<?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-6630925187406280175</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:16:03.154-08:00</updated><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>Viehwegs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1115803930473530555</id><published>2011-07-02T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:02:43.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss me Dirty - Dirty Girl Run</title><content type='html'>I am so lucky that I have awesome friends!! One of those awesome friends is Staci.  She invited me to run the Dirty Girl run with her and her fun relatives. It was a BLAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Staci...  clean and ready to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCJD6KiDBVs/Tg_aKLF9piI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ew6S-8JohKM/s1600/273046_10150248510709349_850644348_7222379_8072346_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCJD6KiDBVs/Tg_aKLF9piI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ew6S-8JohKM/s400/273046_10150248510709349_850644348_7222379_8072346_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624954327920387618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more of us...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBh2uVCfPyE/Tg_Z54QDpZI/AAAAAAAAAno/4g_oG0rD9tw/s1600/264998_2170177023565_1520915525_32393597_1533550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBh2uVCfPyE/Tg_Z54QDpZI/AAAAAAAAAno/4g_oG0rD9tw/s400/264998_2170177023565_1520915525_32393597_1533550_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624954047984543122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are after the run... Along the run there were obstacles. Such as a 5 foot wall you had to climb over. And a pit of mud that you had to army crawl through.. water to run though.. and as you can see.. lots of mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ndn3_4fUjz4/Tg_Z3fqMXLI/AAAAAAAAAng/kfT9nZn9G_4/s1600/265088_2170191903937_1520915525_32393624_2855609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ndn3_4fUjz4/Tg_Z3fqMXLI/AAAAAAAAAng/kfT9nZn9G_4/s400/265088_2170191903937_1520915525_32393624_2855609_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624954007023541426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant see it that well.. but I had mud splatters on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u16NVaUUrgc/Tg_aM5aOz-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/kgrw6roYeuI/s1600/278485_10150248651824349_850644348_7224349_3245145_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u16NVaUUrgc/Tg_aM5aOz-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/kgrw6roYeuI/s400/278485_10150248651824349_850644348_7224349_3245145_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624954374713167842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are all putting our feet in before the race... How cute are we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INCzPgvBMzY/Tg_Z0CJaRzI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SGwGsCSbxVE/s1600/263883_2170185623780_1520915525_32393607_696187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INCzPgvBMzY/Tg_Z0CJaRzI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SGwGsCSbxVE/s400/263883_2170185623780_1520915525_32393607_696187_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624953947561805618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are my feet after the race... Not so cute any more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRpHj3xoXV8/Tg_aHD21bJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gvwCA27AomU/s1600/271236_10150248707179349_850644348_7225205_7449531_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRpHj3xoXV8/Tg_aHD21bJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gvwCA27AomU/s400/271236_10150248707179349_850644348_7225205_7449531_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624954274438278290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say that this was one of the funnest races I have done yet. Maybe its because it ended up being more of a walk... maybe its because it was only 4 miles.. maybe because my running buddies were so much fun... or maybe because I got to get all muddy and dirty, and not only was it ok.. but it was expected. :) If you ever get a chance to run one of these races... DO IT! You will not regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-1115803930473530555?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1115803930473530555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1115803930473530555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1115803930473530555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1115803930473530555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/07/kiss-me-dirty-dirty-girl-run.html' title='Kiss me Dirty - Dirty Girl Run'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCJD6KiDBVs/Tg_aKLF9piI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ew6S-8JohKM/s72-c/273046_10150248510709349_850644348_7222379_8072346_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5897185297695854249</id><published>2011-05-31T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T08:42:19.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Fun</title><content type='html'>Since Tye and  I had work off for Memorial day, and the girls did not have school, we decided to take the girls out for a day of fun. This also gave Mommy Scarlet and Grandma Pat Pat a day of quiet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took them down to see my moms new puppys and then we took them bowling. They loved it! And so did I. It was a great day out of the house, spending time with some of my favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHAFHUIkdKM/TeUKx6aZR1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/dxVdn6fkeJc/s1600/242600_10150206345574349_850644348_6951822_4780718_o.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/-MHAFHUIkdKM/TeUKx6aZR1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/dxVdn6fkeJc/s400/242600_10150206345574349_850644348_6951822_4780718_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612904363197024082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia bowling...  yes.. it takes forever for the bowling ball to make it to the pins.. and yes, I am surprised the ball did not go strait through the floor every time she lobbed it.. and worst of all.. her score was more than double what mine was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5870fa93143e0c7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5870fa93143e0c7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D80B73B6CF1C71C1B55B60848D16808E8F5F1F3.40AED15A2A49287EC46CDFADD343A250B3BD84A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5870fa93143e0c7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnie5xU6c8otqNKWm378hUGP0LSo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5870fa93143e0c7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D80B73B6CF1C71C1B55B60848D16808E8F5F1F3.40AED15A2A49287EC46CDFADD343A250B3BD84A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5870fa93143e0c7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnie5xU6c8otqNKWm378hUGP0LSo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery bowling... This kid cracks me up! She would get so excited after she threw the ball that she would turn around and yell oh yeah... We would then have to remind her to turn around and watch to she how she did before getting excited. By the second game.. she had got it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e383d89ad0667bbe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De383d89ad0667bbe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82A45F6CD2626ACE521558A9A2F5F31B8E172CA2.7C41B9C2EEB91BA35DF49641466299C1A2C26A35%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De383d89ad0667bbe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA-CS85SVbgW6u0ZkZjqa7SMNUzQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De383d89ad0667bbe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82A45F6CD2626ACE521558A9A2F5F31B8E172CA2.7C41B9C2EEB91BA35DF49641466299C1A2C26A35%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De383d89ad0667bbe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA-CS85SVbgW6u0ZkZjqa7SMNUzQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison... she did not waste any time. Most of the time she would scream like Tarzan when she would run to throw the ball... it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bfec3743ab54a81e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbfec3743ab54a81e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D863FFD1B2B03C1A1D4B1C220A62ACF8D9A23CCC.7DF5947348F80A04C583005803A289D6B2DEA675%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbfec3743ab54a81e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1W1bWwLRh07mohd2upiWqfdQYss&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbfec3743ab54a81e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D863FFD1B2B03C1A1D4B1C220A62ACF8D9A23CCC.7DF5947348F80A04C583005803A289D6B2DEA675%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbfec3743ab54a81e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1W1bWwLRh07mohd2upiWqfdQYss&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-5897185297695854249?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5897185297695854249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5897185297695854249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5897185297695854249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5897185297695854249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-fun.html' title='Memorial Day Fun'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHAFHUIkdKM/TeUKx6aZR1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/dxVdn6fkeJc/s72-c/242600_10150206345574349_850644348_6951822_4780718_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-845682321240952866</id><published>2011-05-01T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:53:17.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving point Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>I signed up for a half marathon in November. I thought if I signed up,  it would motivate me to run all winter long. Well.. It sorta did. I did  train more this winter than ever before.. however.. not enough to say  that I was prepared. So I am nervous... to make matters worse.. the day before my race.. it snows. Nothing that stick on the ground though.. so I am a little more worried about this race than I was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I get up at 5:30 am.. and there is 2 to 3 inches of snow at my house, and its still coming down. I was sick to my stomach... But I got up.. and got ready.. and went to the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a a picture about 10 minutes before the race starts. The sky is clearing up.. But its still SO SO SO cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooWCRIT4mW8/Tb2-CTZbKRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ASm09nM8uuc/s1600/d3b8548c6098.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooWCRIT4mW8/Tb2-CTZbKRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ASm09nM8uuc/s400/d3b8548c6098.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601842458294692114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was so hard. This course had lots of ups and down. Not my favorite course, but it was beautiful! Running through the tulip festival, with the snow on all of the flowers.. and the sun coming out. I could smell the cherry blossoms, and the air was super clear. It ended up being a pretty fun race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.. closing in on the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6ILBzkifco/Tb29DqWDWlI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SIZNfLFzgJw/s1600/DSCF3502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B6ILBzkifco/Tb29DqWDWlI/AAAAAAAAAm4/SIZNfLFzgJw/s400/DSCF3502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601841382122805842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And crossing!!! I made it!  The time on the clock is not my real time. Its a chip timed race.. which means that your time starts when you cross the starting line. I did not get to the starting line right at first.. so my real finishing time was 2:44. That is 20 seconds faster than my time on the halloween half! And this course was tougher!!!  I did awesome!!! So awesome that after I crossed the finish line, I started to cry. It was such a great moment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijFXnVvV9SE/Tb29DVULL-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/T6rQzZAkGmw/s1600/DSCF3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijFXnVvV9SE/Tb29DVULL-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/T6rQzZAkGmw/s400/DSCF3503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601841376477786082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race.. with the finish line in the back ground!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vx6S_i-mCv4/Tb29C-8UVeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/b6aGQdi7Vg8/s1600/DSCF3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vx6S_i-mCv4/Tb29C-8UVeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/b6aGQdi7Vg8/s400/DSCF3504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601841370472142306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around mile 5 I feel a blister coming on... I did not want my life to be miserable. So I named my Blister.. that way I could talk to it, and hopefully not get a bad attitude. A bad attitude, with 8 miles left to go.. could be disastrous.  I would like you to meet... ANDREW the blister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjS_Bx5ly50/Tb28wKw7a_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/co2gqM8sW7g/s1600/2011-04-30%2B10.51.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjS_Bx5ly50/Tb28wKw7a_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/co2gqM8sW7g/s400/2011-04-30%2B10.51.43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601841047228083186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you could not spot him above.. I circled him... Biggest blister I have ever had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--36ng99fWqo/Tb28v7y7R7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/u34SlyKvVFs/s1600/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--36ng99fWqo/Tb28v7y7R7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/u34SlyKvVFs/s400/edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601841043209930674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad that I signed up for this race, and that I finished it. It was a true race against myself. And I won. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-845682321240952866?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/845682321240952866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=845682321240952866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/845682321240952866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/845682321240952866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/05/thanksgiving-point-half-marathon.html' title='Thanksgiving point Half Marathon'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooWCRIT4mW8/Tb2-CTZbKRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ASm09nM8uuc/s72-c/d3b8548c6098.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7877682324841029713</id><published>2011-04-16T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T20:27:19.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motercycle Date</title><content type='html'>Tyes friend let us borrow his bike for a day! It was awesome! I cannot wait to get our own bike. The helmet that I used was a little too small for me.. if you look in the picture below, you can see how it squished my cheeks. :) But I would rather have squished cheeks than a squished head any day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jw_4OQFV3r4/TapdhVslQJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/oY5gce8pUW4/s1600/Paige%2BHelmet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jw_4OQFV3r4/TapdhVslQJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/oY5gce8pUW4/s400/Paige%2BHelmet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596388314302464146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ujs-aucRTmc/TapdbFVJnYI/AAAAAAAAAlo/jQJDbsKbJyQ/s1600/bike%2Bride%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ujs-aucRTmc/TapdbFVJnYI/AAAAAAAAAlo/jQJDbsKbJyQ/s400/bike%2Bride%2B%25232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596388206830001538" 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/6630925187406280175-7877682324841029713?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7877682324841029713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7877682324841029713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7877682324841029713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7877682324841029713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/motercycle-date.html' title='Motercycle Date'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jw_4OQFV3r4/TapdhVslQJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/oY5gce8pUW4/s72-c/Paige%2BHelmet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3274909177006930188</id><published>2011-04-05T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:43:24.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paiges Creative Side</title><content type='html'>I was given a dresser. Well... as you can see.. its pretty old. So I gave it a quick face lift last night as I watched Tangled. Here are some of the before pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9id3MdWGtOs/TZtFrkMmeoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XDKYgmFCuKg/s1600/DSCF3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9id3MdWGtOs/TZtFrkMmeoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XDKYgmFCuKg/s400/DSCF3495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592139977063824002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZkUnF4BdsM/TZtFnR0gonI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DWjWqjYs2vI/s1600/DSCF3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZkUnF4BdsM/TZtFnR0gonI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DWjWqjYs2vI/s400/DSCF3497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592139903411462770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here are the after pictures. Its a little busy.. but I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jqD-2DyFDN8/TZtFRA5Q0fI/AAAAAAAAAkw/PE6v8eopVKs/s1600/DSCF3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jqD-2DyFDN8/TZtFRA5Q0fI/AAAAAAAAAkw/PE6v8eopVKs/s400/DSCF3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592139520910873074" 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/6630925187406280175-3274909177006930188?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3274909177006930188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3274909177006930188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3274909177006930188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3274909177006930188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/paiges-creative-side.html' title='Paiges Creative Side'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9id3MdWGtOs/TZtFrkMmeoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XDKYgmFCuKg/s72-c/DSCF3495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-492013356066484794</id><published>2011-04-05T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:36:44.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Moab</title><content type='html'>I had such a great time in Moab!! I will admit that I got a little scared on a few of the jeep trails, but I believe that next time I will do much better now that I know what to expect. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZQA2FaAUgI/TZtEQ4xfE0I/AAAAAAAAAko/XAb1nstVTFs/s1600/Run%2BFinisher.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6YjJ2uraDM/TZtELjfJ9AI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PjeQk6Yuw6Y/s1600/DSCF3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6YjJ2uraDM/TZtELjfJ9AI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PjeQk6Yuw6Y/s400/DSCF3453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592138327605769218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kUpwblrtv_Y/TZtD8m4It0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/xkFH9fGfP1c/s1600/DSCF3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kUpwblrtv_Y/TZtD8m4It0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/xkFH9fGfP1c/s400/DSCF3426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592138070817814338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sr333zS9OaY/TZtDRzEBNrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DJ1PksMtbio/s1600/DSCF3465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sr333zS9OaY/TZtDRzEBNrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DJ1PksMtbio/s400/DSCF3465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592137335354504882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the main reasons we planned this trip is so I could go down and run. I ended up changing my half marathon to a 5 mile run and I am so glad that I did. My shoes are kinda old, and my legs started to go numb about a mile into my run. Guess my shoes were done..  I was able to finish the race and I was so happy to be done, and get those shoes off of my feet! They have been retired, never to be worn again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZQA2FaAUgI/TZtEQ4xfE0I/AAAAAAAAAko/XAb1nstVTFs/s1600/Run%2BFinisher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZQA2FaAUgI/TZtEQ4xfE0I/AAAAAAAAAko/XAb1nstVTFs/s400/Run%2BFinisher.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592138419219141442" 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/6630925187406280175-492013356066484794?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/492013356066484794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=492013356066484794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/492013356066484794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/492013356066484794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/trip-to-moab.html' title='Trip to Moab'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6YjJ2uraDM/TZtELjfJ9AI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PjeQk6Yuw6Y/s72-c/DSCF3453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8906477294989520694</id><published>2011-04-05T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:28:15.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My drive to work.</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures from my drive to work the other day.. It was awesome. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wt5gadjM9p4/TZtDCX5ef0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/kAlMKsz_1mU/s1600/DSCF3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQWCTnVAxBs/TZtCyjvffqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/78cJJ5tCb3Q/s1600/DSCF3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQWCTnVAxBs/TZtCyjvffqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/78cJJ5tCb3Q/s400/DSCF3290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592136798665932450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSyvQ7c9vqE/TZtCne4H-OI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FjfHmQCOSiU/s1600/DSCF3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSyvQ7c9vqE/TZtCne4H-OI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FjfHmQCOSiU/s400/DSCF3288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592136608381401314" 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/6630925187406280175-8906477294989520694?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8906477294989520694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8906477294989520694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8906477294989520694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8906477294989520694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-drive-to-work.html' title='My drive to work.'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQWCTnVAxBs/TZtCyjvffqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/78cJJ5tCb3Q/s72-c/DSCF3290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4063792491311886757</id><published>2011-04-05T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:25:17.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Love</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of my doggie. I personally believe that she is the cutest doggie in the world... so I find myself taking pictures of her all the time. Here are a few of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to play in the snow. But her fur is so long, that it sticks to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBOlVqBmgDw/TZtBSpgoTeI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ZtlnsmdY5Pk/s1600/Edited%2BSnow%2BPuppy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBOlVqBmgDw/TZtBSpgoTeI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ZtlnsmdY5Pk/s400/Edited%2BSnow%2BPuppy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592135150946766306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tye did not want to get a dog.. but I kinda got one any ways. Here he is playing with her. He might not admit it, but he is glad I got a dog too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AToLpWQRyQ/TZtA3FGGCvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/v4BqWDKEn34/s1600/DSCF3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_AToLpWQRyQ/TZtA3FGGCvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/v4BqWDKEn34/s400/DSCF3489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592134677315324658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nieces when to pirate island for dinner a while ago.. and they got eye patches. I decided to see how Shiesa would look as a pirate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZBgd3ZK3Yg/TZtAw5z0JeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Pg6TtdxWIMI/s1600/DSCF3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZBgd3ZK3Yg/TZtAw5z0JeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Pg6TtdxWIMI/s400/DSCF3307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592134571206649314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gave her a hair cut the other day. This is a pretty bad picture of her, but you can tell how un-fuzzy her face is. She looks like a new dog, but still pretty darn cute! You can see her underbite in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igO05_iBjBw/TZtCIgeRf3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/b6R1rcmz-dY/s1600/DSCF3493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igO05_iBjBw/TZtCIgeRf3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/b6R1rcmz-dY/s400/DSCF3493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592136076233899890" 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/6630925187406280175-4063792491311886757?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4063792491311886757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4063792491311886757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4063792491311886757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4063792491311886757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBOlVqBmgDw/TZtBSpgoTeI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ZtlnsmdY5Pk/s72-c/Edited%2BSnow%2BPuppy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-476318903335641641</id><published>2011-04-05T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:17:36.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding with the Nieces</title><content type='html'>We decided to go sledding a few months back, and we had a blast. There   was not much snow on the ground, but just enough that we could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FGzqGPNITM/TZtAFUGs11I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2OO1UmwsQ4w/s1600/DSCF3283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FGzqGPNITM/TZtAFUGs11I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2OO1UmwsQ4w/s400/DSCF3283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592133822350939986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the girls at the top of the hill. It was quite a hike to get to the top. Madison and Avery said that its the "Best sledding hill EVER".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqtiA7rtCmw/TZs__3wNYEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/8u4UC972aYU/s1600/DSCF3281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqtiA7rtCmw/TZs__3wNYEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/8u4UC972aYU/s400/DSCF3281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592133728841064514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hill was so big that Livy decided to be the photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JEuLLujjKV0/TZs2b1yLV3I/AAAAAAAAAjA/TorvfgT5kzw/s1600/DSCF3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JEuLLujjKV0/TZs2b1yLV3I/AAAAAAAAAjA/TorvfgT5kzw/s400/DSCF3271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592123214232508274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRB862x8ZoE/TZs19Q7yFYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pEolysJlRms/s1600/DSCF3283.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got there it was beautiful, however there was a storm that was coming in. We only sledded for about 30 minutes. Here is the mountain before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UfB5IrNGhw/TZs10TW90tI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qDlkjrbg4Vg/s1600/DSCF3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UfB5IrNGhw/TZs10TW90tI/AAAAAAAAAiw/qDlkjrbg4Vg/s200/DSCF3268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592122534976672466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the mountains when we left.. the storm blew in fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuFQIlYHbiI/TZs1kzH0hmI/AAAAAAAAAio/T-2WhYypVxY/s1600/DSCF3284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuFQIlYHbiI/TZs1kzH0hmI/AAAAAAAAAio/T-2WhYypVxY/s200/DSCF3284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592122268625176162" 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/6630925187406280175-476318903335641641?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/476318903335641641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=476318903335641641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/476318903335641641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/476318903335641641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/04/sledding-with-nieces.html' title='Sledding with the Nieces'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FGzqGPNITM/TZtAFUGs11I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2OO1UmwsQ4w/s72-c/DSCF3283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-278672322573137987</id><published>2011-03-03T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:44:17.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no... um.. Write. :)</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since I updated anything on here. Here is some of the things that have happened in the Viehweg house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Scarlet, and their three girls moved in with us. We live with Tye's mom, so we really have a full house now. And I LOVE IT. There is always someone to talk to, always someone to laugh with, always someone to cook for, or to cook for me. Always someone to spoil my dog.. the list goes on and on. Scarlet is a great mother, and I am learning so much from her and how tender she is with her children and her husband in the stressful time. Tye's mom is so patient, and so giving. I am learning a lot from her about being selfless. Needless to say, this has been a great experience for me, I'm not sure everyone else involved can say the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am running my 2nd half marathon in two weeks and two days. AHHHAHDRHDHAHHA  I am pretty much freaking out. I have not trained well enough, and I am not sure I am going to be able to do it without a runner buddy. Yes, I am running this one all by myself. Its going to be a great test for me to see if I can push myself to do something with only my own moral support. I am a horrible push over when it comes to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tye has finished painting his jeep green and he has got most of his parts done. It looks fantastic. I am so proud of him. I believe he is pretty proud of himself too. We are going to Moab in two weeks for my race, and well... you just can't go to Moab and not jeep when you own a jeep. So.. Jeeping here we come. Its going to be my first time, and I am kinda nervous. Tye is so excited it is all he talks about, all he thinks about, and I am sure he has even dreamed about it. Multiple times. He is finally getting to share something with me that he is super passionate about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother Colter also bought a jeep and his family is going to come down to Moab with us!! Can I just tell you how much I love that my husband and my brother are friends!! It means so much to me. They are two of my most favorite people, and being able to be around them both at the same time, is heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tye is doing really well in school, and is hating every moment of it. (That's how i know he is still sane -- really... who likes school) :) He has about two years left, but might need to take a semester off for sanity reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats some of what has been going on in our neck of the woods! Hope you all are doing great! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-278672322573137987?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/278672322573137987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=278672322573137987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/278672322573137987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/278672322573137987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-time-no-um-write.html' title='Long time no... um.. Write. :)'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3460175355712539088</id><published>2011-01-15T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:51:59.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Running, Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TTIk3zppUnI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2hxdqpWchGM/s1600/homer_running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TTIk3zppUnI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2hxdqpWchGM/s400/homer_running.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562549030932271730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have decided that I want to run in TEN races. So far I am signed up for three half marathons. So that means I have 7 more races to sign up for!! (Not all half marathons!) I would love to find people to run with. Its always more fun to run with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fast runner, so if you are reading this thinking.. you go girl.. but not for me.. well.. *slap* stop that!!! Anyone can come and run with me. Some of the races that I want to do are only 3 miles long, and you can walk them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you are signed up for any races, or if you would like to sign up for some with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3460175355712539088?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3460175355712539088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3460175355712539088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3460175355712539088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3460175355712539088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2011/01/running-running-runner.html' title='Running Running, Runner'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TTIk3zppUnI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2hxdqpWchGM/s72-c/homer_running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-693314465464983052</id><published>2010-12-31T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:11:16.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TR63ZQ6z3SI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DZcm9U8LHo8/s1600/d8c8e4f52e66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TR63ZQ6z3SI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DZcm9U8LHo8/s400/d8c8e4f52e66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557080634888019234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year me and Tye got to party with his nieces. First we watched Bednobs and Broomsticks and then we lit  some fire works and drank some hot coco as we ate ice cream. We even wore awesome hats and blew awesome horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is blury.. but you can still see how cute they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5e65f90afe660203" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e65f90afe660203%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4746296E1D3E691ACC2F0208489BFB722B09E424.107AEC2D318AEA818D1EE19BF637334756514DE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e65f90afe660203%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsZaOS2dIm11VUcMVG782lzNrKzk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e65f90afe660203%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331634857%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4746296E1D3E691ACC2F0208489BFB722B09E424.107AEC2D318AEA818D1EE19BF637334756514DE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e65f90afe660203%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsZaOS2dIm11VUcMVG782lzNrKzk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-693314465464983052?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/693314465464983052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=693314465464983052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/693314465464983052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/693314465464983052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TR63ZQ6z3SI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DZcm9U8LHo8/s72-c/d8c8e4f52e66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5492706049816690645</id><published>2010-12-28T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:01:21.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo board photo frame</title><content type='html'>I made a few of these to give away, and I am having a hard time letting  them go. I guess I need to go get the stuff to make me my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRoluVBmM5I/AAAAAAAAAg4/Y95kFTSHm8k/s1600/DSCF3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRoluVBmM5I/AAAAAAAAAg4/Y95kFTSHm8k/s400/DSCF3248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555794568162980754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRol1SEjPEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/9KUY3XNlxSw/s1600/DSCF3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRol1SEjPEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/9KUY3XNlxSw/s400/DSCF3249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555794687629147202" 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/6630925187406280175-5492706049816690645?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5492706049816690645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5492706049816690645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5492706049816690645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5492706049816690645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-board-photo-frame.html' title='Photo board photo frame'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRoluVBmM5I/AAAAAAAAAg4/Y95kFTSHm8k/s72-c/DSCF3248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3801971893506602175</id><published>2010-12-23T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T09:59:20.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRolNrhG4qI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jF6xFpPk18I/s1600/DSCF3242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRolNrhG4qI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jF6xFpPk18I/s400/DSCF3242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555794007265043106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TROHGMxRDCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/D1Ikt2TSvNw/s1600/Klein%2BSheisse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TROHGMxRDCI/AAAAAAAAAgo/D1Ikt2TSvNw/s400/Klein%2BSheisse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553931306054781986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a puppy! And I love her! Her name is Sheisa. (Pronounced Shy-sa) She is half terrier and half Shih Tzu. Tye did not want a puppy at all, but I kinda just got one any ways. The day we picked her up, he fell asleep with her on the the couch, and it sealed the deal. He now loves her too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3801971893506602175?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3801971893506602175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3801971893506602175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3801971893506602175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3801971893506602175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-addition.html' title='New addition!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TRolNrhG4qI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jF6xFpPk18I/s72-c/DSCF3242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8735847640365645372</id><published>2010-10-30T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:23:13.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first half marathon!!</title><content type='html'>Today I ran my first half marathon.. and it was great. The first ten miles were not so bad... however the last mile was like hell on earth! But I made it!! And I am so proud of myself!!! The girls I ran with were also great! I could not have asked anything better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the Halloween half, so you are supposed to wear costumes. We were running fairys! Here we are a few minutes after we all finished.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TMyaQlWnNaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/cmLJ9UPPKMc/s1600/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TMyaQlWnNaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/cmLJ9UPPKMc/s400/DSC00139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533967651827037602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to do it again next year!!! If you can think of any good costume ideas... let me know!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-8735847640365645372?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8735847640365645372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8735847640365645372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8735847640365645372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8735847640365645372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-half-marathon.html' title='My first half marathon!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TMyaQlWnNaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/cmLJ9UPPKMc/s72-c/DSC00139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8593974236875666907</id><published>2010-09-06T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:23:43.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>labor day camping trip!</title><content type='html'>This is the second year in a row that we have went up to mineral basin over labor day. It is my very favorite camping spot that I have found so far in the world. When I am up there, my soul just feels at home. Somehow I am drawn there, and I have a fierce love for the area. I would love to spend all of my summer up there. This year Laine and Tade cam with us. We had a blast and even found out how to get into some of the mines, and we found a whole new trail to climb up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to do it again next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVaj9BqAZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uq2LaBA9iAQ/s1600/DSCF2885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVaj9BqAZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uq2LaBA9iAQ/s400/DSCF2885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513912892508471698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVaw9YG2BI/AAAAAAAAAfU/U1Sqsx_zrHE/s1600/DSCF2873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVaw9YG2BI/AAAAAAAAAfU/U1Sqsx_zrHE/s400/DSCF2873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513913115940935698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVa45sQ2MI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6srHObze9PA/s1600/DSCF2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVa45sQ2MI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6srHObze9PA/s400/DSCF2874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513913252390688962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVZ-Fh8K4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/6YqT0LtTwKA/s1600/DSCF2878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVZ-Fh8K4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/6YqT0LtTwKA/s400/DSCF2878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513912241956334466" 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/6630925187406280175-8593974236875666907?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8593974236875666907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8593974236875666907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8593974236875666907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8593974236875666907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-camping-trip.html' title='labor day camping trip!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TIVaj9BqAZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uq2LaBA9iAQ/s72-c/DSCF2885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-158754667826711091</id><published>2010-08-30T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:57:07.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Pictures</title><content type='html'>My friend at work took our pictures at the temple! And I love them.  My computer is being really slow.. so here is a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx9G3iOX8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/_w-zsd9zKS8/s1600/Tye+%26+Paige-5+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx9G3iOX8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/_w-zsd9zKS8/s400/Tye+%26+Paige-5+bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511417600934830018" 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/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx8zVxbTpI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Z9JKcaDuDl0/s1600/Tye+%26+Paige-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx8zVxbTpI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Z9JKcaDuDl0/s400/Tye+%26+Paige-21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511417265454272146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx8Z9WHP9I/AAAAAAAAAes/qgGQU4eEM0o/s1600/Tye+%26+Paige-61+subtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx8Z9WHP9I/AAAAAAAAAes/qgGQU4eEM0o/s400/Tye+%26+Paige-61+subtle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511416829400530898" 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/6630925187406280175-158754667826711091?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/158754667826711091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=158754667826711091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/158754667826711091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/158754667826711091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/08/temple-pictures.html' title='Temple Pictures'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/THx9G3iOX8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/_w-zsd9zKS8/s72-c/Tye+%26+Paige-5+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3541848829771698922</id><published>2010-08-16T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:34:55.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TGm8JGdScVI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QYt078lgai4/s1600/Salt_Lake_Temple,_Fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506138883975442770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TGm8JGdScVI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QYt078lgai4/s400/Salt_Lake_Temple,_Fog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like just yesterday I was running around trying to get all of the last minute thigns done before I got married. But.. its been a year! Time has flown. And now.. we are being SEALED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to recieve our endowments in the Manti Temple, and then be sealed the next day in the Salt Lake Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both so excited!! And so greatful to be able to take this next step in our lives! Its going to be amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3541848829771698922?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3541848829771698922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3541848829771698922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3541848829771698922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3541848829771698922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come...'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TGm8JGdScVI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QYt078lgai4/s72-c/Salt_Lake_Temple,_Fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4808961718058230539</id><published>2010-06-09T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:41:19.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More baby onesies</title><content type='html'>My friend is having twin boys. So I made them each a onesie, but i wanted to do something different and new. I think they turned out awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQfEGiJtI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IlufVkXPQeg/s1600/DSCF2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQfEGiJtI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IlufVkXPQeg/s400/DSCF2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480969241117206226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQPJ-HNKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DJsU8LRVrMc/s1600/DSCF2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQPJ-HNKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DJsU8LRVrMc/s400/DSCF2589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480968967814591650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQG-mK87I/AAAAAAAAAdo/fstyrhCLtMw/s1600/DSCF2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQG-mK87I/AAAAAAAAAdo/fstyrhCLtMw/s400/DSCF2590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480968827322430386" 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/6630925187406280175-4808961718058230539?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4808961718058230539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4808961718058230539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4808961718058230539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4808961718058230539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-baby-onesies.html' title='More baby onesies'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TBBQfEGiJtI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IlufVkXPQeg/s72-c/DSCF2591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5246051648086045318</id><published>2010-06-07T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:45:37.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small and Simple Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TA3KzKOveuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/0K6NuLyg5dk/s1600/by+small+and+simple+things+are+great+things+brought+to+pass%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TA3KzKOveuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/0K6NuLyg5dk/s400/by+small+and+simple+things+are+great+things+brought+to+pass%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480259301848087266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Tye watched a scary movie tonight. Right after the movie, he went do do his homework, and I jumped in the shower to get ready for bed. All of a sudden, I got really scared. All of the horror movies that I had ever watched came into my head. I was terrified. So, naturally I started singing primary songs, and I refused to look in the mirror or close my eyes. By the time I was done, I was no longer afraid. In fact, the spirit was with me. I was calm and serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking. Why Primary songs?? I have been told by many people that when I am scared, to sing my favorite Primary song. But why? Sure they are short and simple, and everyone who has grown up in the church, or who has kids that are growing up in the church knows them. But why not say... recite your favorite conference talk. Everyone has a conference talk that means something to them. Or they could say, repeat the sacrament prayers. We hear them week after week. Surely we know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that its the small and Simple things that can have the most impact on our lives. Reading the Scriptures, saying our prayers and going to church. All of church. I know that in that moment, when I was scared, I could not think of the sacrament prayers, and no church talks stood out in my mind, but those primary songs came back loud and clear. Sweet, and small and Simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-5246051648086045318?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5246051648086045318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5246051648086045318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5246051648086045318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5246051648086045318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/06/small-and-simple-things.html' title='Small and Simple Things'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/TA3KzKOveuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/0K6NuLyg5dk/s72-c/by+small+and+simple+things+are+great+things+brought+to+pass%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8419817338961854519</id><published>2010-05-11T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:57:05.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruffle Butt Onesie, and Ruffle Butt Baby shower Invite</title><content type='html'>I have a few baby showers to go to, and a few baby showers to help throw. Here are some of the things I have done for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a onesie I made. I am pretty proud of it. It turned out so cute!! Thanks Alicia for the inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYXgAozsI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gZ4-_xC0Vwk/s1600/DSCF2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYXgAozsI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gZ4-_xC0Vwk/s400/DSCF2575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470211489403555522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYRqpcnQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DPUWXK_5WcU/s1600/DSCF2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYRqpcnQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DPUWXK_5WcU/s400/DSCF2576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470211389179862274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is an invite that I made. Complete with ruffle butt! I love them! They turned out great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYMDAWtgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5MZiHfGMpZs/s1600/DSCF2578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYMDAWtgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5MZiHfGMpZs/s400/DSCF2578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470211292639180290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYC9Pvy1I/AAAAAAAAAdA/YKna7oSCq-I/s1600/DSCF2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYC9Pvy1I/AAAAAAAAAdA/YKna7oSCq-I/s400/DSCF2580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470211136474303314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oX86c34XI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ezob0NJs9is/s1600/DSCF2575.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/6630925187406280175-8419817338961854519?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8419817338961854519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8419817338961854519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8419817338961854519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8419817338961854519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/05/ruffle-butt-onesie-and-ruffle-butt-baby.html' title='Ruffle Butt Onesie, and Ruffle Butt Baby shower Invite'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S-oYXgAozsI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gZ4-_xC0Vwk/s72-c/DSCF2575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-6052088494132526062</id><published>2010-04-29T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:27:34.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downhearted by my own slacking off</title><content type='html'>So, I really really wanted to run in the half marathon, mainly to prove that I can be self-motivated. That I will not give up. And because I thought that running every day would help me lose weight. I was super excited about it and I thought it would be easy. But… I slacked off. I got sick and did not train. I did go to the gym more times than not, but I would run a mile and then go home. I really hated working out, becuase I was behind, and discouraged. Every morning my alarm woudl go off at 5:30 am and I would want to cry. Every night, I wanted to stay at work late so I would have an excuse not to go home and work out. I decided I needed to stop the madness, and wait until next year when had better prepaired myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I was lying in bed, upset at myself, part of Alma 34 kept resounding in my head. I have changed the words to fit my dilemma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 For behold, this month is the time for Paige to prepare for her run; yea, behold the day of this run is the day for Paige to show proof of her labors.&lt;br /&gt;33 And now, as I said unto you before, as ye have had so many reminders from Tye , therefore, I beseech of you that ye do not procrastinate the day of your training until the end; for after this month, which is given you to prepare for your race, behold, if you do not improve your time while in this month, then cometh the day of the race wherein there can be no labor performed.&lt;br /&gt;34 Ye cannot say, when ye are brought to that awful crisis that I will train, that I will return to the gym now. Nay, ye cannot say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized, that its too late. I do not have time to train for this marathon. I procrastinated too long. The thought of running this race, makes me sick to my stomach. I am simply not even close to ready. Good news is, I am not giving up. I am going to still go to the gym every day. I am going to watch what I eat. And I will train for a half marathon, when I am more prepared, and have more time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-6052088494132526062?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6052088494132526062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=6052088494132526062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6052088494132526062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6052088494132526062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/04/downhearted-by-my-own-slacking-off.html' title='Downhearted by my own slacking off'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1134422758283533424</id><published>2010-04-16T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:44:56.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S8jKOcIe4NI/AAAAAAAAAcw/wOM5nWTIh_s/s1600/Road+to+happiness.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460836897605476562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S8jKOcIe4NI/AAAAAAAAAcw/wOM5nWTIh_s/s400/Road+to+happiness.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have been having a hard time being happy this week. My attitude has been horrible. And I have been taking it all out on my poor husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a whole week of praying and trying to find out why I am so sad... I finally recieved my answer. Today my fortune read: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find the road to your happiness by helping others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I should have known this. I don't know how many scriptures I have read where they said that same thing, or how many church talks I have listed to, that pound that into us. Hopefully I will be able to learn my lesson, and have a better attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-1134422758283533424?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1134422758283533424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1134422758283533424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1134422758283533424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1134422758283533424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/04/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S8jKOcIe4NI/AAAAAAAAAcw/wOM5nWTIh_s/s72-c/Road+to+happiness.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4371111324373530939</id><published>2010-03-05T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:34:58.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S5Fq0jA1fZI/AAAAAAAAAco/st4WAG57vSo/s1600-h/DSCF2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S5Fq0jA1fZI/AAAAAAAAAco/st4WAG57vSo/s400/DSCF2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445250875452128658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally was able to sell my truck yesterday! Selling that truck was more than just getting rid of a gas guzzling vehicle.  It was the one last remaining piece of the person I used to be. I now feel like I am a new person. Everything that reminded me of who I used to be is gone!! I know that I will get a truck again some time in the future.. but for now.. I am going to enjoy trying something new!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-4371111324373530939?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4371111324373530939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4371111324373530939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4371111324373530939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4371111324373530939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-long.html' title='So long!!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S5Fq0jA1fZI/AAAAAAAAAco/st4WAG57vSo/s72-c/DSCF2517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8288558921912578559</id><published>2010-02-15T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:20:33.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day fun!</title><content type='html'>I was bummed that Valentines day was on a Sunday this year. So on Friday I decorated Tye's jeep while it was parked at school. :) Here is what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3md2nZmA8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/29VL4ny2Zwo/s1600-h/DSCF2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3md2nZmA8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/29VL4ny2Zwo/s400/DSCF2535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438551586641413058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3meEtn13TI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QHnGNTSRZGU/s1600-h/DSCF2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3meEtn13TI/AAAAAAAAAcg/QHnGNTSRZGU/s400/DSCF2538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438551828829953330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3md9lDdgjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/t50DVahlf9c/s1600-h/DSCF2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3md9lDdgjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/t50DVahlf9c/s400/DSCF2536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438551706270794290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Sunday Tye gave me the most beautiful necklace that he got for me in Hawaii. :) We slept in and watched movies and went to church. It ended up being the perfect day! Thanks babe!! I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures of my necklace as soon as I can take some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-8288558921912578559?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8288558921912578559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8288558921912578559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8288558921912578559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8288558921912578559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-fun.html' title='Valentines day fun!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3md2nZmA8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/29VL4ny2Zwo/s72-c/DSCF2535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-688956041771807241</id><published>2010-02-13T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:15:37.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Valley Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3dAlWPFVXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uwPOZu3KKvk/s1600-h/utah-valley-marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437886085441344882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3dAlWPFVXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uwPOZu3KKvk/s400/utah-valley-marathon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have been wanting to do something for myself. Something that would challenge me and give me a sense of satisfaction when I finished it. For the life of me, I could not find anything that felt right, or that stuck. I also want to get into better shape. But the thought of going to the gym just to "get into shape" was not a motivator for me. I had been toying with ideas of how to accomlish this, but i kept giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was driving on the free way and I saw a billboard for the Utah Valley Marathon. And it got me thinking. In fact.. it seemed like it was always on my mind. So, I prayed about it. And I drove the course that I would have to run.. and I prayed some more. I did not want to sign up for something that I would end up quiting because I was not committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered talking to my sister in law Scarlet a month or so ago. She said that training for the half marathon gave her the incentive she needed to stay in shape and to keep going. And when I watched her cross the finish line of her first race... I could tell she was proud of herself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I got my answer. I was going to run the half marathon. It all felt right. I was able to find some training schedules that worked perfect for me and started out at my level, and I was so excited to get started! That night, I started my training!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short.... I am runing in the half marathon. I am super excited, and I am working my butt off trying to eat healthy, and hitting the gym to do my training. And thank you Scarlet for being such a great example to me... and for being the sister that I always wanted, but never dreamed I would actually have!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437885993374419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3dAf_QniZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/REB4MZg7CEo/s400/utah-valley-half-marathon-map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-688956041771807241?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/688956041771807241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=688956041771807241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/688956041771807241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/688956041771807241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2010/02/utah-valley-half-marathon.html' title='Utah Valley Half Marathon'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/S3dAlWPFVXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uwPOZu3KKvk/s72-c/utah-valley-marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7989101529449205577</id><published>2009-11-21T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:28:21.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little more bragging...</title><content type='html'>Since I posted two posts about some of my nieces... I thought I should post about my other niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Aibree wearing Tye's sunglasses! Isn't she a doll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhpW8RApmI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wrX0cCUDdv8/s1600/DSCF2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhpW8RApmI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wrX0cCUDdv8/s400/DSCF2183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406687195513792098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhpTeHsvAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/x9_cvbYp608/s1600/DSCF2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhpTeHsvAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/x9_cvbYp608/s400/DSCF2182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406687135882066946" border="0" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7989101529449205577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7989101529449205577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7989101529449205577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-little-more-bragging.html' title='Just a little more bragging...'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhpW8RApmI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wrX0cCUDdv8/s72-c/DSCF2183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2790990324778916705</id><published>2009-11-21T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:07:39.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the girls</title><content type='html'>Here are some videos of the girls showing off their skills on the bean bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1901003857ce533" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2790990324778916705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2790990324778916705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2790990324778916705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/video-of-girls.html' title='Video of the girls'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-365152893755326311</id><published>2009-11-21T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:52:03.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping in the leaves with the girls!</title><content type='html'>This weekend the girls came to sleep over. We watched a movie, and ate ice cream and made a fort and jumped in the leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are! Aren't they beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhghmehJTI/AAAAAAAAAao/aYArh9B2bjs/s1600/DSCF2216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhghmehJTI/AAAAAAAAAao/aYArh9B2bjs/s400/DSCF2216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406677483038778674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Madison jumping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhgalS4YOI/AAAAAAAAAag/_4iY9Bm5mU0/s1600/DSCF2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhgalS4YOI/AAAAAAAAAag/_4iY9Bm5mU0/s400/DSCF2221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406677362462449890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Olivia Jumping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhgUiOZ4oI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9zuokKqGu2Y/s1600/DSCF2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhgUiOZ4oI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9zuokKqGu2Y/s400/DSCF2235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406677258559152770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is Avery jumping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhgNtMkxRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/04R3PTs6Uuk/s1600/DSCF2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhgNtMkxRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/04R3PTs6Uuk/s400/DSCF2227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406677141245183250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these girls to death!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-365152893755326311?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/365152893755326311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=365152893755326311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/365152893755326311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/365152893755326311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/jumping-in-leaves-with-girls.html' title='Jumping in the leaves with the girls!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhghmehJTI/AAAAAAAAAao/aYArh9B2bjs/s72-c/DSCF2216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2122504038581458688</id><published>2009-11-21T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:45:46.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure Hunting!</title><content type='html'>The other day I went treasure hunting! ok ok.. I actually lost the remote, and in my quest to find it, I ended up cleaning out the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of some of the things that I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Remote!!&lt;br /&gt;21 dice&lt;br /&gt;pocket knife&lt;br /&gt;magazine from 1999&lt;br /&gt;93 Pennies&lt;br /&gt;12 nickels&lt;br /&gt;Dime&lt;br /&gt;Quarter&lt;br /&gt;11 pens and pencils&lt;br /&gt;2 crayons&lt;br /&gt;3 socks&lt;br /&gt;a glow in the dark necklace&lt;br /&gt;half of an army man&lt;br /&gt;a car&lt;br /&gt;a watch&lt;br /&gt;Cloths pin&lt;br /&gt;half a bag of chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;enough rice to feed china&lt;br /&gt;peanut butter lid&lt;br /&gt;And so much garbage!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is all of the good stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhfKOVpgrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qrqQ9ORQXk8/s1600/DSCF2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhfKOVpgrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qrqQ9ORQXk8/s400/DSCF2212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406675981910508210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is all of the garbage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhfYiVwokI/AAAAAAAAAaI/69x7Ks4EzfM/s1600/DSCF2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhfYiVwokI/AAAAAAAAAaI/69x7Ks4EzfM/s400/DSCF2210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406676227797852738" 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/6630925187406280175-2122504038581458688?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2122504038581458688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2122504038581458688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2122504038581458688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2122504038581458688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/treasure-hunting.html' title='Treasure Hunting!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SwhfKOVpgrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qrqQ9ORQXk8/s72-c/DSCF2212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-6020719744353886401</id><published>2009-11-13T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:23:13.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilting Class Success!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Sv2HzVh3d9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CKP7j6lBM18/s1600-h/DSCF2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Sv2HzVh3d9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CKP7j6lBM18/s400/DSCF2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403624443936733138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the blocks that we made in the quilting class that I teach. I made the girl in pink, and Vanessa made the girl in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she has the quilt pieced together she will add button boobs, and flowers in the girls hair, and all sorts of fun stuff!! Her quilt is going to be super cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn how to quilt, just let me know. I still have room for a few more in my Quilting classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-6020719744353886401?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6020719744353886401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=6020719744353886401' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6020719744353886401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6020719744353886401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/quilting-class-success.html' title='Quilting Class Success!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Sv2HzVh3d9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CKP7j6lBM18/s72-c/DSCF2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3068140732420210667</id><published>2009-11-04T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:21:07.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects coming together</title><content type='html'>Here are a few of my projects that I have been working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the squares about half way done for this quilt. It is also going to have a different lay out. I just wanted to get them up on my design wall to see how many I have finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGajzF--EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/urDDw_tObB4/s1600-h/DSCF2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGajzF--EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/urDDw_tObB4/s400/DSCF2205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400267367995340866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a picture of a square from this quilt in a blog a few days back, and now its all put together and hopefully getting quilted tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sold on it though. I don't know if I even like it enough to want to give it to someone, but maybe the quilting will change my mind, and will help me to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGaf6ExV1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/uPevGiH8RjU/s1600-h/DSCF2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGaf6ExV1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/uPevGiH8RjU/s400/DSCF2202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400267301149824850" 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/6630925187406280175-3068140732420210667?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3068140732420210667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3068140732420210667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3068140732420210667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3068140732420210667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/projects-coming-together.html' title='Projects coming together'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGajzF--EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/urDDw_tObB4/s72-c/DSCF2205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3633108595657343320</id><published>2009-11-04T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:13:57.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of us at the Halloween party. They are not the best, but you can at least tell that I was princess Leia. And Tye was a sailor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZ-nXwKuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/EanldXqudaM/s1600-h/DSCF2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZ-nXwKuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/EanldXqudaM/s400/DSCF2201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400266729193482978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZ5vXs4jI/AAAAAAAAAZY/b2lqINPEHwE/s1600-h/DSCF2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZ5vXs4jI/AAAAAAAAAZY/b2lqINPEHwE/s400/DSCF2199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400266645441405490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZwq6tZOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rZ4W0c7trVY/s1600-h/DSCF2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZwq6tZOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/rZ4W0c7trVY/s400/DSCF2198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400266489627239650" 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/6630925187406280175-3633108595657343320?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3633108595657343320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3633108595657343320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3633108595657343320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3633108595657343320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SvGZ-nXwKuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/EanldXqudaM/s72-c/DSCF2201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1247588915894308974</id><published>2009-10-15T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:48:44.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So when I left to go to work this morning, this was my view!! It was stunning!! The picutre for sure does not do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcvXiO6TuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0fq5-1Ps5HE/s1600-h/DSCF2159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcvXiO6TuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0fq5-1Ps5HE/s400/DSCF2159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392831160172302050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, I wanted to show you the projects that I am working on. I am going to make a stain glass window quilt with the colors below. Hopefully I will be able to get started on it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcyQZRbNtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ml56k05Bccw/s1600-h/DSCF2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcyQZRbNtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ml56k05Bccw/s400/DSCF2155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392834336042727122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a baby quilt that I am making. I only have a few more blocks to make and then I get to figure out how I am going to arrange them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcyhvnRIII/AAAAAAAAAY4/E-U77v2yatQ/s1600-h/DSCF2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcyhvnRIII/AAAAAAAAAY4/E-U77v2yatQ/s400/DSCF2156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392834634097696898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my humble quilting room... well corner. :) But it works great for me. I am super excited to have a place all my own where I can work on my craftiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcypStWQGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GfmAqGkgxao/s1600-h/DSCF2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcypStWQGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GfmAqGkgxao/s400/DSCF2157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392834763777523810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least... this is my Halloween costume this year. Some of our friends thought it would be fun if we got to pick out our spouses costumes this year. Me, Lacie and Ashlee thought it would be great if our husbands all went as sailors!! So that is what Tye is going to be. And below is what he chose for me. :) I think he did a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcyxY0Z_BI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Tes1RNSgSF8/s1600-h/Costume.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcyxY0Z_BI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Tes1RNSgSF8/s400/Costume.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392834902856694802" 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/6630925187406280175-1247588915894308974?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1247588915894308974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1247588915894308974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1247588915894308974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1247588915894308974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-when-i-left-to-go-to-work-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StcvXiO6TuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0fq5-1Ps5HE/s72-c/DSCF2159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1524911691818586888</id><published>2009-10-12T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:51:12.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New passion in life...</title><content type='html'>QUILTING!! Its my new passion. I could spend hours looking on line for new quilting Ideas, or new ways to do things. And I could spend even more time actually sewing! Not to mention the fact that I could spend thousands in the blink of an eye... and still think of things that i would want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this picture of someones sewing room on a blog..  And I almost peed my pants.. Isn't it great!! I would kill to have a room like that... and a quilting machine.. and all of that fabric...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StOrLfQVOvI/AAAAAAAAAYg/yL2R2hHmfp0/s1600-h/DSC08250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StOrLfQVOvI/AAAAAAAAAYg/yL2R2hHmfp0/s400/DSC08250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391841392749525746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. if you are wanting to learn how to quilt... or want to just come hang out and quilt with me.. come on over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps... the lady that owns that amazing room can be found &lt;a href="http://www.patchworktimes.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-1524911691818586888?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1524911691818586888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1524911691818586888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1524911691818586888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1524911691818586888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-passion-in-life.html' title='New passion in life...'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/StOrLfQVOvI/AAAAAAAAAYg/yL2R2hHmfp0/s72-c/DSC08250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5100780893278471519</id><published>2009-10-08T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:14:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack-O-Lope-O-Lantern</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Ss4P1ob5FAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/0uhI6x291X4/s1600-h/Jack-o-lope-o-lanturn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Ss4P1ob5FAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/0uhI6x291X4/s400/Jack-o-lope-o-lanturn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390263218070950914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made my co-worker Mandy a Jack-o-Lantern to put on her desk to keep her company. Vanessa helped me draw the face and make it super cute, but I still thought it was missing something. Mandy being the smarty pants that she is, added the antlers. PERFECT. And the Jack-O-lope-O-lantern was born. 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And they turned out great.  Thanks Amanda for doing such a great job!!  (If you want to see more pics by Amanda, or of you want to contact her, click &lt;a href="http://livingstonphotos.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsIm06pw4iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LawgbLq8E4o/s1600-h/Family+Pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsIm06pw4iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LawgbLq8E4o/s400/Family+Pic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386910794828014114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImuyFcIDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hYIwDVZRi3E/s1600-h/Family+pic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImuyFcIDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hYIwDVZRi3E/s400/Family+pic+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386910689448960050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImryPa2zI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3yEXRYI6Qbk/s1600-h/Family+pic+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImryPa2zI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3yEXRYI6Qbk/s400/Family+pic+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386910637951212338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImnBtRZQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/L9ZcfZNr8O4/s1600-h/Family+Pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImnBtRZQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/L9ZcfZNr8O4/s400/Family+Pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386910556203607298" 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/6630925187406280175-5341564189635983281?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5341564189635983281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5341564189635983281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5341564189635983281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5341564189635983281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsIm06pw4iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LawgbLq8E4o/s72-c/Family+Pic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8690820216087050072</id><published>2009-09-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:27:46.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Call</title><content type='html'>My little brother just got his mission call... Ok.. he got it a few weeks ago.. I am just behind. He is going to Louisville Kentucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Lane!! Love you!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImPtmQ9yI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GZ8iZfnYBQg/s1600-h/gettin_lucky_in_kentucky_t_shirt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImPtmQ9yI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GZ8iZfnYBQg/s200/gettin_lucky_in_kentucky_t_shirt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386910155668518690" 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/6630925187406280175-8690820216087050072?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8690820216087050072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8690820216087050072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8690820216087050072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8690820216087050072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/09/mission-call.html' title='Mission Call'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SsImPtmQ9yI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GZ8iZfnYBQg/s72-c/gettin_lucky_in_kentucky_t_shirt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4644275748717598095</id><published>2009-09-24T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:43:24.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Labor day weekend me and Tye went Camping!!! It was our first camping trip together!! And we had a blast. We were at a bbq the night before, so we did not get up to our spot until really late. Tye had been up to this spot before, but it was exciting for me to wake up and see exactly what was surrounding us. After breakfast we shot our guns and then went and explored all of the abandoned mines we could find. SUPER FUN!! 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_8703G-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/pGWfMUy-S5M/s400/DSCF2136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385038464279845858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_3YGuUyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qAnF6RVa-4Q/s1600-h/DSCF2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_3YGuUyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qAnF6RVa-4Q/s400/DSCF2138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385038368791745314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_ww5Q4II/AAAAAAAAAUc/U5Nv_b5RSrs/s1600-h/DSCF2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_ww5Q4II/AAAAAAAAAUc/U5Nv_b5RSrs/s400/DSCF2140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385038255187091586" 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/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_iqwTkGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Yn5QgExgH6Y/s1600-h/DSCF2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt_iqwTkGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Yn5QgExgH6Y/s400/DSCF2141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385038013020737634" 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/6630925187406280175-4644275748717598095?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4644275748717598095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4644275748717598095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4644275748717598095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4644275748717598095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SruEsVKmXuI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4uBmB8ymjiQ/s72-c/DSCF2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-6715218156168552115</id><published>2009-09-23T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:08:15.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you happy to be alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SrpV9YB7WTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mGk5IgKO2KE/s1600-h/Tye+and+Paige_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SrpV9YB7WTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mGk5IgKO2KE/s400/Tye+and+Paige_0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384710817385765170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left work early yesterday with a super bad headache. I knew that unless I got somewhere quiet and got some medicine in me.. it would soon be a migraine. So I get home and my nephew is haning out with grandma and he is super excited that I am there to play with him. I go inside and I take my hair down, and its a mess. Its all over the place and I just look awful. I feel like death. Parker comes running up to me and says " Oh Paige... How did you get so beautiful? You must have used your magic!"  To sum it all up... Parker is the one of the cutest kids in the world!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-6715218156168552115?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6715218156168552115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=6715218156168552115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6715218156168552115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6715218156168552115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-that-make-you-happy-to-be-alive.html' title='Things that make you happy to be alive'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SrpV9YB7WTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mGk5IgKO2KE/s72-c/Tye+and+Paige_0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2823851665081217785</id><published>2009-09-15T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:15:51.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Husband Ever!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt-yIEzegI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YKA9UfsYVRo/s1600-h/DSCF2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt-yIEzegI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YKA9UfsYVRo/s400/DSCF2144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037179077753346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought me flowers today at work. Just because! Love you Tye!! Thanks for being so great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some flowers that Tye got me right before we got married.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt-9kxshFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/nYxTnkaKC4I/s1600-h/DSCF2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt-9kxshFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/nYxTnkaKC4I/s400/DSCF2029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037375760794706" 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/6630925187406280175-2823851665081217785?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2823851665081217785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2823851665081217785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2823851665081217785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2823851665081217785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-husband-ever.html' title='Best Husband Ever!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Srt-yIEzegI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YKA9UfsYVRo/s72-c/DSCF2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-6610911676466968145</id><published>2009-08-29T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:13:42.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Honeymoon</title><content type='html'>After we got hitched we were able to go up to a cabin for a few nights. Tye's great neighbor let us use it. It was perfect. We enjoyed breakfast in bed, watching the sun set from the porch swing, and just getting away for a while.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZjwx7F0I/AAAAAAAAATc/ry__XuPQ8pg/s1600-h/DSCF2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZjwx7F0I/AAAAAAAAATc/ry__XuPQ8pg/s200/DSCF2053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375496469912164162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZyJ9lqSI/AAAAAAAAATk/6KGBg2Incj8/s1600-h/DSCF2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZyJ9lqSI/AAAAAAAAATk/6KGBg2Incj8/s200/DSCF2044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375496717190146338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my friends let us take their motorcycle for a ride, and we had a blast!! Thank you so much Amy and Evan. It was one of the highlights of our honeymoon!!  We also loved the instructions on the toilet. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZXWXieaI/AAAAAAAAATU/FAqOSOEG-1Q/s1600-h/DSCF2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZXWXieaI/AAAAAAAAATU/FAqOSOEG-1Q/s200/DSCF2050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375496256663746978" 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/6630925187406280175-6610911676466968145?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6610911676466968145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=6610911676466968145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6610911676466968145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6610911676466968145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-honeymoon.html' title='Our Honeymoon'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpmZjwx7F0I/AAAAAAAAATc/ry__XuPQ8pg/s72-c/DSCF2053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2070821786618265037</id><published>2009-08-25T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:09:44.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some one needs a lesson in paying it forward....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday there was an earwig on the bathroom sink, so I scooped it off and stuck it in the trash can. I was feeling super nice so I left it alive. Tye told me that the earwig was just going to crawl out of the garbage can, but I felt pretty confident that he would stay in there and I was sure that I would never see that earwig again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning when I go in the bathroom to brush my teeth, I found that earwig... ON MY TOOTHBRUSH!!!!!  If you know me at all you know that I love teeth, and toothbrushes and things like that. In high school I wrote a 13 page paper on toothbrushes. So I was super upset that this earwig decided to go hang out on my toothbrush especially after I saved his life.  I was delighted to kill him by flushing him down the toilet, and then I threw my toothbrush away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again will I save another earwigs life. They will all die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpP800eLW0I/AAAAAAAAATE/7flFbPqK_UI/s1600-h/082509_06431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpP800eLW0I/AAAAAAAAATE/7flFbPqK_UI/s200/082509_06431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373916764751747906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpP844lf3WI/AAAAAAAAATM/lMTalcxdNao/s1600-h/082509_06432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpP844lf3WI/AAAAAAAAATM/lMTalcxdNao/s200/082509_06432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373916834575670626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are a little fuzzy but you can still see the earwig near the top of the bristles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-2070821786618265037?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2070821786618265037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2070821786618265037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2070821786618265037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2070821786618265037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-one-needs-lesson-in-paying-it.html' title='Some one needs a lesson in paying it forward....'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SpP800eLW0I/AAAAAAAAATE/7flFbPqK_UI/s72-c/082509_06431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4049905721413671427</id><published>2009-08-12T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:38:20.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures</title><content type='html'>Our photographer did a great job. If you would like to know more about her go here: http://www.alivingstonphoto.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNEHLDalRI/AAAAAAAAASE/DXQw5EmGfws/s1600-h/Wedding+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNEHLDalRI/AAAAAAAAASE/DXQw5EmGfws/s200/Wedding+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369210070772651282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNEKCgrNKI/AAAAAAAAASM/v279AlgPEvw/s1600-h/Wedding+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNEKCgrNKI/AAAAAAAAASM/v279AlgPEvw/s200/Wedding+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369210120019063970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNECR3AUvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/MjPj8YmBQ-E/s1600-h/Wedding+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNECR3AUvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/MjPj8YmBQ-E/s200/Wedding+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209986700301042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND7Uo0w7I/AAAAAAAAARs/Q2_rWf_GlH8/s1600-h/Wedding+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND7Uo0w7I/AAAAAAAAARs/Q2_rWf_GlH8/s200/Wedding+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209867187045298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND4UhHV3I/AAAAAAAAARk/Lz1OSEzU88E/s1600-h/Wedding+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND4UhHV3I/AAAAAAAAARk/Lz1OSEzU88E/s200/Wedding+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209815615100786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND1OOUq2I/AAAAAAAAARc/JhVNfzHyXek/s1600-h/Wedding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND1OOUq2I/AAAAAAAAARc/JhVNfzHyXek/s200/Wedding.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209762386062178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND_NtpoWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7L4mwMkYtFU/s1600-h/Wedding+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoND_NtpoWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7L4mwMkYtFU/s200/Wedding+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209934047715682" 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/6630925187406280175-4049905721413671427?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4049905721413671427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4049905721413671427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4049905721413671427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4049905721413671427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-pictures.html' title='Wedding Pictures'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SoNEHLDalRI/AAAAAAAAASE/DXQw5EmGfws/s72-c/Wedding+6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7800719551933214733</id><published>2009-06-30T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:22:57.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagements!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJaAnOyqI/AAAAAAAAANo/5K4JOZQA5NY/s1600-h/engagements+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJaAnOyqI/AAAAAAAAANo/5K4JOZQA5NY/s200/engagements+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171818273229474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJmhHI1oI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0ZkS8dLKRo0/s1600-h/Engagements+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJmhHI1oI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0ZkS8dLKRo0/s200/Engagements+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353172033155421826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJg2lfVEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/K360MkNTe7Y/s1600-h/Engagements+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJg2lfVEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/K360MkNTe7Y/s200/Engagements+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171935840654402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJdJSCJeI/AAAAAAAAANw/all2z5kzOI8/s1600-h/engagements+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJdJSCJeI/AAAAAAAAANw/all2z5kzOI8/s200/engagements+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171872139847138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJVYUXVYI/AAAAAAAAANg/YlcUZ_LWsFc/s1600-h/engagements+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJVYUXVYI/AAAAAAAAANg/YlcUZ_LWsFc/s200/engagements+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171738737202562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJRTNvKwI/AAAAAAAAANY/v-t3-nursBk/s1600-h/engagements+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJRTNvKwI/AAAAAAAAANY/v-t3-nursBk/s200/engagements+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171668647750402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJOXhVC_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/aEOOhLD8dE8/s1600-h/Engagements+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJOXhVC_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/aEOOhLD8dE8/s200/Engagements+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171618264058866" 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/6630925187406280175-7800719551933214733?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7800719551933214733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7800719551933214733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7800719551933214733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7800719551933214733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/06/engagements.html' title='Engagements!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkpJaAnOyqI/AAAAAAAAANo/5K4JOZQA5NY/s72-c/engagements+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5189794230613519045</id><published>2009-06-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:12:17.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The official Proposal!!!</title><content type='html'>Before I tell you the story of how Tye proposed... I have to give you some history... I hate detached hairs. There is nothing worse than finding a hair in your food. Or finding hair in your clothes that has someway become woven in the fabric... And if I sit behind someone in church, and they have hairs all over the back of their shirt... I hear nothing of what the speaker is saying until I have picked every hair off.&lt;br /&gt;Tye on the other hand thinks nothing of loose hairs. He is not so much of a fan of them in his food... but other than that.. its just a hair to him. And he believes that teasing me is his life purpose. One day I found a wad of my hair in his pocket. I have no idea how it got there, but I do know that it was gross. He takes this wad of hair, and he winds it in his teeth, and smiles at me. I almost lost my cookies. A few weeks later as I am getting ready, and he is patiently waiting for me, I clean out my hair brush. He takes the ball of hair that came out of my hair brush and saves it. He even named it.&lt;br /&gt;So, last night when I get home from work Tye is up at his parents house. I text him and ask him if he wants to go to a movie when he gets home. And of course he does, and I have been dying to see the proposal for a long time! He comes home, we go to the movie.. get popcorn.. nothing special. We are walking down the hall to go into the theater and he points to the popcorn, and there is the biggest, longest hair in our popcorn. My stomach starts to turn, and I am sick. So I grab this hair and try to pull it out of the popcorn, but there is more than one, and it is really stuck in there. So, I give up... I figure that he can eat all of the popcorn, and I will be content just watching the movie that I wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;We get into the theater and its pretty full, so we are standing towards the front looking for seats and he is just eating popcorn. Perfectly content with life. And I am getting more and more sick with every piece he eats.  How can he still eat that popcorn while the hair is still in it, and why is he not taking it back to get some new!!! So I reach over and just yank that nasty hair out of the popcorn. Now this hair is really stuck in there. I am thinking that it must have been in the popper and the popcorn must have popped around it. As I pull it out... there at the bottom of the hair is a ring. Tye looks at me and said.. Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;I will be honest.. I am not really sure what I said, or what happened next. I was shocked. I am pretty sure that I said yes. And I tried really hard not to cry. And then I mentioned that I found some seats that we could sit in. :) It was perfect! Not at all what I dreamed about when I was little, but perfect!! I could never wish for a better proposal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkorNiYOrVI/AAAAAAAAANI/YaP9mTUfO3Q/s1600-h/Our+Rings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkorNiYOrVI/AAAAAAAAANI/YaP9mTUfO3Q/s400/Our+Rings.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353138618649980242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/6630925187406280175-5189794230613519045?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5189794230613519045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5189794230613519045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5189794230613519045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5189794230613519045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/06/official-proposal.html' title='The official Proposal!!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkorNiYOrVI/AAAAAAAAANI/YaP9mTUfO3Q/s72-c/Our+Rings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7244935715461043764</id><published>2009-06-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:55:59.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rumors are true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkQAesUD2VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hulfFcACkYc/s1600-h/DSCF1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkQAesUD2VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hulfFcACkYc/s400/DSCF1934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351402784514365778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumors are true! Tye and I are getting married! Aug 1st! I am so excited and I can hardly wait! Tye is my best friend and the love of my life! Aug 1st can't come fast enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-7244935715461043764?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7244935715461043764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7244935715461043764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7244935715461043764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7244935715461043764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/06/rumors-are-true.html' title='The rumors are true!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SkQAesUD2VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hulfFcACkYc/s72-c/DSCF1934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7420085695036602859</id><published>2009-06-15T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:21:16.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Attack from the sky!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Sjashvn2apI/AAAAAAAAALY/OP4Q9T2QDHk/s1600-h/Bird+Poop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Sjashvn2apI/AAAAAAAAALY/OP4Q9T2QDHk/s400/Bird+Poop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347651303268313746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in my truck to go to lunch today.. and this is what was on my windshield... There where two more on the hood of my truck just like this.  Yes it is bird poop!! Huge-normis bird poop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-7420085695036602859?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7420085695036602859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7420085695036602859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7420085695036602859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7420085695036602859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/06/attack-from-sky.html' title='An Attack from the sky!!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/Sjashvn2apI/AAAAAAAAALY/OP4Q9T2QDHk/s72-c/Bird+Poop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1719531282328043039</id><published>2009-06-12T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:36:43.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember now why I hate the dentist!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SjLGxnIg3gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oxWNn--39c0/s1600-h/funny-dentist-hollywood-jokes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SjLGxnIg3gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oxWNn--39c0/s400/funny-dentist-hollywood-jokes-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346554263262780930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its true.. I don't like going to the dentist.. and I remember why now. Its not because of the drilling, not the pain.. not even the needles..  I can handle all of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the dentist simply for the fact that I have no idea what he is talking about. So I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;periodontal&lt;/span&gt; inverted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;plexi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dobopper&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inter proximal&lt;/span&gt; of tooth 4 and 5. What!?!  Why are you even telling me this. He should just point to my mouth and say.. brush more right here. You sucked at it for the last 6 months and now you have a cavity. oh.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.. got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now he tells me that I have a cavity... but he could by lying. My mouth does not hurt.. and I don't see anything..  He could be making millions just because people innocently trust him. I can't even go get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; because my insurance trusts this fool too, and they won't pay for me to go for a check up somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; why I hate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dentist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-1719531282328043039?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1719531282328043039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1719531282328043039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1719531282328043039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1719531282328043039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-remember-now-why-i-hate-dentist.html' title='I remember now why I hate the dentist!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SjLGxnIg3gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oxWNn--39c0/s72-c/funny-dentist-hollywood-jokes-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2901413360739409102</id><published>2009-06-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:23:46.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never going to be Alone</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had one of the toughest times I have ever had before. I can't explain what happened because I am not sure exactly what was going on myself. All I know is that Tye was there for me the whole time. He never left my side and he just held me and let me break down. This morning I heard this song, and it reminded me of him. He is the most amazing man that I have ever met. And the best thing in my life. I love him so much and I would be lost with out him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indavideo.hu/video/Nickelback-Never_gonna_be_alone"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nickelback-Never gonna be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4a240e04869b575f/492da13d46e17ea3/5026621e/-cpid/6df2b567237d2cf" id="W492da13d111f5ab44a240e04869b575f" width="300" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4a240e04869b575f/492da13d46e17ea3/5026621e/-cpid/6df2b567237d2cf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-2901413360739409102?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2901413360739409102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2901413360739409102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2901413360739409102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2901413360739409102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-going-to-be-alone.html' title='Never going to be Alone'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8065222801665282754</id><published>2009-05-26T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:58:23.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/ShxrNP0bQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/n7OSmY-VskI/s1600-h/DSCF2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/ShxrNP0bQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/n7OSmY-VskI/s400/DSCF2023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340261133483459490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me Memorial Day means a day off of work! Which mean: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAY!!&lt;/span&gt; yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year me and Tye and some friends went up the mountain and played in the Jeeps. We drove through a river and then we drove over rocks that were bigger than.. well, they were big. Once we got to the top of the trail Tye let me drive the jeep back down. It was my first time rock crawling. The trail was not that bad.. but I was still super proud of myself. Proud because we made it all the way down the mountain in one piece, I did not break anything, and super proud because I learned how to drive without "Riding the clutch". (Its true, I am almost 23 and I have been driving standard vehicles since I was 16 and I just learned what it means to ride the clutch, it was a good day for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came home from Jeeping and went to a BBQ with some of Tye's friends and we had a great time! His friends are so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I would say that Memorial day was a huge success. Thank you Tye for having awesome toys and Awesome friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-8065222801665282754?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8065222801665282754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8065222801665282754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8065222801665282754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8065222801665282754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/ShxrNP0bQ6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/n7OSmY-VskI/s72-c/DSCF2023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3347858413772742339</id><published>2009-05-06T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:15:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Awesome Little Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SgG3PMSqTSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4d9cwtI5y0g/s1600-h/2925_77920524348_850644348_1606620_5778789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SgG3PMSqTSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4d9cwtI5y0g/s400/2925_77920524348_850644348_1606620_5778789_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332744905408793890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to my little brothers last baseball game. He pitched really well! And he did not strike out! And I was able to take some really great pictures of him. The one above is him pitching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane is such a great kid! He usually knows exactly what he wants, and he makes it happen. He has been such a great example to me! Love you Lane! Can't wait to see where your life takes you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3347858413772742339?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3347858413772742339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3347858413772742339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3347858413772742339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3347858413772742339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-awesome-little-brother.html' title='My Awesome Little Brother'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SgG3PMSqTSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4d9cwtI5y0g/s72-c/2925_77920524348_850644348_1606620_5778789_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1215203806957019428</id><published>2009-04-15T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:46:11.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Stong</title><content type='html'>I once though that the meaning of being strong meant that you never needed anyone else. If you were strong then you could do anything you wanted all by yourself and no one could stop you.  I would run head on in any problem that I would come up against and I would not stop until I had conquered it.  I would tell no one of what I was doing or how I was struggling. I learned how to put on a smile and get the work done. Then later when I was by myself I would breakdown and let everything out. I was strong! There was nothing that I could not handle and no problem that I could not fix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learned that sometimes you are the strongest when you are not strong at all. When you have to lean on someone else, and put all of your trust in them, you’re at your best. It is far more difficult and it takes a stronger person to let go and put everything into someone else’s hands.  Today I had to let go. I had to stop building walls and trust that everything was going to be ok if I was not strong.  And it was. I broke down. I felt silly, I felt vulnerable, I was sorry, I was ashamed and I was not strong at all. But it took more strength to let go, then it has ever taken me to hang on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-1215203806957019428?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1215203806957019428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1215203806957019428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1215203806957019428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1215203806957019428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/04/being-stong.html' title='Being Stong'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5574736847972848568</id><published>2009-04-02T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:51:19.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up... 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Every once and a while, something will hit me, and I will realize that I am changing just as much as the world around me. I am growing up. One of these moments happened the first time I saw my little brother drive a car. My head spun... I did not even feel old enough to drive a car! What in the world was he doing behind the wheel? And legally too! A few months later when he called me and told me that he had broken up with his girlfriend, and he needed someone to talk to… The moment came again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These moments seem to happen more and more the older I get. As I was putting Tye’s niece to bed the other night, I realized that I am old enough to have kids... and within the next 10 years, I would be putting my own children to bed. I was awe struck. I am so excited to be a mom. I can’t wait to hold a child in my arms, and know that it’s a part of me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today as I was getting ready for work, it hit me… I work a full time job. I work this job to pay for my apartment, and my truck and my bills. Only grownups have bills. Oh man… I went and grew up. It was not something that I had ever planned on. Seriously. When I was younger, I would never be able to tell my teachers what I wanted to be when I grew up… Cause I was never growing up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t get me wrong, I have loved growing up, and there are so many things that I love about my life. I would not trade my life for anyone else’s. I just can’t believe that I am old enough to drive, old enough to get married, have kids, a mortgage, a job, old enough to go to jail, buy lotto tickets…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yet, I am still so young. I still love to color, and watch Disney movies. I don’t like thunderstorms, or being alone in the dark. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Isn’t life great! Every day it goes on changing, all the while, it’s staying the same. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-5574736847972848568?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5574736847972848568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5574736847972848568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5574736847972848568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5574736847972848568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/04/growing-up-and-there-is-nothing-you-can.html' title='Growing up... And there is nothing you can do abou it!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5046671795965348914</id><published>2009-03-09T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:52:14.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SbVJm8jeDaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b-Yu8MIuRLg/s1600-h/count-your-blessings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SbVJm8jeDaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b-Yu8MIuRLg/s320/count-your-blessings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311232268992122274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I woke up this morning, and I keeled up in bed... ( Yes, I say my morning prayers in bed because it is warmer!) And I started my morning prayer. I began to thank my Heavenly Father for all that I have been blessed with. "Thanks for my warm bed, thanks for letting me get rest last night. Thanks for letting me live in my apartment." And then the heater kicked on. " Thanks for the heater, and letting me have heat when its cold outside." At this point it hits me that I really don't want to go to work, I would rather stay in bed all day. But if I did not have work, how could I pay for all of my bills... "Thank you SO much for letting me have a job! And for letting me have such a nice vehicle to get to work in. Thank you for letting me get a pay check every few weeks, and thank you for letting me have a few extra dollars in my account every month so I can go and have some fun. Thanks for letting putting so many amazing people into my life." As I was thinking of all of the great people in my life, I realized that my Heavenly Father knows me better than I will ever know myself. He has put people into my life just when I needed them most, and just when they needed to be there. "Thank you for placing me into such a loving family, and for letting us all work together to help and lift each other." As I was thinking of my family and how much I love them, and how much they help me, I thought of Tye. He is my best friend. And my rock. Whenever I have a weak moment he is there to lift me and to help me through. He loves me and he helps me to see my personal value, and my potential. So I thanked my Heavenly Father for putting him in my life. And for knowing me well enough to place him in my life right at the correct time. This is when I stopped, and realized just how blessed I am. My Heavenly Father loves me more than I will ever know, I just have to be worthy to keep those blessings. And I am going to do whatever it takes to make sure that I do just that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-5046671795965348914?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5046671795965348914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5046671795965348914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5046671795965348914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5046671795965348914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/03/blessings.html' title=''/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SbVJm8jeDaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b-Yu8MIuRLg/s72-c/count-your-blessings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3281477224022753974</id><published>2009-02-26T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:15:55.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its official.. Winter is dead to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SachHfXc0UI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Z5WdWy7jpVg/s1600-h/springtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SachHfXc0UI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Z5WdWy7jpVg/s200/springtime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307247098442076482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was such a beautiful day.  And Tye took the top and the doors off of the Jeep and I got to drive it to work. It was so great!! I am dying for it to be spring. I cannot wait to go camping and hiking and swimming.. all of the great fun outdoor activities. Oh... I am for sure going to make the most of the warm season this year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3281477224022753974?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3281477224022753974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3281477224022753974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3281477224022753974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3281477224022753974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-official-winter-is-dead-to-me.html' title='Its official.. Winter is dead to me!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SachHfXc0UI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Z5WdWy7jpVg/s72-c/springtime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2879221178283923679</id><published>2009-02-20T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:43:28.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoplight Dancing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xOmethfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xTr1ig8Clj8/s1600-h/n850644348_1293672_9293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xOmethfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xTr1ig8Clj8/s200/n850644348_1293672_9293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305013012983023090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisha and I decided to have a girls night. So, we bought some glow sticks and we went stoplight dancing. We would stay in the car, and just break out the glow sticks and dance. Our goal was to&lt;br /&gt; make as many people laugh as possible. It was so much fun. I love that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xWVUqGiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1d7Dq2jCx24/s1600-h/n850644348_1293675_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xWVUqGiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1d7Dq2jCx24/s200/n850644348_1293675_1954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305013145816406562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xRjRiMYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ebX-q6BRfvI/s1600-h/n850644348_1293674_810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xRjRiMYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ebX-q6BRfvI/s200/n850644348_1293674_810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305013063662055810" 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/6630925187406280175-2879221178283923679?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2879221178283923679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2879221178283923679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2879221178283923679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2879221178283923679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/02/stoplight-dancing.html' title='Stoplight Dancing!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZ8xOmethfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xTr1ig8Clj8/s72-c/n850644348_1293672_9293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4943699952650387683</id><published>2009-02-17T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:51:04.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Cookies</title><content type='html'>So.. Last night me and Tye decided to make peanut butter cookies. We made a really old recipe... And they were not like the cookies that I usually make. And.. with the first pan.. I set my timer wrong.. so it did not go off. But we remembered they were in the oven.. we just took them about about 5 min to late. With the second pan, I took them out just a little early. So they look a little pale. And then with the third pan both me and Tye forgot that they were in the oven.. ha ha..  Those cookies were minutes away from starting on fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is... we got a new recipe, and we made a brand new batch. They turned out great.  We are going to be eating peanut cookies all week. Yummy!&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/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZragZ-9xhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bPTyWMAPB4g/s1600-h/DSCF1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZragZ-9xhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bPTyWMAPB4g/s320/DSCF1847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303791761447831058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZrbcYH7pQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TTqn2Ijjr2o/s1600-h/Making+Cookies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZrbcYH7pQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TTqn2Ijjr2o/s320/Making+Cookies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303792791740720386" 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/6630925187406280175-4943699952650387683?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4943699952650387683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4943699952650387683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4943699952650387683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4943699952650387683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-cookies.html' title='Making Cookies'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZragZ-9xhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bPTyWMAPB4g/s72-c/DSCF1847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-585715648653982853</id><published>2009-02-11T13:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:00:28.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luckiest Girl in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://newpaigemarie.blogspot.com/2009/02/luckiest-girl-in-world.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SYy-xrCVLZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JC0wZ6gbsPI/s1600-h/Me+and+Tye.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/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SYy-xrCVLZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JC0wZ6gbsPI/s320/Me+and+Tye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299820622083599762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really am the luckiest girl in the whole wide world, and I truly know that my Heavenly Father has been watching out for me. Everything has worked out just the way it needed to work out. Me and my best friend Tye recently started dating. We have been best friends for about 5 months now, and we spent every night together. After I would get off of work we would hang out. And I looked forward to it every day. One night as we are laying there talking, we finally figured out that we both liked each other, and Wha-Bam.. we started dating. Its be so great! We spend every moment that we can together, and I have never had so much fun. I can truly be myself with him. He makes me laugh, and he stands up for me. Best part is.. he loves me. He knows my past, he knows what I want in the future, and he loves me for all of it. And I love him. With all of my heart. I know his past, and I love him even more for it.&lt;br /&gt;He is the strongest and best guy that I have ever met and I am eternally grateful that he has come into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-585715648653982853?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/585715648653982853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=585715648653982853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/585715648653982853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/585715648653982853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/02/luckiest-girl-in-world.html' title='Luckiest Girl in the World'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SYy-xrCVLZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JC0wZ6gbsPI/s72-c/Me+and+Tye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7737003305366111813</id><published>2009-01-19T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:43:05.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Past and my Future</title><content type='html'>I was talking to a friend today and they asked how I was doing... and honestly right now, I have a lot going on, but I am super happy. I feel super content. But, one thing that has been on the back of my mind, is &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":cj"&gt;how I don't want my past to become my future. &lt;br /&gt;I have had a rocky past. I have been hurt, I have trusted and loved and I have been lied to and torn apart. And its super hard for me to let go of the past and realize that it was the past. People are not all the same. Everyone is different. The people in my life now, are not going to treat me the same way that people in the past have.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can liken this to the scriptures. We will all be punished for our own sins and not for Adams transgressions. So, why should I hold something against someone that someone else did..&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.. I don't know if this is making sense.. but I could sum it up with.. I am trying. I promise. Yeah, I am scared, but I am working on it.  Please be patient with me.&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/6630925187406280175-7737003305366111813?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7737003305366111813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7737003305366111813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7737003305366111813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7737003305366111813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-past-and-my-future.html' title='My Past and my Future'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3890034379830292655</id><published>2009-01-02T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:37:10.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009... already a year of refinement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SV5QvGUifGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uPxK38WRb5A/s1600-h/coal_diamond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SV5QvGUifGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uPxK38WRb5A/s320/coal_diamond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286751782660373602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... This year has been a big learning year already. And yes.. it is only Jan 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years day at about 5 am.. I learned that honesty might hurt.. a lot. But, its always the correct choice. Some times the truth can cut you to the core. It can keep you up at night, make your stomach hurt. Make you loose your appetite, but the right choice still. The hardest part is stepping out of the situation, and seeing what a blessing it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 1st at 10:30 pm I learned that I am a Daughter of God. That I am priceless beyond words and that I can say no. I learned that I need to have enough respect for myself to stand up and say what I know is right, with out fear of the consequence.  I learned that people love me more than I will ever know, and they would gladly stand up and fight for me, or with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over the course of these few days I have learned that my Heavenly Father has some big plans for me. He is trying to teach me some things about myself. And trying to prepare me for what is coming. It has been an emotional roller coaster. (I'm sure some of the emotions are due to the fact that in three days I have only gotten 13 hours of sleep. 7 of which were last night.) And this year has already taught me that friends and family are irreplaceable, and without them and the lord... we will not make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like 2009 is going to be a year of refinement.... So watch out everyone.. I am a diamond in the making.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3890034379830292655?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3890034379830292655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3890034379830292655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3890034379830292655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3890034379830292655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-already-year-of-refinement.html' title='2009... already a year of refinement'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SV5QvGUifGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uPxK38WRb5A/s72-c/coal_diamond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-1998933243197265487</id><published>2008-12-31T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends... Love them all</title><content type='html'>So, last night I had to chance to go up to the zoo to see the zoo lights. Its was lots of fun, but it was so cold. On the drive home, I got to talk to Laine for almost 2 hours. It was so amazing. He is such a great guy. The girl that gets to marry him, is going to be super lucky. It seems like he knows just what to say to help me get through the tough times. Then I drop him off at his house and before he will let me go home, he fills my windshield wiper fluid up. So great! Laine is also going to help me figure myself out. I feel like I am struggling with some stuff in my past that I want to get over, and he is going to help me with that. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to mention my best friend Keisha. We talk on the phone almost every single day. No one seems to be able to understand me as much as she. We connected almost instantly. I love her with all of my heart. She was an answer to my prayers and she helped me to get through a really bad break up. I hope that I can be there for her, like she was there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend is Tye. I hang out with him almost every day. Me and Tye can sit and talk for hours about nothing. Most nights it 2 am before we realize how late it is. I can tell him anything, and I would hope that he feels the same way with me. I know that if I ever need anything that Tye will be there for me, rain or shine. I know that God puts people in our lives for specific reasons, and Tye has been my rock. I don't think he will ever know how much he has helped me, and how great of an example he has been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen is another friend that I have to mention. I have always felt like I am a strong person. But when I get around someone that I know is stronger than me... I loose it. Allen is one of those people. If I am having a bad day, and someone asks if i'm ok.. I can look at them and say yes. If Allen asks... I tear up, and I end up just giving him a huge hug, and spilling my guts. There is just something about him that evokes me to let it all out. I guess what it comes down to is I trust him so much, and I know he is so strong, that I can share that, and he will still love me all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so eternally grateful for all of the wonderful friends that I have. There are many many more friends that I don't have time to mention, but they are all great, and they have all changed my life for the better. I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-1998933243197265487?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/1998933243197265487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=1998933243197265487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1998933243197265487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/1998933243197265487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-love-them-all.html' title='Friends... Love them all'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-4068754530748428120</id><published>2008-12-19T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a priceless work of art!!</title><content type='html'>Tell me is this really worth your soul&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's the reason that you hold on&lt;br /&gt;When you know that he has a whole wall of 'em just like you&lt;br /&gt;And girl you're just way too fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be treated as one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Girl, use your mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't be just another dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't take&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you with him&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I know exactly what you'll be,&lt;br /&gt;In his gallery&lt;br /&gt;It's just not fair&lt;br /&gt;And it's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;You're just another priceless work of art&lt;br /&gt;In his gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so confused&lt;br /&gt;She knows she deserves more&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will love and adore her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hear this song on the radio almost daily, and it gets stuck in my head. I was singing it this morning, and I thought.. hey.. you know, this sounds a lot like what Satan does to us. He lures us in. Makes us feel like we are special, like we are spoiled. In the end, he does not want us. He merely wants to use us. In the end, we are nothing special to him. And it must be so hard for our heavenly father to watch this all happen. He loves us so much and he can see all of our potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to be able to repent and be forgiven. I owe my eternal salvation to my lord and savior. I love him more than words can describe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-4068754530748428120?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/4068754530748428120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=4068754530748428120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4068754530748428120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/4068754530748428120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-priceless-work-of-art.html' title='I am a priceless work of art!!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-6638519214696959107</id><published>2008-12-17T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start!</title><content type='html'>I went to bed last night in tears. Tears of joy and hope. I feel like i am finally on the right track. After 10 years of struggles and burdens and sin.. I am finally on the right track. I am working on getting them fixed, and working on changing my life for the better. And I am finally doing it the right way.&lt;br /&gt;The atonement truly is the most amazing thing that has happened in the history of the world. Without it, i would be lost and I would never be able to live with my family again. And family is what it is all about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-6638519214696959107?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6638519214696959107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=6638519214696959107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6638519214696959107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6638519214696959107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-start.html' title='A new start!'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7998730338426692545</id><published>2008-12-17T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:01:50.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glutton for Punishment?? Or  Blessed??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SUkol6eoSUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/F42Dli6VcAg/s1600-h/Punishment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SUkol6eoSUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/F42Dli6VcAg/s320/Punishment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280796669886613826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SUkoVtBWjXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2X1NhvMe2Y4/s1600-h/Blessed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SUkoVtBWjXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2X1NhvMe2Y4/s320/Blessed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280796391396248946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Are they a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are they a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have really been thinking about this a lot lately. I know that we all make stupid mistakes. And we all do things that we really wish we had never done. And we hope and we pray that the people that were involved or that might know what we did will soon forget, and will learn how to forgive us for what we have done. But so often we are not the person who made the mistake. So many times we are on the other end of the situation. We happened to witness someone do something unsavory, or silly. Or someone did something to us that was far less than kind. And the big question is, how do we react to that. Do we forgive them? Completely forgive them? And by completely forgive, I mean, if we were placed in the same situation again, would we give them a second chance and let them prove that they have grown and changed? Or do we choose to protect ourselves and keep a part of that with us. If the same situation came up again would we stop it right from the beginning and think that we are so smart. We learned from the situation and we will never let them hurt us again. It seems to me like this is a double edged sword. If we give them a second chance, we are opening ourselves up to be hurt again. But by not giving them a second chance, we are hurting ourselves by not letting them win back what ever was lost by their actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Call me crazy, or call me blessed, but I try super hard to fully forgive. And yes, some times it hurts. And some times it blows up in my face. And trust me, getting hurt by the same thing, for the second time, really hurts! But its a choice that I make. Why? Because I have made mistakes. I have been mean and rude and I have done things I am ashamed of. And I want to be able to prove that I have changed. Prove that I have risen above the old me and I have made myself into something better. And all to often, I am not given that chance. And I have had times where I have been forgiven. And because of it, I have great friends and amazing memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So.. by giving people second chances.. Are you Glutton for punishment?? Or are you opening yourself up to be blessed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-7998730338426692545?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7998730338426692545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7998730338426692545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7998730338426692545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7998730338426692545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/glutton-for-punishment-or-blessed.html' title='Glutton for Punishment?? Or  Blessed??'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SUkol6eoSUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/F42Dli6VcAg/s72-c/Punishment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-946934883569484123</id><published>2008-12-12T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fun Fun</title><content type='html'>Well, me and Keisha decided that since it was her last night up here that we were going to live it up. And boy did we. First we went up to studio 600. Its dance club. We got up there about 10:15. We left at one. Man my legs were tired. While at the club we met some boys and they invited us to go hang out with them afterward. We leave the club and we get pulled over. Looks like Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peed&lt;/span&gt; in the parking lot. And he got a ticket. Ha ha Daniel.  After his ticket,  road trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tooele&lt;/span&gt;. Super great. We get out there and we go out to this haunted hospital. So scary. I made my new friend Daniel stay super close to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure he didn't mind though. Keisha got so scared that she started to hyperventilate. It was super great. A rush for sure. After that we went down to this rail road track and we jumped up on a train car. Its filled with little plastic beads. And you can jump down in there and lay in them. But they were way to low, so if we jumped in there, we would have been stuck. So we ditched that and went and threw rocks in the lake. After that, we were freezing, so we went over to his friends house and played x box. I check the time and its 4 am. Crap! Its 4 am and we are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tooele&lt;/span&gt;. We still have to drive over an hour back to Provo. And I have to work at 8 am. Uh oh. So we leave and we get pulled over right away. Two times in one night. Wow. The officer asks for drivers licence and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt;. And I ask what we did. He said that the color of the car did not match the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt;. Liar! We checked. It did. But then he comes back and asks if we were out walking around, and we told him no, that we came from a friends house where we were just playing x box. So.. long story short.. at the railroad they caught us on camera. Uh oh. And we could have gotten arrested, but he could not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prove&lt;/span&gt; it was us right then. So we were safe. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like such a rebel, but in a good way. All in all, we really did not get into trouble, and I kept my nose clean. I did not do anything immoral or anything that I would have to tell the bishop about. And that makes me super happy. I can have loads of fun with out ruining my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here at work now, and its 2:45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; dying. I am really tired, but I think I am still running on an adrenaline rush. So, its all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Life is great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-946934883569484123?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/946934883569484123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=946934883569484123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/946934883569484123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/946934883569484123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun Fun Fun'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3227177390687939432</id><published>2008-12-10T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed in ways I never knew I could be blessed.</title><content type='html'>Yep.. Three posts in one day. I just have so much to share, and so much that I am feeling. I was talking to my mother, and told her that my ex is dating someone new, and she said, welp, looks like you finally get a new start. And its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally meeting with the bishop and getting everything on that end cleared up. I no longer have a chance of getting back with my ex. And I am starting school with a new major. My life is finally starting new. No more sitting around waiting for things to happen. Time to get up and get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for the chance to start new and to begin a new page in my life. There is no where to go but up from here. I finally feel like I'm in the right spot, at the right time. And things are going how they are supposed to be going. I just need to be strong and not slip back into the slum that I was hanging out in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-3227177390687939432?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3227177390687939432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3227177390687939432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3227177390687939432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3227177390687939432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessed-in-ways-i-never-knew-i-could-be.html' title='Blessed in ways I never knew I could be blessed.'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-7002900907859731874</id><published>2008-12-10T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:09:38.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im loved</title><content type='html'>If you could not have guessed it.. Well I got a pretty good kick in the shorts today. I found out that my ex has someone new. It really should not be that big of a deal, but it is. It sucks a big one. As I have been thinking about it, I realize that i just have to trust that the lord knows me and that everything is going to be ok. This is what my horoscope was today: Someone has to remind you of a limitation that you had completely forgotten -- but you ought to still have enough flexibility to work around it. If not, it's a good time for you to ask for help from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.. wow. Really.. thats all that can be said about a moment like that. Looks like my Heavenly Father really is trying to reach out and get in touch with me. He really does love me and he is fighting for me and trying to get me to see that he loves me. I just have to slow down enough, and realize it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-7002900907859731874?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/7002900907859731874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=7002900907859731874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7002900907859731874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/7002900907859731874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-loved.html' title='Im loved'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-898522408042947780</id><published>2008-12-10T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:41:16.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Alone VS Being Lonley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I found out today that there is a huge difference in being alone and being lonely.  Yes, I am alone. I am not dating anyone, but I am not lonely. I have the greatest friends in the whole wide world. They are always there for me, and at the drop of a hat, they would do anything for me. I don't know what I would do with out them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So, thank you everyone that has ever been there for me. And thank you for being my friend. You can never have to many friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Love you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-898522408042947780?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/898522408042947780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=898522408042947780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/898522408042947780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/898522408042947780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-alone-vs-being-lonley.html' title='Being Alone VS Being Lonley'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8747474175510470440</id><published>2008-12-09T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Loves company.</title><content type='html'>As I lean back in my chair at work and rub my belly, I laugh. Laugh because I just ate ten Mcdonalds chicken nuggets. Laugh because I also ate a cheeseburger... and mainly I laugh to stop from crying. If I keep heading down the road I am on, I am going to be a blimp. I really need to start eating healthy, but you know.. Aunt Flow is coming to visit, and im getting a cold. You could generally say that I am feeling pretty miserable. And all I needed was a big hug from some fattening food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One happy note though... Me and Oprah are the same height, but I weigh less than her. :) She is weighing it at the big 2 o o... thats right.. 200 lbs. I know that i should not be happy about that.. but I am. I love every minute of it. Guess its true.. misery loves company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-8747474175510470440?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8747474175510470440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8747474175510470440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8747474175510470440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8747474175510470440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/misery-loves-company.html' title='Misery Loves company.'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-8010342564803747790</id><published>2008-12-08T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:02:55.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhhggghh....</title><content type='html'>So, last week, I worked out, I ate fairly decently, and you know what.. Nothing. My muscles feel a little more defined, but other than that.. nothing. No weight loss, no smaller pants sizes, no compliments on how amazing it is that I actually made my lazy but work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.. So I will admit that I am starting to get a cold, and I spend way to much time staying up at night watching movies with my neighbor. I need to go to bed early, and let my poor body get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am in a state of delirium right now. That is why this is not making much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story shot.. last week I worked out a lot and stayed up way too late. And the outcome.. my poor body is tired beyond belief and I feel like I might give up this quest to have a great body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-8010342564803747790?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/8010342564803747790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=8010342564803747790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8010342564803747790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/8010342564803747790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/12/uhhggghh.html' title='Uhhggghh....'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-3947608322659590540</id><published>2008-10-31T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T08:12:12.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SQsrZQBtrCI/AAAAAAAAADk/NpllgbiGN_M/s1600-h/eyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SQsrZQBtrCI/AAAAAAAAADk/NpllgbiGN_M/s320/eyes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348302311435298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I believe that the eyes are the window to the soul. And I will admit that I am fascinated by peoples eyes. I will also admit that I am fascinated by my own eyes. I tend to try and hide my feelings, even from myself. I have become very good at tricking myself into thinking that I am perfectly OK all of the time. But, when I look into my own eyes, I can see how I truly feel. And when I look into other eyes I can tell what they are feeling. Eyes are so amazing! My goal for everyone that reads this is: Actually look people in the eyes. Especially when you are talking to them. You will be amazed at what you can learn.&lt;br /&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/6630925187406280175-3947608322659590540?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/3947608322659590540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=3947608322659590540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3947608322659590540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/3947608322659590540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-eyes.html' title='My Eyes'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SQsrZQBtrCI/AAAAAAAAADk/NpllgbiGN_M/s72-c/eyes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-2791765193840129193</id><published>2008-10-14T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:39:02.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I grow up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257250237156295090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SPWBPJEKAbI/AAAAAAAAADU/xtBFme1e7vw/s320/bittersweet-thumb.gif" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Good news!! I totally know what I am going to do with my life.. I am going to become a dental hygienist! And I am so excited. I start school this spring at good ol' UVU. I cant wait to get started, and honestly.. the thought of puting my fingers in other peoples mouths does not gross me out at all.. I love it.. And I am so so so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-2791765193840129193?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/2791765193840129193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=2791765193840129193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2791765193840129193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/2791765193840129193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I grow up...'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SPWBPJEKAbI/AAAAAAAAADU/xtBFme1e7vw/s72-c/bittersweet-thumb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-6281322658939518589</id><published>2008-10-07T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:36:33.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SOv2f4ZIGZI/AAAAAAAAADM/4bDFDxuXWio/s1600-h/Hard.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254564417831967122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SOv2f4ZIGZI/AAAAAAAAADM/4bDFDxuXWio/s320/Hard.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have been told that when people think of me they always think of a smiling face, and someone who is always happy. But you know.. underneath this crooked smile, my heart is breaking. Somedays I just wonder why life is so hard, and why I keep pushing myself to be better. Is there really light at the end of the tunnel? Does anyone even notice that I try? If I gave up, would any one be there to help me pick up the peices of myself? I found the quote that you see above, and it fits exactally with what I have been thinking. I guess what I want more than anything right now is to have someone that I know will be there all the time. I know I will always have my family, but I am craving something else. I want a best friend. I want someone that I can share all of my secrets with. Someone that I can call at 2 in the morning and just cry to them on the phone. Someone that I can love with all of my heart, and then, to have them, love me back with all of thier heart. Like the lyrics to a Nickelback song: nobody wants to be the last one there. 'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares. Someone to love with my life in their hands. There`s gotta be somebody for me like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Guess you could say that my worst fear in life is that no one will ever want me. &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/6630925187406280175-6281322658939518589?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/6281322658939518589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=6281322658939518589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6281322658939518589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/6281322658939518589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-worst-fear.html' title='My worst fear'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SOv2f4ZIGZI/AAAAAAAAADM/4bDFDxuXWio/s72-c/Hard.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-9200238520676393128</id><published>2008-09-25T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:46:42.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SNx12hcPS3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/KHHRfea_52U/s1600-h/heart_by_frizzle_pop%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250200845157354354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SNx12hcPS3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/KHHRfea_52U/s320/heart_by_frizzle_pop%5B1%5D.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Your Head and your Heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So close together but in reality so far apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For my heart says go and never look back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My head says no, be wary and wise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For where there is love, there is always lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Your head and your heart...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So close together, yet so far apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Paige 9/22/08&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-9200238520676393128?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/9200238520676393128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=9200238520676393128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/9200238520676393128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/9200238520676393128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/09/head-and-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SNx12hcPS3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/KHHRfea_52U/s72-c/heart_by_frizzle_pop%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630925187406280175.post-5906187666740489432</id><published>2008-09-13T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:26:48.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SMxCQ2CgMUI/AAAAAAAAABE/0RksJh3tMXE/s1600-h/my+family+little.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245640523131138370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SMxCQ2CgMUI/AAAAAAAAABE/0RksJh3tMXE/s320/my+family+little.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;For my first post I am going to show off my family. They really are the greatest family in the entire world. We are all close and we all watch out for each other. Yes, I am the only daughter. I have two older brothers and two younger brothers. I am one protected girl and I love it. I also love being the middle child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My parents are the greatest parents a person could ask for. I can honestly say that in the 22 years that I have been on the earth I have never seen my parents fight. They are the best examples to me and I don't know how I would make it with out them. I love them more than words can describe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My oldest brother Kamrun is now 27. He has always been there for me. Any time I needed a shoulder to cry on, he was there. He is pretty stubborn and he does not like to change very often. But really.. who does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Colter is next in the family, and is 25 years old. He is engaged to the cutest girl ever, Lacee. Colter is going to become a Daddy in November and the whole family is super excited. Aybrie Allen is going to be the first grandchild. (Sorry Colter if I spelled her name wrong) :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lane is 18 and he is incredibly athletic. His whole life revolves around sports and what one he is going to play next, or whatever one is on TV next. Lucky for him, he is a natural. He excels at whatever sport he tries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Darin is 13 and he is the sweetest guy ever. His future wife is going to be spoiled. He always makes sure that every one else is taken care of and good to go. But, I will admit that he is a space case and sometimes he forgets everything, including where he is going and how he is going to get there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, that is my family. I would not trade them or change them for all of the money in the world. I consider myself the luckiest girl in the world that I get to be in their family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I love you all!! Thanks for being so great!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630925187406280175-5906187666740489432?l=browneyesallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/feeds/5906187666740489432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630925187406280175&amp;postID=5906187666740489432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5906187666740489432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630925187406280175/posts/default/5906187666740489432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://browneyesallen.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Paige Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06053984072464554730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SZyhIA0YzII/AAAAAAAAAHs/c24shiSbgoY/S220/Picture+143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OmdRj1qOyPI/SMxCQ2CgMUI/AAAAAAAAABE/0RksJh3tMXE/s72-c/my+family+little.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
