tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22720787969530268062024-02-19T06:51:22.900-08:00Guilt and Chanel No. 5RANTS, RAVES AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN CONCERNING MY LIFEStefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-73228622582384320472011-01-04T11:20:00.000-08:002011-01-04T11:24:18.568-08:002011Wow. I can't believe it's already 2011. I wrote my first check of the new year yesterday and put 2010. Of course. If you've noticed, I don't post that much here and I'm not sure if anyone actually reads this blog. But I've had a Tumblr account for awhile now and do most of my blogging there. Here's the link if you care: http://guiltandchanelno5.tumblr.com/ I find Tumblr to be very easy to use when you want to post and it's very easy to follow other blogs on there. So let's see what happens in 2011.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-38921185059038597952010-12-06T11:43:00.000-08:002010-12-06T11:50:37.212-08:00It's That Time of the Year<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijq_dsf4ls4NhlBm0ih8dC0DlZfw1namyVoEDCDqHR7ygWyeGhPRQCjiR5inxa_d3ONyzD-1kYMFW9ZkqzSBFeLqNxm8DGc9ThPi01kwo1Q9x33AXQf_qbtwwc6LyAHqgm0OhRUBAZJR-D/s1600/November+28%252C+2010+a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijq_dsf4ls4NhlBm0ih8dC0DlZfw1namyVoEDCDqHR7ygWyeGhPRQCjiR5inxa_d3ONyzD-1kYMFW9ZkqzSBFeLqNxm8DGc9ThPi01kwo1Q9x33AXQf_qbtwwc6LyAHqgm0OhRUBAZJR-D/s400/November+28%252C+2010+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547659013362854066" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-15092267643945851402010-09-01T08:57:00.000-07:002010-09-01T09:00:24.361-07:00Want to get away?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCmzw7Y97Vv7577Q-Fjoeq4qAIwNTTE8KmWhIswcIiqCYYLJoRGV6dPqBS7FABJRt0QkltNvGHPPM8KPGdtLFnGPbqVzcuOYpwm21AJs-nEbKtjwfMwbjCQAm1L7bd67BHqaN72Yy_xzE/s1600/pretty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCmzw7Y97Vv7577Q-Fjoeq4qAIwNTTE8KmWhIswcIiqCYYLJoRGV6dPqBS7FABJRt0QkltNvGHPPM8KPGdtLFnGPbqVzcuOYpwm21AJs-nEbKtjwfMwbjCQAm1L7bd67BHqaN72Yy_xzE/s400/pretty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511974922329783938" border="0" /></a>When I look at this picture, all I can think is how beautiful it is. Wow. Wish I had taken it.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-1274403118114254832010-07-29T18:36:00.001-07:002010-07-29T18:36:38.500-07:00Veronica Mars<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46165076@N00/2183526428/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/2183526428_d0be522bf8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46165076@N00/2183526428/">Veronica_Mars_TV2004</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/46165076@N00/">LanaTheMouse</a></span></div>This is my new obsession. It's a really good show. The characters are great and the story lines intriguing. I love Netflix; the watch instantly feature rocks.<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-47410642238857280552010-07-22T19:57:00.000-07:002010-07-22T20:01:02.248-07:00Crazy Hair Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijep2qsqZplf6CsZvgrBOTPNG2bzoBhDShkdI1h8ol8LaWtpR9zLUypBpUpaKvxJ_RZFZpR0SF1ZNbg0t_EJGu-4hbwGrG1yGH7cKacoN4NHmzYh5HxF_Skgr7WUCV9LzyGJDe5c0X2PiV/s1600/crazyhair.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijep2qsqZplf6CsZvgrBOTPNG2bzoBhDShkdI1h8ol8LaWtpR9zLUypBpUpaKvxJ_RZFZpR0SF1ZNbg0t_EJGu-4hbwGrG1yGH7cKacoN4NHmzYh5HxF_Skgr7WUCV9LzyGJDe5c0X2PiV/s400/crazyhair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496930715113345618" border="0" /></a>I hung out with these little people for a week at VBS. I miss them this week. I don't know if I miss the crazy hair though.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-43594638744714807872010-07-06T18:20:00.001-07:002010-07-06T18:20:37.930-07:00Netflix<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4576829299/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4576829299_8f787a28bb_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4576829299/">April 20, 2010</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/12082848@N07/">singinpretty</a></span></div>Netflix is pretty awesome. They are adding a lot of movies and TV shows to the instant play option. So I've been getting into News Radio, which is hilarious. And right now I have a Buffy episode playing while I blog. As I said before, Netflix is awesome.<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-80975463422722134322010-06-26T09:41:00.000-07:002010-06-26T09:44:51.729-07:00Home Sweet HomeI've been at Walt Disney World for the past week. But I'm home now. It's nice to be home. I'm going to post my thoughts on WDW and some pictures soon. I had a lot of fun, but it's nice to sleep in my own room and bed.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-13586732221199577032010-06-04T17:33:00.000-07:002010-06-04T17:35:49.305-07:00InterestingMark Driscoll is a pastor at Mars Hill Church and is interesting. Megan heard a sermon where Driscoll tells the guys to be men and take initiative; go up to the girls and say hello. I've been looking for that sermon. While I don't think I've found it yet, this sermon is interesting. http://www.marshillchurch.org/media/religionsaves/datingStefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-52270638292068733682010-06-04T12:05:00.001-07:002010-06-04T12:05:58.094-07:00Death of Laptop<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spintwig/2588749004/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2588749004_e7c38db233_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/spintwig/2588749004/">MacBook Pro</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/spintwig/">Spintwig</a></span></div>My laptop died. It was sad, but not unexpected. It lasted me longer than I thought it would and it's been on its last leg for awhile.<br /><br />Instead of investing in a new laptop, I'm using a Mac that isn't being used in my family. I'm learning that Macs are cool, but also that I don't know how to use them. So it can be a bit frustrating. But I'm grateful that I have a good computer to use without having to buy one.<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-90524279675037956952010-05-07T14:11:00.001-07:002010-05-07T14:11:45.314-07:00I'm Still Here<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4576845833/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3337/4576845833_7501aa4477_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4576845833/">April 21, 2010</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/12082848@N07/">singinpretty</a></span></div>I've been lazy and haven't posted anything in awhile. So I decided I needed to rip off the band-aid. Now, what to post on, hmm....<br /><br />Well, I've had a few successes recently. I finished my externship that I thought would kill me, I finished my master's degree and I parallel parked on my own on the first try. I'm most proud of the last accomplishment. :) Maybe that isn't true, but I don't have any pictures of me regarding any of the other successes.<br /><br />Next on my list of things to do is find a job. And I'm off to do so!<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-756617188783006742010-03-22T22:16:00.000-07:002010-03-22T22:24:18.238-07:00MondayI had jury duty, went to class and went searching for receipts and info for my taxes. It's no wonder I have a headache and I'm tired. The end.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-8328053471396356992010-03-13T14:33:00.000-08:002010-03-13T14:39:29.156-08:00Making Peace<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Crenameme%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C02%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:officedocumentsettings> <o:donotrelyoncss/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.EmailStyle15 {mso-style-type:personal; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial; mso-ascii-font-family:Arial; mso-hansi-font-family:Arial; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; color:windowtext;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;" >"At a certain part in your life, probably when too much of it has gone by, you will open your eyes and see yourself for who you are. Especially for everything that made you so different from all the awful normals. And you will say to yourself, 'But I am this person.' And in that statement, that correction, there will be a kind of love."<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;" >
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;" >Miss Dodger<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;" >Phoebe in Wonderland</span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-58685529619561390732010-03-11T22:21:00.001-08:002010-03-11T22:23:17.389-08:00Happiness is...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlzThu9GVcP2IehJmOLDNs5Egf7Mx24mg4dtsxbybcJqJ6znpAIAHQCHmiBdmVrbyTZ2yyC52Kx-g21SYvBsofd61bFmWlzF7Y9fstk04CDtRniCgVRKXsaEg_aRSjCPY_AlhDspOjJBO/s1600-h/IMG_8151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlzThu9GVcP2IehJmOLDNs5Egf7Mx24mg4dtsxbybcJqJ6znpAIAHQCHmiBdmVrbyTZ2yyC52Kx-g21SYvBsofd61bFmWlzF7Y9fstk04CDtRniCgVRKXsaEg_aRSjCPY_AlhDspOjJBO/s400/IMG_8151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447629093113767394" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-52201636691511904122010-03-05T13:24:00.001-08:002010-03-05T13:24:50.897-08:00Sick<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4409544084/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4409544084_ceb1028359_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4409544084/">March 4, 2010</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/12082848@N07/">singinpretty</a></span></div>I haven't felt right for the past 2 1/2 weeks. I've had a swollen throat and a cough. Then yesterday I woke up with a sore throat and not much of a voice and later in the day developed a fever. So I spent yesterday in bed and that is where you'll find me today. It doesn't seem like this sore throat is turning into a cold. I just want to get over this sickness. Blah.<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-65719402233919334142010-02-27T10:31:00.001-08:002010-02-27T10:31:48.876-08:00Flickr and God<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4388533047/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4388533047_67fec66aac_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12082848@N07/4388533047/">February 18, 2010</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/12082848@N07/">singinpretty</a></span></div>I'm doing a 365 project on Flickr this year. I just looked over the pictures I've taken so far and I find it interesting how they remind me of the past days. In a way, this is a diary through pictures. I can see how some days have been tough and others fun. But in the end God will get me through this year. It will be interesting to look at the pictures as a whole throughout the year and see God's work. No matter where I go this year or end up God will be there.<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-19583318056835151932010-02-07T19:51:00.001-08:002010-02-07T19:51:09.348-08:00Frustration<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrbosslady/4275878388/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4275878388_22c6dde90e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrbosslady/4275878388/">Day Fourteen: January 14, 2010</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mrbosslady/">mrbosslady</a></span></div>This is how I feel. Frustrated, over it, tired. I don't like drama and I do what I can to avoid it. Unfortunately, there are people in my life who don't share that goal. So on top of everything that is stressing me out with work and other stuff, I've been dealing with overly sensitive people who do not think about others before they respond to situations. I really don't need this. I want everyone out there to remember that situations are not only about you and perhaps the other person is going through stuff that you don't know about. Thank you.<br clear="all" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-73075831898113269192010-01-10T17:14:00.001-08:002010-01-10T17:14:20.645-08:00A Haiku<p style="margin: 0; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> Big Bang Theory rules,<br /><br/>How I Met Your Mother rocks,<br /><br/>I love Monday nights!</p><p style="clear:both; margin: 0; padding: 0; margin-top:10px; font-size: 13px; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 24px;" class="plinky_badge_rid:18958"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/18958"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=18958" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="" title="" /> </a></p>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-13835004757908440392010-01-10T16:20:00.000-08:002010-01-10T16:28:25.279-08:00Hello!I am still here. Update: I quit my job and start at the DA's office on Wednesday. It's a volunteer position and I don't know when I will next receive a paycheck. But I'm okay with that. I'm excited to work for the DA and that get to see if this is what I want to do on a regular basis. On the 1st I started a 365 project on Flickr, which has been fun. I like having to take a picture every day and hope by the end of the year I am a better photographer. I got my haircut short and it's cute; my mom wasn't thrilled and kept pouting that she missed my hair. I think that's all I have to report now. Happy January and 2010.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-86084231446039745262009-12-29T20:15:00.000-08:002009-12-29T20:24:14.864-08:002 more days...at my current job. Yay! Just got to get everything done and get out. Then I have a week and a half off and I start at the DA's office. I'm excited; it's going to be an adventure.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-65868845587280671692009-12-16T20:50:00.000-08:002009-12-16T20:54:49.661-08:00NoticeI've been trying to give notice at work for days. The boss has been out of the office for over a week. He was finally back today and every time I tried to catch him to give notice he was gone or in a closed door meeting, etc. I got called into another boss' office and she never seemed mad at me, but kept talking in vague generalities about being professional and on the same page as my secretary, etc. It was really strange. One thing she was talking about was my future in the firm. That made me realize that I needed to give notice immediately because I couldn't let it go any later. So I e-mailed the two bosses my resignation. I feel really strange and I'm going to have to deal with them in the morning. Also, I have a final tomorrow night that I need to study for. Unfortunately my concentration and brain cells are shot. I need a miracle!Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-16997129544463947852009-12-14T19:44:00.000-08:002009-12-14T19:47:51.757-08:00Communism...is alive and well in the US. The bosses just blocked access to personal e-mail sites on the work computers. Yeah.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-32005312233764902812009-12-06T15:14:00.000-08:002009-12-06T15:30:29.319-08:00Jingle Ball 2009I randomly got to go to Jingle Ball yesterday. Lauren's dad got free tickets from his friend, Commander Chuck, who does traffic reports for KIIS. It was fun to go because it was something definitely out of the ordinary and I got to hang out with Lauren.<br /><br />Out of the whole line-up, Taylor Swift was the only one I knew and the only one I truly enjoyed. Seriously, Lauren and I couldn't figure out why some of the "artists" are even famous or being paid to "sing." Anyway, that's a debate for another day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vByv2YJ889MwEAcQeJnfMp3KKboUQ6_3uvZRB70bd2SSU2zxpxcBVkg2wUQbVhZ3rxauHdNXpJOzASFkGHYMhVatt_sVgD85vRUxdEDYRbVEr-qWMoPdnPIQKUfOYc7j13kHonYa9kuL/s1600-h/IMG_6195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vByv2YJ889MwEAcQeJnfMp3KKboUQ6_3uvZRB70bd2SSU2zxpxcBVkg2wUQbVhZ3rxauHdNXpJOzASFkGHYMhVatt_sVgD85vRUxdEDYRbVEr-qWMoPdnPIQKUfOYc7j13kHonYa9kuL/s320/IMG_6195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412269024045655090" border="0" /></a><br />Taylor Swift was adorable in a sparkly, silver, fringe dress and boots. The way she acts and moves surprised me - at the end of each song she would smile and look around like she was coming out of a trance. The hair and head flipping was pretty impressive; I wouldn't be surprised if she ends up with neck and head issues in the future. I liked that she introduced most of her songs with a story. She's a good live performer, very eloquent and I wouldn't mind seeing her perform again.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-59137562410631557412009-12-06T15:13:00.001-08:002009-12-06T15:13:03.034-08:00Color me purple<p> <img style="border: 0;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/38/112334842_3ecf7585dd.jpg" /> <small style="display:block"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50116207@N00/112334842">embrace the purple</a> </small></p><p> Hmmm...this question truly intrigued me. I'd probably pick purple; it's pretty and I wear it the most out of any color. My second choice would be black. However, since black is considered the absence of color, maybe I'd get to wear purple and black for the year and get away with it. I'm glad I don't have to wear only one color for a whole year; I'd probably end up hating purple really fast!</p><p style="clear:both; margin: 0; padding: 0; margin-top:10px; font-size: 13px; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 24px;" class="plinky_badge_rid:18406"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/18406"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=18406" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="" title="" /> </a></p>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-60096607124975353122009-11-26T21:56:00.000-08:002009-12-06T15:05:25.087-08:00My ThanksgivingOver half of my family went to Arizona for Thanksgiving. I stayed back as did two of my brothers. My brothers went to their girlfriends' houses and I had Thanksgiving dinner with my grandparents. It was a nice different-quiet, no strife or stress. Abby came with me and she cheered up my grandparents. She did scare my grandma by watching her sleep; my grandma said it was scary waking up to Abby's black face. :) "But Grandma, it's such a cute face to wake up to." I ended up having the house to myself that night for the first time ever; I cranked up the music, danced around and ate popcorn. I had fun.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2272078796953026806.post-53235860424386763642009-11-01T20:37:00.000-08:002009-11-01T20:43:26.816-08:00Big Bang Theory...is the funniest show! If I could marry it and have its babies, I totally would. Watch it, people, watch it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://forbiddenplanet.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/Big%20Bang%20Theory%20cast.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://forbiddenplanet.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/Big%20Bang%20Theory%20cast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/PAULAS%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/PAULAS%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08093416426359922803noreply@blogger.com0