f972348fc0965a50c08a8" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48fc0965a50c08a8/48fb2b88b4529440/b972dc7/-cpid/ebd058c0d763da8c/clipID/773761/video_title/Saturday+Night+Live+-+Gov.+Palin+Cold+Open?storeInPid=true" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4513472855897586741?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4513472855897586741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4513472855897586741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4513472855897586741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4513472855897586741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-just-so-good.html' title='It&apos;s just so good.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5170371061561291015</id><published>2008-10-13T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:59:10.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English not so good.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Correct me if I'm mistaken...</title><content type='html'>This is a real business letter I received at work the other day.  I swear I had to re-read it at least three times to understand what the heck was going on.  Turns out this hospital won't donate money to a volunteer because they only donate to "not for profit organizations", commonly known as "non-profit organizations".  And ILP (the company I work for) is a non-profit organization.  Actually, maybe I am wrong and the two are different?  Please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SPQIquOHIbI/AAAAAAAAArM/oclX4wMstBE/s1600-h/Busyness+Lettyr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SPQIquOHIbI/AAAAAAAAArM/oclX4wMstBE/s320/Busyness+Lettyr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256836195102958002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I like the last sentence. Peter must've said, "Emphasize that we donate to not for profit organizations ONLY, not anything else.  Thank you now go back to financing in braille."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice how this letter can be personalized, right at the top?  So sweet of NBNHD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5170371061561291015?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5170371061561291015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5170371061561291015&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5170371061561291015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5170371061561291015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/10/correct-me-if-im-mistaken.html' title='Correct me if I&apos;m mistaken...'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SPQIquOHIbI/AAAAAAAAArM/oclX4wMstBE/s72-c/Busyness+Lettyr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7681365851541354411</id><published>2008-10-11T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T08:10:11.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>Not my final slowdance</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, today I am celebrating Blog #300.  I have been avoiding the blog thing because I've been on blog 299 for the past week and a half, and kind of waiting for something good to blog about....I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I looked like approximately two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SPC-OrqwB9I/AAAAAAAAArE/qG3VuFT2m6M/s1600-h/Normal+kendall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SPC-OrqwB9I/AAAAAAAAArE/qG3VuFT2m6M/s200/Normal+kendall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255909924590847954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I look like now:&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;When you watch this movie, leave your computer on mute and FF to second 35. That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xA1uAhafaI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xA1uAhafaI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I have mono.  And for some reason, I am the only person on the planet who gets swollen eyes as a symptom.  And this is kind of a downer blog, so let's pretend that the next five blogs are counting as my 300th, mkay?  Byyyye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7681365851541354411?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7681365851541354411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7681365851541354411&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7681365851541354411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7681365851541354411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-my-final-slowdance.html' title='Not my final slowdance'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SPC-OrqwB9I/AAAAAAAAArE/qG3VuFT2m6M/s72-c/Normal+kendall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6189996778555934997</id><published>2008-09-26T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:15:56.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hey there, music blog.</title><content type='html'>This is my new favorite song.  Please fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.gburnham.net/youdontknow.mp3"&gt;You Don't Know Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6189996778555934997?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6189996778555934997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6189996778555934997&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6189996778555934997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6189996778555934997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-there-music-blog.html' title='Hey there, music blog.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-9039106445821176897</id><published>2008-09-25T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:26:53.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird stuff'/><title type='text'>I feel so demoralized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SNwr2Gqi81I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Fv95wEyL794/s1600-h/Ohhh+kay"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SNwr2Gqi81I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Fv95wEyL794/s320/Ohhh+kay" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250119474109150034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not married for those of you who saw the email that claimed I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-9039106445821176897?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/9039106445821176897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=9039106445821176897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/9039106445821176897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/9039106445821176897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-so-demoralized.html' title='I feel so demoralized'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SNwr2Gqi81I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Fv95wEyL794/s72-c/Ohhh+kay' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5191867215298634320</id><published>2008-09-17T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:54:12.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>WARNING.</title><content type='html'>Don't read this if:&lt;br /&gt;A) You hate politics&lt;br /&gt;B) You know your political facts (because I had to have gotten some of these wrong)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;C) You like how I only blog about unimportant things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you all know, I am really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reeeeeeeally&lt;/span&gt; sick of the media being so rude about Sarah Palin. I like her.  She seems like a nice person.  I am very sick of celebrities using their "celebrity" to endorse or oppose candidates.  I think it's interesting that so many articles and news shows all fight about Palin, bring up random facts from her past politics, like how she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may have&lt;/span&gt; tried to get her ex brother-in-law fired (the brother who tazered his son, Sarah's nephew), and how she's ruthless.  And now LiLo is all up in her grill for not supporting gay marriage and abortion and birth control.  Let's think for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPUBLICAN CANDIDATES GENERALLY DO NOT SUPPORT THOSE THINGS.  There is no need to get all hot and bothered about Sarah Palin because she's a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if these celebrities realize that Obama is a communist?  I think they see a pretty face and a promise for change and jump on the bandwagon.  Or, instead, build the wagon and encourage brainless teenagers to jump on.  Dear celebrities, if you really want to make a change, donate HALF of your income to people in need.  You'd still make waaaay more than the average American family.  And people would probably love you more, and stalk you less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo again, let's all see how lovely Sarah Palin is.  That's a prettier face than Obama.  Even the lesbians could probably agree on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://politicalkudzu.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/sarah-palin-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://politicalkudzu.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/sarah-palin-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love you, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5191867215298634320?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5191867215298634320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5191867215298634320&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5191867215298634320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5191867215298634320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/09/warning.html' title='WARNING.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3323673187993907954</id><published>2008-09-10T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:31:29.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Confession No. 2</title><content type='html'>I love The Soup.  I love it so much that it's kind of embarrassing. Nonetheless, I'm going to let you see my two favorite clips that I frequently (I know, how and when is that possible??) quote.  Or mock.  You choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet: Nathaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/whiodBT6IxE&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/whiodBT6IxE&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little dance competition, anyone?? (word warning in the last 5 seconds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dJhWxiriqeU&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/dJhWxiriqeU&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/27597110-3323673187993907954?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3323673187993907954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3323673187993907954&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3323673187993907954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3323673187993907954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/09/confession-no-209.html' title='Confession No. 2'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4439676645290814486</id><published>2008-09-05T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:16:23.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rupert Grint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Weasley is my King</title><content type='html'>Another short little blog to finish out my last 12 hours of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really realized what I was missing in the 5th Harry Potter movie until I reread &lt;u&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix&lt;/u&gt;.  I miss Ron's chance to shine.  It is actually quite sad, because Rupert Grint didn't even get a very fair share of the limelight when the last film came out.  I distinctly remember wondering why Harry (dan rad) and Hermione (emma "my girl crush" watson) had so many interviews, and why Ron had none.  Poor guy.  We never even got to hear 'Weasley is my King'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life just isn't complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4439676645290814486?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4439676645290814486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4439676645290814486&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4439676645290814486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4439676645290814486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/09/weasley-is-my-king.html' title='Weasley is my King'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-486220541313138617</id><published>2008-09-04T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:18:30.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Just for the Record</title><content type='html'>I read 30 different books this summer, and re-read (as in read twice or more in the span of summer &lt;strike&gt;2008&lt;/strike&gt;, I mean 2007) four of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how exciting it is to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-486220541313138617?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/486220541313138617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=486220541313138617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/486220541313138617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/486220541313138617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-for-record.html' title='Just for the Record'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1169737772255845202</id><published>2008-08-31T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:16:44.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Here's a story I forgot to tell.</title><content type='html'>Did I ever tell you about the time Garmin tricked Josh and me?  No, I don't think I did.  Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took an innocent day jaunt to the beach. We wanted some clam chowder, some extra large fountain drinks, and a sunny day at the otherwise blistery coast.  Garmin, it seems, had other plans...or at least, some plans to add on to the end of our plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Sand Lake after an impromptu visit of the Spencer and Randy Calvert sort (yes, I was the girl who crashed priests weekend or week...whatever those boy outings are called) and got on the road home. I entered my home address and trusted G-man to take me home.  Turns out, the way home was the most winding, baby small, surrounded by trees and axe murderers road in the whole entire world.  Garmin started with an estimated time of arrival at 5:27 pm, and 40 minutes later (still on that stupid road) the ETA had moved to 6:07 pm.  It was ridiculous.  I finally was so fed up that I searched for a restaurant to put in so we would change direction and go in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;any other direction&lt;/span&gt;.  Picked Dairy Queen.  Good choice, it had bathrooms made in heaven.  We got back on the road, and Garmin took Joshua and myself to the CANBY FERRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canby ferry, guys.  It is ridiculously out of the way. I wish I could find a map to show you how ridiculous it was to take this route. There must've been some endorsement from the Canby ferry, because Garmin took us somewhere where we had to GIVE UP DOLLARS to ride the stupid ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story?  Someday all satellite GPS systems will be hijacked by creepy serial killers leading people to their deaths on scary back roads.  I do not trust technology.  And Garmin and I are in a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be my 300th blog.  Instead, I deleted 7 drafts and am now at a comfortable post # 293.  I just bought myself two stress free weeks before I have to worry about some fantastic 300th blog.  Happy Labor Day everyone.  Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1169737772255845202?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1169737772255845202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1169737772255845202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1169737772255845202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1169737772255845202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-story-i-forgot-to-tell.html' title='Here&apos;s a story I forgot to tell.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7974018777738974352</id><published>2008-08-26T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:19:38.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Yeaeayyyahh</title><content type='html'>Oh wow.  This is the weirdest movie I think I've ever seen.  I'll never view MK+A the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sCfN0tbCHC4&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/sCfN0tbCHC4&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/27597110-7974018777738974352?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7974018777738974352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7974018777738974352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7974018777738974352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7974018777738974352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/yeaeayyyahh.html' title='Yeaeayyyahh'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-2135776182728859030</id><published>2008-08-25T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:04:24.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Rubber Hands</title><content type='html'>I am trying to decide if my blog should go private.  I'm split about 60/40, 60 for  private, 40 for open.  Sometimes it'd be kind of nice not to be kind all the time (in case someone finds something), but I don't think I'd be a very good person if I made this blog private so I could gossip.  That would make me a Gossip Girl.  Ohhh Gossip Girl starts on Monday.  Please bless my landlord-roommate will let me watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is 30/70 for staying open.  You win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did all my grocery shopping, spent many many dollars.  Somehow this resulted in my hands smelling like rubber and no, it won't come off, and YES I have washed my hands many many times today.  I sacrificed my hands so you can now enjoy my fantastic and beautiful bedroom because I unpacked everything and put it in its' place.  I will now lay in my fancy bed and read HP+TOOTP.  Sweetest dreams and please bless my internet doesn't cut out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Josh, don't look at this picture.  You're supposed to be surprised when you get down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLN__DeN3eI/AAAAAAAAAd4/R1bwjV4LjOo/s1600-h/My+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLN__DeN3eI/AAAAAAAAAd4/R1bwjV4LjOo/s320/My+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238671512802549218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, you can tell Roberto (and yourself and the other angels who contributed) that the bedspread, navy pillow case, necklace hanger, and candle (far left) are thanks to you.   Thanks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-2135776182728859030?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/2135776182728859030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=2135776182728859030&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2135776182728859030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/2135776182728859030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/rubber-hands.html' title='Rubber Hands'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLN__DeN3eI/AAAAAAAAAd4/R1bwjV4LjOo/s72-c/My+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7062863597660949031</id><published>2008-08-24T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:24:59.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLIyRLVEIvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/2iosqGHvugQ/s1600-h/KandJ+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLIyRLVEIvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/2iosqGHvugQ/s320/KandJ+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238304587265614578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooo Utah, Goodbyyyye Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in Utah since Tuesday and I have yet to spend a night in Provo.  Now that's what I call skill.  I stayed two nights at Gma's, two nights at R&amp;amp;C's, and two nights at Alaina's.  I have definitely recieved the "all star" treatment at every one of these places (except I had to do dishes today at laina's because I helped ZERO at dinner...that's just called fair) and I'm kind of bummed to have to spend my first night on my own tomorrow.  That means I have to make my own breakfast, lunch AND dinner!  I forgot what that was like.  Can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo anyway, if you're in Provo anytime soon, call me and we can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looove and bye.&lt;br /&gt;Kenna Benna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;There are two pictures of me and that boy I love, taken last April.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLIwL66FayI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7Q0NF-CJIhc/s1600-h/kandj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLIwL66FayI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7Q0NF-CJIhc/s320/kandj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238302297934883618" 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/27597110-7062863597660949031?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7062863597660949031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7062863597660949031&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7062863597660949031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7062863597660949031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello, Goodbye'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SLIyRLVEIvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/2iosqGHvugQ/s72-c/KandJ+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-6294885252816138661</id><published>2008-08-18T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:10:25.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Embarassing...</title><content type='html'>I decided it's definitely time for me to write a new blog.  I showed Ruby (nurse bff from work) my blog, and I realized all my recent blogs are about Breaking Dawn.  Dear friends, Breaking Dawn isn't my life.  So here's my life update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my last night in West Linn.  I go home (what?! Provo is home?) tomorrow morning at 6:50 AM.  I am currently watching Tristan &amp;amp; Isolde with Mal Pal and trying to pack all the crap I somehow accumulated over the summer.  Dear Aunt Cheri, I know, I have so much stuff.  Thank you so much for housing all my abundant belongings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day at work was a success.  I kind of worked, played with my work Bff's, we had an amazing bonfire at lunch time, and I got lots of hugs and gave lots of cards.  I was so lucky to work in an office where I was friends with my co-workers.  It made my summer pretty bearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, everyone!  I'll see some of you soon, others of you at Christmas or Thanksgiving, or the next couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the summer:&lt;br /&gt;"You can't have eye sex with girls like that, Tristan!  It gives you away."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-6294885252816138661?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/6294885252816138661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=6294885252816138661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6294885252816138661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/6294885252816138661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/embarassing.html' title='Embarassing...'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5562620883262761347</id><published>2008-08-07T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:54:49.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>An Explanation</title><content type='html'>I don't have much to blog about except &lt;u&gt;Breaking Dawn, &lt;/u&gt;but I don't really want to post any spoilers or anything.  So dear my readers, how long do I have to wait before I let you know my feelings?  Thanks, love you, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5562620883262761347?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5562620883262761347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5562620883262761347&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5562620883262761347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5562620883262761347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/explanation.html' title='An Explanation'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3998404063650877525</id><published>2008-08-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:52:39.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Ironically, it is breaking dawn outside...</title><content type='html'>OH. MY. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat 100 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what my last 10 minutes has consisted of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOSH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-3998404063650877525?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3998404063650877525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3998404063650877525&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3998404063650877525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3998404063650877525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/08/ironically-it-is-breaking-dawn-outside.html' title='Ironically, it is breaking dawn outside...'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4439951746998883960</id><published>2008-07-31T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:40:43.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Breaking DAWN</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow night is so close I can almost taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 4.  At midnight.  You bet I'm gonna be there.  I might even stay up until 5 in the morning reading it.  I might decide to savor it.  Maybe I'll even take turns reading it out loud with Joshua or Mallory.  Somehow I don't think I'll be able to stop reading once I get it in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo I'm excited for tomorrow as Friday.  I'm going to Sephora with my girl friends, maybe getting something to eat, and then celebrating our love of Bella and Edward with a little bit of late night partying.  Wish you could be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also the proud owner of a round trip train ticket to Seattle, Washington for next weekend.  I'M GOING TO SEE YOU, CALVERTS!  I honestly think I might die a little bit I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to return to Provo is 18 days.&lt;br /&gt;See you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4439951746998883960?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4439951746998883960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4439951746998883960&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4439951746998883960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4439951746998883960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking DAWN'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7950548655895474630</id><published>2008-07-29T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:21:11.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>I cannot, for the life of me, figure out something interesting to blog about, but I have this nagging voice in the back of my head that tells me it's time to blog again.  How about a recap of my day?  Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to work at 8:03 and forgot to clock in for the 3rd time EVER.  One at Subway (over a year ago) and the other earlier this summer.&lt;br /&gt;Did my work.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to my bff Christen about her snotty 13 year old daughter who is a chronic liar.&lt;br /&gt;Texted Josh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Checked in a lot of patients.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch and watched Shrek the Third with my work bffs.&lt;br /&gt;Called a bunch of old women about scheduling their mammograms.&lt;br /&gt;Counted the money, closed the office.&lt;br /&gt;Remembered to clock out.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, poured myself some Hot Tamales and started a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope you had a more exciting day than I did.&lt;br /&gt;Love you! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7950548655895474630?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7950548655895474630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7950548655895474630&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7950548655895474630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7950548655895474630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-3791995868417849714</id><published>2008-07-23T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:00:52.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>The Squigglies</title><content type='html'>I’m blogging on a word document. This is a new high (or low if you’re not a fan of the blogging) for my blogging career. I forgot how much I love that word corrects the weirdest things, and has a little red scribbley underneath all my ‘blogging’s, which, surprisingly, number four already. &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cleaned my bathroom today. By cleaned I don’t mean the usual (as in twice a summer?) windex the counters and mirrors. I mean, I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the corners and crevices and cracks everywhere in my bathroom. I doubt it’s been this clean since before old man Ash died of consumption (alcohol and the dying liver kind of consumption) in the hot tub. I had to clean it so Alaina can’t complain about it to mom and get me in trouble. Please note though, Lainy, that Adrie may die of the chemicals I used to try and make that bathroom clean enough. Please advise her not to lick the oh-so-clean floors. That kind of stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last three/four days have been very very fun. In the tradition of the Lake Oswego Stake camp girls, I went to the West Linn Old Time Fair with my Lindsey, Whitney, Rachel, Denise, Casi, and various other people. Turns out the Mormons decided to take over the fair. See picture below:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SIc98-r1KbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/uHX9DDrjp8w/s1600-h/IMG_7077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226214010415032754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SIc98-r1KbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/uHX9DDrjp8w/s320/IMG_7077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Very, very fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saturday night I watched The Notebook and was inspired by Rachel McAdams sexy 40’s hair and decided I want to be her. The picture below was the end result. Monday I had curled hair pulled back into a cute ‘chiffon’/bun I love from that movie. I don’t think it was quite the same…but I felt great nonetheless. Man the 40’s was a good time for hair and dresses. If you were rich.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m wrapping up now, and I must remind you that Twilight and Eclipse are quite possibly the most entertaining, fascinating, and addicting books of all time. Ask Mallory and Whitney. Both of them have read all 3 books in 4 or less days. (Lindsey? You next?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good luck with the remainder of the week. I’ll be taking Thursday and Friday off work to go to the beach with Alaina and Adrie. Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;K laa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Final Count:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9 red squiggley lines&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;4 green ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-3791995868417849714?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/3791995868417849714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=3791995868417849714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3791995868417849714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/3791995868417849714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/squigglies.html' title='The Squigglies'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SIc98-r1KbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/uHX9DDrjp8w/s72-c/IMG_7077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-8214431631672205765</id><published>2008-07-20T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:06:38.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, it's the Sabbath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today Mallory and I went to church. (with my parents, too.)  We looked cute.  Here's a picture for your memory.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SIQZE9xdtBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SxP1C5YtAfc/s1600-h/IMG_7130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SIQZE9xdtBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SxP1C5YtAfc/s320/IMG_7130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225329040748819474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy summer.&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/27597110-8214431631672205765?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/8214431631672205765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=8214431631672205765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8214431631672205765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8214431631672205765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-its-sabbath.html' title='Hey, it&apos;s the Sabbath.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SIQZE9xdtBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SxP1C5YtAfc/s72-c/IMG_7130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-204001023370732519</id><published>2008-07-16T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:43:01.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>The sun faces my room all day.</title><content type='html'>Thoughts on this hot Wednesday in July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Every time I see a picture of any member of the Gossip Girl cast I get excited.  Excited for what? Who knows.  I just know I love GG more than is probably acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm re-reading Eclipse and taking my time.  Hopefully it will fill these bleak and lonely 16 days until the 4th book comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last summer I went back to school about a week early, right when the 3rd Twilight book (Eclipse) came out.  Rachel made me read the first and I had all three finished in 4 days.  I didn't really do anything besides read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Repeat no. 3 from July 10 to July 14, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I get paid to read.  I'm pretty sure I'll never have a job so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am very excited to go to the beach next weekend with Alaina and Adrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I watched 'Batman Begins'.  It was definitely as good as I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mal has been at Girls' camp all week and I've been left home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Went shopping with Mom yesterday and purchased: 7 shirts, 6 dresses, 3 swimsuits, 2 pair of jeans, 1 skirt, 1 pair of tennis shoes (diesel's!), 1 pair of heels, and 1 pair of shoes.  I will probably return: 3 dresses, 1 shirt, 1 swimsuit, and 1 purse.  It was a gooooood day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm starting to itch for new music.  It's a bad feeling.  I don't like buying CD's because I never use the actual cd, and I don't believe in buying albums online because I could buy the cd for less money.  Somehow I'll have to figure this whole music thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's Wednesday is good.  If you're bored, read Twilight.  If you're tired, take a nap. If you're extra extra bored, make some dessert.  Dessert makes everything better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-204001023370732519?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/204001023370732519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=204001023370732519&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/204001023370732519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/204001023370732519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-about-time.html' title='The sun faces my room all day.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1510734916568361265</id><published>2008-07-12T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:25:04.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>I got bored so I reread the first one.</title><content type='html'>I realize I'm running the risk of losing some readers here, but I must be true to my heart.  The one I almost just lost.  I just about had a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20211840_2,00.html"&gt;Article on Twilight movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2008/05/twilight-teaser.html"&gt;Trailer for Twilight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;4th book in 20 DAYS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey, Abbey, Abbey, I need you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1510734916568361265?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1510734916568361265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1510734916568361265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1510734916568361265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1510734916568361265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-bored-so-i-reread-first-one.html' title='I got bored so I reread the first one.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-4842972906717608345</id><published>2008-07-09T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:11:32.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendall'/><title type='text'>Go Figure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgO26HV8I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pxPfZxR8Tus/s1600-h/model+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgO26HV8I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pxPfZxR8Tus/s200/model+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221185151379658690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I'm trying out this new thing in my life.  It's called, "a healthy body image".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know.  Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously.  Working at a womens' health center I am faced with all kinds of different (and crazy) women.  I deal with at least three pregnant women on a daily basis, as well as women ages 17 to 90 (seriously, 90), sizes 00 to 40.  I love it.  One of the magazines we get in the office is "Figure" magazine, a magazine for plus sized women.  I always avoided it like the plague (I don't want anyone to think I'm plus sized) but finally caved and read it because it was the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; magazine I hadn't read yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgOliFYsI/AAAAAAAAAck/WzcUd500vc0/s1600-h/model2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgOliFYsI/AAAAAAAAAck/WzcUd500vc0/s200/model2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221185146715464386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures in this magazine were gorgeous!  The women in the pictures were incredibly beautiful, and I found myself feeling an appropriate amount of jealousy towards these models.  I might even go so far as to say I was (am) more jealous of them than their sickly thin counterparts.  It was shocking to me to realize that larger women can be just as beautiful as the models every teenage girl wants to be.  And I realize that it is ridiculous how long it has taken me to get here.  I have always thought that skinnier is better, and I even went through a phase where I didn't eat so I could be skinny.  I've struggled for a long time with wanting to lose these last 10 pounds so I can feel good.  And I don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgOQRm9kI/AAAAAAAAAcc/aAdg8lDmkdw/s1600-h/Model1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgOQRm9kI/AAAAAAAAAcc/aAdg8lDmkdw/s200/Model1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221185141009217090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now though I risk sounding like a bad episode of Tyra, here are my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own body size, and everyone has the right to feel comfortable and beautiful in their skin.  Being skinny isn't the only kind of beautiful, and maybe it took a plus sized magazine to figure that out, or maybe it's taken maturity, family, and someone who loves me no matter what size, to find that out on my own.  I want to exercise to feel better physically, not mentally.  I want to eat right because it's good for my body, not so I can wear a cute swimsuit 1 size too small.  I want to be 100% comfortable in my own body, and I think I'm a lot closer to getting there than I ever have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this has been somewhat of a good message to my lady friends, and to the man reader, a thank you for helping me.  I love you all, and I suggest that next time you're out and about, admire the normal sized beauty as well as the thin one. And most of all, love and admire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!&lt;br /&gt;K laa&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-4842972906717608345?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/4842972906717608345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=4842972906717608345&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4842972906717608345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/4842972906717608345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/go-figure.html' title='Go Figure!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHVgO26HV8I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pxPfZxR8Tus/s72-c/model+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-8500215854085206355</id><published>2008-07-07T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:47:31.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Happy 5th of July!</title><content type='html'>This is what my weekend consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;Joshua on July 4.&lt;br /&gt;The dresser on July 5.&lt;br /&gt;The dresser (and church) on July 6.&lt;br /&gt;end weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures of my baby!  It took most of the day on Saturday and some painting on Sunday.  This white dresser has been in our family's possession for many many years, and it was once painted to match Mallory's room of yellow and ancient romantic gardens.  As of Friday it was filthy and old looking, and I decided (at least two weeks ago) that I needed a project to keep myself busy with all my free time.  Enter: THE DRESSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvhurtfTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/DFWoPdguB8Y/s1600-h/before+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvhurtfTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/DFWoPdguB8Y/s200/before+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220498280821914930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvhswS3SI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9JYdibN0nJY/s1600-h/before+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvhswS3SI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9JYdibN0nJY/s200/before+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220498280304270626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvh1ksaqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/dJYEdF8O2_g/s1600-h/before+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvh1ksaqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/dJYEdF8O2_g/s200/before+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220498282671532706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLwGDRZqzI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ECtkdsilk7o/s1600-h/after+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLwGDRZqzI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ECtkdsilk7o/s200/after+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220498904823999282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLwF3DwouI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Jy-CnXw4MP4/s1600-h/after+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLwF3DwouI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Jy-CnXw4MP4/s200/after+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220498901545558754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLwFuNULfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OEVnI2PTHhM/s1600-h/after+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLwFuNULfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OEVnI2PTHhM/s200/after+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220498899169717746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I painted it purple and gold.  I'm not exactly sure what possessed me to choose the purple (the gold was a given) instead of some normal color (like brown?!), but I think it might have something to do with my parents giving me a little bit of freedom and me going wild and crazy with it.  However, now that the dresser is put together I LOVE IT in my room.  My next project is to a) get gold handles for my dresser and b) paint the wall behind my bed.  I'm thinking orange or pink?  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 'rents, for letting me sand, paint, repaint, and repaint this baby.  Thank you, dad, for doing part of the sanding so I still have some use of my hand.  Let me warn you all that sanding is NOT as fun or easy as it sounds.  My hand was swollen, hot, and generally disgusting for at least three hours after my 20 minutes of sanding with that electric thing.  It is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; normal to have a hand shaking that much for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a good (hopefully) three day weekend!  Love and bye.&lt;br /&gt;K DUB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not serious about the pink and orange.  I'm still thinking about that background color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-8500215854085206355?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/8500215854085206355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=8500215854085206355&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8500215854085206355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/8500215854085206355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-5th-of-july.html' title='Happy 5th of July!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/SHLvhurtfTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/DFWoPdguB8Y/s72-c/before+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5211286104429525301</id><published>2008-06-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:53:19.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter'/><title type='text'>Cleaning my room</title><content type='html'>And what do I find?  The BEST LETTER EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, oh Rachel, my favorite cousin Rachel.  You are hilarious.  And Erica, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't remember why Rachel and I were writing letters to each other pretending to be other people, but Rach and I did a lot of weird stuff when we were younger.  Just ask about "Sleeping Beauty" sometime. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(letter found in some random box)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Kandra,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, HELLOOOO there!  You sound like a hot little muffin! (too bad we're related.)  My name is Rex, and from what I've read about you, you sound like a cool person.  Here's more info about me...&lt;br /&gt;    I have blonde hair (which I usually spike forward), and blue eyes.  I like to snowboard and talk online (sn: chicamagnet411).  I think when I grow up I want to be a pilot like my Grandpa Williams.  My favorite movie is Lilo &amp;amp; Stich...I love the surfing in it (tight!).  I weigh a little less than most guys.  My scrawny stature is embarrassing sometimes, but at least I know I'm growing out of it!  I'm working out at the YMCA now with my mom.  My height is 5'6".&lt;br /&gt;    I love flying, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;    I'm looking forward to meetin' you as soon as the plane lands! (Mom says to tell you to make sure and wear your seatbelt!)&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Rex&lt;/blockquote&gt;The best part, however, is when you turn the page over.  Rex's hot cousin Tanner has a little response. (yes, Erica, you did write this.  It's your handwriting. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey babe-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't go for my cousin Rex.  He isn't outrageously beautiful as i am.  I bet he is jealous of my lean, buff, tann, 6 foot body.  I can ALWAYS turn a girl's head with my dashing physique.  I'm sure you simply CAN'T wait to meet me.  I know you'll be dazzled.  See ya soon, hun!&lt;br /&gt;        The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; babe magnet,&lt;br /&gt;          Tanner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And "Rex" adds this note at the bottom of Tanner's note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did somebody say BIG HEAD?!  I think he missed the humility Sunday school lesson.  &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hey cousins, thank you for brightening my day these 5 (hopefully at least that much) years later.  Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5211286104429525301?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5211286104429525301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5211286104429525301&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5211286104429525301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5211286104429525301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/06/cleaning-my-room.html' title='Cleaning my room'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-1537819319168735549</id><published>2008-06-25T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:31:52.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Back in black.</title><content type='html'>HI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many blogs I have been catching up on.  It's a little overwhelming when you go on a six day vacation and come back to 30+ blogs.  If I didn't comment and you are slightly miffed, please forgive me.  Chances are I saw you in the last week and should have adequately given you some Kendall love.  If you feel that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; need was not met, please forgive my lack of foresight.  I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Utah on a whirlwind day long trip.  I saw all of my family and all of Josh's family and it was absolutely great.  I don't think I've ever seen so many people I enjoy in such a short amount of time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps:&lt;br /&gt;I love Jacob and Abbey's new house (and them and their children), Alaina's new condo is to die for, Rachel is tan and Spanish, EMMA HAS A LITTLE BUMP!, Amber looked as beautiful as ever with her beautiful blue-eyed baby, G&amp;G had their game on (the game of best Gparents ever), Aunt Cheri was a gracious surprise host, Rachel (caldwell) wants to live with me, Gabbe is hairstyling and mingling in Orem, and Joshua is just as handsome, funny, and gentlemanly as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food:&lt;br /&gt;Diet coke from my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Spanish candy and gingersnaps at AC's (aunt cheri's)&lt;br /&gt;110% mexican food.&lt;br /&gt;Candy popcorn love Adam and Emma.&lt;br /&gt;Costco feast at Laina's, perfect with sun, swimming, and watermelon. (and DC)&lt;br /&gt;EINSTEIN BAGELS!&lt;br /&gt;TEXAS ROADHOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh the pleasure food gives me.  I really need to start cooking this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and I drove from Provo to West Linn in about 15 hours (with a 1.5 hour stop at J&amp;A's, 1 hr stop at Texas Roadhouse, and 10 minute stops at bathrooms) and made it home by 11:30 on Saturday night!  We churched it up on Sunday, ticket to ride (100x), eating, playing, laughing, watching the Swan Princess, beach visiting, garmining, holding hands, shopping, and Chevy's and end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my brain is about 1000 miles per hour right now.  I need to clean my severely neglected room.&lt;br /&gt;K bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-1537819319168735549?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/1537819319168735549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=1537819319168735549&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1537819319168735549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/1537819319168735549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-in-black.html' title='Back in black.'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7006295366774882625</id><published>2008-06-19T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:51:34.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Hey guys!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be on a plane to see Joshua in exactly 12 hours.  Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7006295366774882625?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7006295366774882625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7006295366774882625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7006295366774882625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7006295366774882625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-guys.html' title='Hey guys!'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-7551032182028958439</id><published>2008-06-17T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:24:29.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Return from Nowhere</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged in a week.  Is this surprising or not?  I can't really decide.  I think my June blog count is going to be too low, so I've got to pump out a couple of these worthless things in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts on life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Something happens during a)pregnancy and b)childbirth to make women (and maybe the occasional father) able to count age in weeks and months.  I don't understand it.  When people ask me how old my niece is, I have to say, "Oh almost two years" and then add a little, "I've never been a mom.  I can't do that whole "month" thing."&lt;br /&gt;2. I really like my job at the medical office.  It's kind of cool to be able to use my knowledge from anatomy in something other than attempting (and failing) to help Joshua study.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm going to Utah on Friday.  I'm quite sad it will really only be for one day, and I definitely won't get to do as much as I want.&lt;br /&gt;4. LeeAnne has made me the happiest person on the planet.  For reasons undisclosed.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm trying to find somewhere to live in the fall.  Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm reading 'The Host' by Stephanie Meyer, and I'm kind of losing interest.  The Warrior books are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;waaaaay&lt;/span&gt; more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;7. Veet works, it just smells like perm solution.&lt;br /&gt;8. I went shopping last weekend, and it was soooooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;9. The last five nights I watched the Lord of the Rings trilogy with Mallory.  I love both her &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; LOTR.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm addicted to reading. &lt;br /&gt;11.  I was only going to go to 10 numbers, but I had to add this 11th.  I don't have to work on Friday, Monday afternoon, or Tuesday.  Blessings be upon Joshua's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-7551032182028958439?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/7551032182028958439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=7551032182028958439&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7551032182028958439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/7551032182028958439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/06/return-from-nowhere.html' title='Return from Nowhere'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27597110.post-5490951197306262947</id><published>2008-06-10T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:44:30.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Summer Playlist '08</title><content type='html'>I have this playlist I've been listening to for my summer activites.  It's called (becki gave me all this music) Mellow'08 and consists of: Stars, Belle and Sebastian, American Football, and Kings of Convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27597110-5490951197306262947?l=kendalllee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/feeds/5490951197306262947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27597110&amp;postID=5490951197306262947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5490951197306262947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27597110/posts/default/5490951197306262947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendalllee.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-playlist-08.html' title='Summer Playlist &apos;08'/><author><name>kendall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066934481906069943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JEmZbUs-yuM/R5G8hbtponI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-zCip_gchug/S220/ohh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
