<?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-1410316877753966782</id><updated>2011-07-30T05:30:57.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Courtney</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-2974943847842634108</id><published>2011-06-14T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:01:21.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy to Play With!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this post is mainly for my sisters who asked for some pictures of my NEW CAR!!! This is really exciting especially since I was blessed enough to buy it new. Now let me just say I loved my last car, but the timing was just to good to get a new car. My last car was in great shape for its age but it was getting older. I was looking at starting to need to pay for repairs and if you know me well you know that I don't do well with cars breaking down. Even seemingly small repairs kind of trip me up. I also have been dreaming of a dark blue car since I bought my last car. I also have been wanting some way to play my ipod in my car. And as much as it pains me to say I decided that it was time to switch from a manual to an automatic. I want to keep this car for a long time and it is just too hard to multitask with a manual. Sigh. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this new car is awesome. It is a 2012 hyundai elantra. I now have bluetooth in my car and can call people hands free. I can also now play my ipod in my car and have XM radio (we'll see if I keep it). I can control my radio and volume from my steering wheel. My rearview mirror automatically dims and lightens itself and can be programmed to my garage door opener. I have a compass and outside temp display. My center console can slide forward to give me an arm rest. My seat can go forward, backward, up, and down. My steering wheel go forward, backward, up, and down. If you can't tell I love my car! Now onto some pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618284031474464402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWD1WCByjGU/Tfgnj0dI9pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pQL4On1k4oE/s320/101_0424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   My new blue car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618282657151595122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vK7U5DicLag/TfgmT0tCMnI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZqpSyHSXk6E/s320/101_0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618281762560298386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wlIgocZZuD0/TfglfwF2TZI/AAAAAAAAALE/38Iql6HttLQ/s320/101_0420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Gray Interior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Center Console Below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618281504271278722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caVh0FfbLAQ/TfglQt48ooI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IUpAudoyHh8/s320/101_0419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-2974943847842634108?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2974943847842634108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=2974943847842634108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2974943847842634108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2974943847842634108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-toy-to-play-with.html' title='New Toy to Play With!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWD1WCByjGU/Tfgnj0dI9pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pQL4On1k4oE/s72-c/101_0424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-8206913265086131487</id><published>2010-10-30T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:22:09.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/TMzuY1z0p1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/ckjFre6JWjA/s1600/101_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534060152660207442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/TMzuY1z0p1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/ckjFre6JWjA/s320/101_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These were my pumpkins that I carved this year. They are Hades from Hercules and Ariel from The Little Mermaid! I am so happy they turned out. I hope everyone is having a Happy Halloween!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-8206913265086131487?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/8206913265086131487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=8206913265086131487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/8206913265086131487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/8206913265086131487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/TMzuY1z0p1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/ckjFre6JWjA/s72-c/101_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-1516745740589097305</id><published>2010-09-30T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:01:23.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Now Have My Own Ricky Type of Story!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;    So my purse was stolen from my car early this morning, ugh. I had to get up early to go to work. I walked out and our garage door was open (not by the thief, we have someone working on our roof so he has needed the garage open and long story short he didn't tell us he was leaving and we forgot to shut it) and the interior light of my car is on. Cue heart attack. I checked the doors on my driver side they were good. Then I walk around and see that my passenger door and my dad's drivers side door are ajar. I went into my dad to ask if he had been in the garage (semi hopeful) and he hadn't (all hope gone...whoosh). We both walked out to the garage to inspect further. Sure enough I looked into my car and my purse was gone and so was my debit card. We looked in his car and it had obviously been gone through but nothing taken (although his car is always so messy I doubt he knew for sure :]). Great. I had 10 minutes before I had to go to work so I ran inside to get on a computer to check my bank account, nothing major. I needed to leave by then so my dad offered to take of everything for me (I have a great daddy!). I went back out to my car to hurry and leave but can't. Remember what I first saw that was wrong, yeah the thief left the door ajar which left my interior light on killing my battery. Awesome. I am a little frantic now because it is early in the morning and I need to get to work and my day is already so AWESOME!!! So I run back in and tell my dad so he comes out with me to look at it. When we get out there we have no time so I ask him to just take me to work and keep me posted and let me know what I have to do. I spend the whole morning talking to banks and police officers and my dad. Luckily nothing is very bad news when I talk to everyone, just inconvenient. Then my dad picks me up at my break to take me home and jump my car.&lt;br /&gt;   We get home and start the jumping process and get my car going. Then we let it run and I had to take care of a few break time type things. My dad stayed out front to let our dog relieve himself. After doing this he walks into the house and in his hands is my purse!!! I immediately take it to look through it. A lot of things were still in there but it had obviously been gone through. Thoroughly. In jumps my Ricky type story. Anybody that knows my dad knows he has some pretty funny stories and if you want to hear the one that relates let me know. So when I say thoroughly I mean thoroughly. They took every possible thing out of my wallet and took my drivers license, gift cards, 2 account information cards, and my debit card. But then they also decided to look through my tampons and pads that I had for emergencies. They even dismantled the tampons!! Yes people I hide money in my TAMPONS!!!! Goodness. I saw this spectacle and showed my dad and said "your friend stole my purse!" (Again got to know his story to understand this, but made short he and his friend found a prostitutes purse when they were little and the friend went through the tampons and found money). We started to laugh and then I needed to call the bank because the thief had all my account info and I needed to freeze my accounts. I went through the rest of my day at work and then had a fun afternoon of going to the bank to terminate my account and start a new one. Then I had to go to the DMV to get a new license( which I am mad about because I didn't realize that they would want to take another picture and lets just say this one was really not flattering and showed that I was tired and mad).&lt;br /&gt;     All in all the thief got away with 4 charges on my card, gift cards, and my license. But that is not the only thing they have stolen from me. They have partially taken my sense of security. They have really inconvenienced my life for awhile now as I have to get a new bank card and watch out for fraud. I am over it but I still have to deal with it and the police. Really in my mind what kind of loser is this person that they are trolling neighborhoods at about 3 in the morning. The thing that really gets me is that their charges were sooooo stupid! For heavens sake they went to McDonalds!!!! What is that!!! LOSERS!!!!! Oh well I lived and I learned!! I will not be making the same mistakes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-1516745740589097305?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1516745740589097305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=1516745740589097305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/1516745740589097305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/1516745740589097305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-now-have-my-own-ricky-type-of-story.html' title='I Now Have My Own Ricky Type of Story!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-4038703724969070373</id><published>2010-04-29T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:50:51.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to WAKE UP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/S9phkFWRr5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/nOqM_kWh0Kg/s1600/do-not-disturb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465788370306314130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/S9phkFWRr5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/nOqM_kWh0Kg/s320/do-not-disturb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just got back from a family trip to DISNEYLAND!! I was able to see my whole family and it was awesome! But sorry this is not my posting for this trip. I need to gather a few pictures and am way too tired right now to make any sense in a long posting. This posting is about an incident that happened at our hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad and I were in a room together because we are the snorers and early risers. One morning my dad got up before me and started to get ready to go down to the breakfast our hotel offered. It woke me up and I got up for a second and then went back to lay down and go to sleep when he was done. He left and I was half asleep. He wasn't gone more then 10 minutes when all the sudden I hear the key card reader go off and in comes this complete stranger who is not bothering to be quiet. Needless to say it scared the crap out of me, and I was awake. I sat bolt up right and looked at this lady. She saw me and said "so sorry" and slammed the door shut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I was up I decided to get dressed and go downstairs and tell my dad the story. We were both a little concerned that some stranger was able to get into our room. We also thought it was quite suspect that she came in less then ten minutes after my dad left the room. We were worried because my mom would be in the room by herself the rest of the day. We went to the front desk and told them what had happened and they were also very concerned. They immediately got on top of the problem and tried to figure out what happened. They sent people up multiple times during the day. I don't know if they ever figured out what happened but it never happened again. It was quite the wake up call for me though.&lt;br /&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/1410316877753966782-4038703724969070373?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/4038703724969070373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=4038703724969070373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4038703724969070373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4038703724969070373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-to-wake-up.html' title='Time to WAKE UP!!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/S9phkFWRr5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/nOqM_kWh0Kg/s72-c/do-not-disturb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-428633530182553459</id><published>2010-03-01T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T18:28:19.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Hot Fudge in the World!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad and me went to his mom's house to collect some of the things that we wanted to save and that would remind us of her and grandpa. As we were looking through their books we found an album of her recipes. This was incredible! There were a lot of recipes that we thought went with grandma. She was an incredible cook and I loved going to Grandma West's just to have some of her food. They are all hand written and some have gotten some stains and drips on them. I've made it my own little project to type them and and get them out to my family so that we can keep her recipes going. I might share some of them on my blog as I go along for those who live out of state and just so that others may enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first recipe I want to share is a family favorite and a must with dinner at Grandma's. I don't think there was one dinner where we didn't have it.  In the spring and summer we would go out to their gardens and pick cupfuls of their raspberries to go along with it. This recipe is grandma's hot fudge sauce! It is sooooooooooo good so I hope you enjoy. P.S. Fresh raspberries are the best to put on top of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grandma’s Hot Fudge Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1 can Eagle Brand Milk&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Water&lt;br /&gt;¼ t  Salt&lt;br /&gt;½ cup Sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 oz. Unsweetened Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;1 t Vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:Combine all ingredients in a saucepan  and bring to a boil it should be thick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then put on top of whatever ice cream you want, but vanilla is the best! ENJOY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-428633530182553459?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/428633530182553459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=428633530182553459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/428633530182553459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/428633530182553459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-hot-fudge-in-world.html' title='The Best Hot Fudge in the World!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-2947757352467893942</id><published>2009-11-21T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:13:17.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's Your Sign!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SwhexGDof1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QNGT_iYKPOw/s1600/heresyoursign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406675550190731090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SwhexGDof1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QNGT_iYKPOw/s320/heresyoursign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So many of you have probably heard of Bill Engvall. If you haven't he is one of Blue Collar Comedy guys. One of his bits is something called "Here's Your Sign". This is a bit where he says that there should be signs you could hand out to people to let them know that they have said or done something idiotic. Well I had one of these moments yesterday. Some guys were over at our house early in the morning to put some new carpet in my mom's room. They parked their truck right in the middle of our driveway so there was no way of getting any of our cars out of the garage and I needed to go to work. They were outside when I needed to leave and so I went out to ask them to move their truck really fast so that I could leave. They were talking so I was standing there waiting for them to finish. I had my keys in my hand and my coat on. It was obvious that I needed to leave. One of the guys noticed so he stopped their conversation and asked me if I needed them to move their truck. I said yes thank you. Then he asked "is your car in the garage?" I seriously thought "here's your sign". I mean there were no other cars anywhere on the street or in the driveway. I sat there and I thought "no I just wanted to have you move your car for the heck of it, mine is actually parked down the street out of sight!" Seriously, HERE'S YOUR SIGN!!&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/1410316877753966782-2947757352467893942?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2947757352467893942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=2947757352467893942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2947757352467893942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2947757352467893942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/heres-your-sign.html' title='Here&apos;s Your Sign!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SwhexGDof1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QNGT_iYKPOw/s72-c/heresyoursign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-1268625795588894149</id><published>2009-11-08T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:55:58.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elise Claire Jensen (AKA E. Claire)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvcEt1BfolI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NB4Wmg4hPNk/s1600-h/100_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401791463428170322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvcEt1BfolI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NB4Wmg4hPNk/s320/100_1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On October 24, 2009 this little bundle of joy was born. She was 10 pounds 6 ounces and 20 3/4 inches long! Big baby! As you can see she has a full head of hair. She is my newest little niece and is Kimi and Ryan's first little girl. I think she looks a lot like her mommy when she was a baby, maybe I'll post a picture later so you can make your own comparisons. She is so cute and I wish they lived in Utah so that I could give her some lovin'. Hmmm... maybe I will just need to plan a suicide trip to California and go and see her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401791259941546354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvcEh--gKXI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vhr783npjh4/s320/Photo-0007.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture Kimi and Ryan sent me of her first car ride home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401791154199577234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvcEb1DpwpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xjvOjeaqIIU/s320/Photo-0016.jpeg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I made this little hat for her for Halloween so that she could be a pumpkin. Isn't she the cutest little pumpkin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-1268625795588894149?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/1268625795588894149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=1268625795588894149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/1268625795588894149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/1268625795588894149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/elise-claire-jensen-aka-e-claire.html' title='Elise Claire Jensen (AKA E. Claire)'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvcEt1BfolI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NB4Wmg4hPNk/s72-c/100_1038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-4273748772500977496</id><published>2009-11-08T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:40:03.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to Catch Up On....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there is a lot that has happened in the last couple months and I am just now getting time to blog about it all. So please bare with me as I do some catch up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-4273748772500977496?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/4273748772500977496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=4273748772500977496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4273748772500977496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4273748772500977496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/lots-to-catch-up-on.html' title='Lots to Catch Up On....'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-4732978874204905610</id><published>2009-11-08T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:35:12.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma West</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZ9frsmz3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/kIojf_HzdDU/s1600-h/grandmagrandpawest010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401642786336722802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZ9frsmz3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/kIojf_HzdDU/s320/grandmagrandpawest010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On June 29 my sweet Grandma West returned to heaven to be with her eternal companion. She was an awesome lady and these two were the greatest example any two people could be. They really loved each other and they let us grandkids know it. They were sweet together and it was really sad to see them separated by death for ten years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma was also awesome in her own right. I used to love to stop by her house on my way home from work and say hi. We would always talk for like an hour or more. She was always a person I could talk to and she would always make me feel so special. She had that way about her where she could talk to anyone and make them feel special. She also always taught her grandkids how important family is. She was always the one to bring us all together for dinners. I loved grandma and grandpa's house because it always felt so warm and loving. I also loved that our birthdays were within the same week of each other. It was so fun for me to think that my grandma's birthday was near mine because she was one of my most favorite people. I love and miss grandma very much, but I know she is loving being back with grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-4732978874204905610?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/4732978874204905610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=4732978874204905610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4732978874204905610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4732978874204905610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/grandma-west.html' title='Grandma West'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZ9frsmz3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/kIojf_HzdDU/s72-c/grandmagrandpawest010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-7495091619937889769</id><published>2009-11-07T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:00:30.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyborne Summer Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Heyborne's came down for their annual summer visit. It wasn't all fun and games but on the whole it was an awesome visit. Let me clarify why it wasn't all fun and games. See shortly before they came down our Grandma West passed away, so we had the funeral and all things it includes while they were here. Which was convenient for Trish so that she could attend. But other then that unfortunate event we had a fun time with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were here for the fourth and so we partied and got fireworks and had a little firework show with them. We also went up into the mountains and had a little picnic. It was so much fun to see the kids explore and then to end the night with roasting marshmallows and singing. Dad, Mandi, and me also took Max on a little fishing trip. Max was the only one that caught a fish! Good for him. We also just had the random days where we just hung out at the house, which is always so much fun. All in all it was fun to see them again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401627990078549922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZwCbVwb6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/3ZFO-mjJsAw/s320/100_0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting Ready to Watch Fireworks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401628279042586226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZwTP0JtnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/J38eUT4lwS8/s320/100_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our Little Pyros!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401629068356123714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZxBMPKfEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/aTEs0O9SjPI/s320/100_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watermelon is a Fourth of July Must!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401628416365291522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZwbPYb6AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NECi40kw8qs/s320/100_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gwen was teething so she loved the watermelon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401628622073304162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZwnNtDFGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5TLzVJ-HEZ4/s320/100_0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Heyborne Family on the Fourth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401628947325473282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZw6JXNUgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BWNSBkNuS0Q/s320/100_0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sadie watching the fireworks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401629332354900674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZxQjtYIsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KMOgTYc9hBc/s320/100_0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The starting of our picnic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401629742298712114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZxoa3mSDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TquYhHwrWuY/s320/100_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401629894192146002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZxxQt0JlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WJVIoWoDZJg/s320/100_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought this was so cute! All the kids were loving that Kirby was playing with them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401630075231983250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZx7zJE1pI/AAAAAAAAAHA/t-CxipcZsF4/s320/100_0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401630461631455554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZySSl44UI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z41E2OwR_CM/s320/100_0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Roasting Mallows! Max especially loved burning them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401630786819946242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZylOA3dwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/4y2hLEY8iKU/s320/100_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fishing Expedition&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401631060930881570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZy1LKAaCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6uywvD2feRQ/s320/100_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa preparing Max for fishing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401631230154196722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZy_Bj_RvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IgdmjKTSFA8/s320/100_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max catching the the first and only fish of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401631581794596162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZzTfhl9UI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1KBdHvvlDYI/s320/100_0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max catching his fish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401631415946527234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZzJ1sVQgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ya3gVEyZtoQ/s320/100_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max with his catch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-7495091619937889769?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/7495091619937889769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=7495091619937889769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/7495091619937889769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/7495091619937889769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyborne-summer-visit.html' title='Heyborne Summer Visit'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZwCbVwb6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/3ZFO-mjJsAw/s72-c/100_0680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-959926626813540075</id><published>2009-11-07T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:00:13.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California 2009!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this summer my whole family and me went down to California for Max's baptism and a DISNEYLAND TRIP!!! When I say everyone I mean everyone, mom came down too :o). Mandi and I drove down while my parents flew. Mandi and I left a little earlier and made it a good looong trip, AWESOME! But Mandi and I did not drive to have a longer vacation. See Mandi was already down in St. George for a Senior Trip. The only way to get her down to California would be for me to drive down to get her and drive the rest of the way. We had tons of fun together, THANKS Mandi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went down three days before our parents so we hung out around Valencia. We played with our nieces and nephew, saw Kimi and Ryan's new digs, and went to the BEACH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401611231545684434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZgy88KcdI/AAAAAAAAADo/qnTEuAiAd0U/s320/100_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401611671471159554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZhMjykeQI/AAAAAAAAADw/aLr9Ql5272Y/s320/100_1224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Gwen was trying to eat the sand so we were trying to get her to be interested in other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401610757515233234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZgXXCfx9I/AAAAAAAAADg/J_4tM7X2Jkc/s320/100_1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401612189539360018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZhqtvp3RI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OuyKOUh4f0o/s320/100_1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trish and Kimi are going to kill me for this picture but it's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401610210306740354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZf3gh00II/AAAAAAAAADY/TAO_02LFSGM/s320/100_1207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Saturday our parents arrived just in time for the baptism. Max is such an awesome kid and I am so happy that he made the decision to become baptised. After the baptism my parents went to their hotel and Mandi and I decided to stay until the next day and go to the Heyborne's sacrament meeting. After their sacrament meeting Mandi and I headed down to our parents hotel by DISNEYLAND. Then dad, Mandi, and I went to DISNEYLAND!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401613736582922770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZjEw7lQhI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b56PKH-JLT4/s320/California+09+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401614200424073634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZjfw37iaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eMh0ELmhlXI/s320/California+09+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first day of DISNEYLAND we decided to do some reminiscing. We watched the fireworks (which may I say is AWESOME!! Not only do they have Tinkerbell fly over they have Dumbo fly over. AWESOME, AWESOME, AWESOME.), saw Fantasmic (which is a classic and must see), and rode some rides. It was so much fun!! The best thing is we were on the Haunted Mansion and some family asked us if we wanted their fast passes for Splash Mountain which could be used in the next twenty minutes. The only answer to the that is heck yeah! We rode the Haunted Mansion and then Splash Mountain which is one of the best rides ever! After our full day we went back to the hotel and passed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day Mandi and I went to the park early and tried out our first time at Disney California Adventure. We went to go on Soarin' and while we were on there Trisha, Max, Sadie, Kimi, and Dad met us there. Guess what ride the kids wanted to go on, yep Soarin, so we all went on it again. Then we spent the majority of our day in California Adventure. Here's a side note I do not recommend going to Disneyland on a Monday. There was so many people there that they had to close Disneyland to all new visitors. Needless to say that all the lines were looooong. But we had Max and Sadie so it was all worth it. One of the best things we did was go on Tower of Terror with Max, Sadie, and Trisha. Sadie was so funny. She screamed the whole entire time. In fact before it even started Trish looked over to me and told me her ands were sweating she was so scared. But we got off the ride and Sadie said it was the best ride ever, go figure. Then we went and rode some other rides and then we waited in line for the Toy Story Mania ride for two and a half hours. Almost not sure it was worth it. I'm not saying it wasn't a fun a ride, I'm just saying I can't wait in line for that long for a ride. But it was fun to go on it with Max and Sadie. Then we went on Grizzly Rapids, soooo fun and we got super soaked. Poor Sadie got the brunt of it but she is such a trooper, she never complained. Then we went into Disneyland and rode some rides there. Then the kids got too tired and so Trisha, Kirby, and dad took them back to the hotel for the night. While Mandi, Kimi, and me stayed in the park. We rode a couple rides together and then decided to get something to eat. MISTAKE!! The park was so full that every place we tried had an hour wait. Oh, well. Our dad met back with us while we were eating. Then we rode some rides with him and then Kimi decided she needed to leave (being pregnant she was really tired!). Then Trisha met back with us and we rode some rides with her and then all of us decided to leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401614527168075010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZjyyFxVQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rghL3-5u648/s320/California+09+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401614771995240402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZkBCJHZ9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/K8Vm9JSD9ZI/s320/California+09+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401614989140761298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZkNrEpGtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jJaBEDOCRy8/s320/California+09+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401615219158723218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZkbD9MqpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/CArVcFzMZpY/s320/California+09+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So that penguin Sadie is holding was actually bought for Gwen (get it Pen-Gwen, family joke ;]) but Sadie said she was "protecting" it for Gwen! She's more and more like her mom every day ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401615436704681794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZknuYMj0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/LKKPxvo4RTA/s320/California+09+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The sisters!! I think this was the first time we were all in Disneyland together for something like 15 years!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401615706476183458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZk3bWu_6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/35jyv1DZXko/s320/California+09+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dad and me on the tea cups. We both don't like going around too fast so we opted being on a different tea cup then Trish and Mandi ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401616023174137090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZlJ3JaRQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Z1cNEmDyhk4/s320/California+09+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Heyborne's Traditional Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day Mandi and I decided to hang out with the family at the hotel while we still could. I took my dad to the airport so that he could return their rental car since him and my mom were heading home. Then we went back to the hotel and had lunch with the Heyborne's before they headed back. Then I took my parents to the airport. Mandi and I decided to rest up and then headed down to Downtown Disney. We shopped and dined and looked around. It was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning Mandi and I packed up the hotel checked out and went back for our last day at DISNEYLAND. We went on all the rides we wanted to and did the repeats of all the best. We also went back to California Adventure and explored everywhere since it was our first time there. We also bought our souvenirs and just had tons of fun together. Then we drove back up to Valencia and stayed with Kimi and Ryan for the rest of our stay. Driving back was no fun for me though. It was late at night and so California decided to do some construction. Now their highways and freeways are not as simple as Utah's. So they had me go on a detour but then did not warn me when I needed to get off my detour. I missed the off ramp and had to pull of at the next one and figure out where I was. Not fun. Eventually we figured it out and got back on the right highway. We then had three days to hang out with Kimi and Ryan and the Heyborne's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401616582903712498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZlqcTVyvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Gmh1-PCMSOQ/s320/California+09+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401616877785571538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZl7m0p4NI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aauy8d-maw8/s320/California+09+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401618148840309570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZnFl3uA0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/mbgtSh-meQE/s320/California+09+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I look a little ghoulish with this lighting, but I couldn't pass up taking a picture in a giant C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our last night Kimi, Ryan, Mandi, and I decided to go and explore LA's Chinatown. It was so much fun to see all the nifty things you could buy. We all came away with something. Then on our way home we decided to have what else but Chinese. Not just any Chinese we had PF Chang's. This was my first time going there and it was YUMMY!! Thanks Kimi and Ryan for the adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401617472899745602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZmePy7h0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/_t3Fhz2snn0/s320/California+09+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401617183118365474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZmNYRqkyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7tGUpPwiajk/s320/California+09+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401617769542819074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZmvg4JnQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ugX8C1km8yw/s320/California+09+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is a little dark but it is an alley in Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandi and I then hopped in the car the next day and drove all day until we got home. Then I woke up the next day went to work!! Back to reality!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special thanks goes to my parents for planning and paying for a lot of this vacation. They made sure that everybody that could go were there. Also a special thanks to the Californians for letting me and Mandi hang out with them for a week. Also thank you to Kimi and Ryan for letting us stay with them. Also I would like to say that we really missed Ryan at Disneyland and wish he could have come. We will definitely need to plan another trip where everyone can go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-959926626813540075?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/959926626813540075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=959926626813540075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/959926626813540075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/959926626813540075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/11/california-2009.html' title='California 2009!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SvZgy88KcdI/AAAAAAAAADo/qnTEuAiAd0U/s72-c/100_1218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-2598472201336480693</id><published>2009-06-04T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:54:03.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mandi AKA Westside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiM_KD_kAI/AAAAAAAAABw/G8QRy36guaM/s1600-h/IMG_03532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343675974535843842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiM_KD_kAI/AAAAAAAAABw/G8QRy36guaM/s320/IMG_03532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby sister graduated from high school today! I am so proud of her! She truly is an example to me and I am proud to have her as my sister! So I am going to take this blog to brag about her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Reasons Why Mandi is an example to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. She can see the good in everybody and every situation, there is hardly a time where you can ever find her pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She has never let anything keep her down. (For Example: Getting two major injuries in basketball and keeping on playing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She can make friends anywhere, anytime, any place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. She has an awesome sense of humor even to the point that she can laugh at herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. She is one of the BEST graphic designers that I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. She is gorgeous! But she would never admit to it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love her eyes they are gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343684965854863874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiVKhVf4gI/AAAAAAAAACo/hwiHkfS_vHU/s320/IMG_0908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. She is an awesome aunt to our nieces and nephew and will drop everything to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343676486297025858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiNc8hXfUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0bzkmtyW8p0/s320/100_0657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. She is an awesome athlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343677489795256706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiOXW1_UYI/AAAAAAAAACA/4JeYkBRUpMA/s320/100_0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. She is one of my best friend's (which is a feet for any siblings!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343678930471340066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiPrNx7yCI/AAAAAAAAACI/L7910a1Hvu0/s320/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures from the day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343679469392067314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiQKlapevI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Smor1r9-in8/s320/graduation+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Little Graduate: I can't believe my baby sister is a graduate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343679826483023042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiQfXrxDMI/AAAAAAAAACY/Dy1P0cMwPDU/s320/graduation+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Graduate and Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343680119845245666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiQwcixUuI/AAAAAAAAACg/GkXzKfxtBbc/s320/graduation+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad and Mandi: Look at our dad being a corn ball!! I love this picture for that reason!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you Mandi and I hope this is the beginning to the wonderful life I know you are destined for!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-2598472201336480693?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2598472201336480693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=2598472201336480693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2598472201336480693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2598472201336480693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/06/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SiiM_KD_kAI/AAAAAAAAABw/G8QRy36guaM/s72-c/IMG_03532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-2151140042051330280</id><published>2009-04-19T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:46:31.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, Yeah I Know I Rock At Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay okay it has been a really long time since I have done this. But I must remind that I warned that this would happen in my first blog. It is just so frustrating to know what to blog! But now I have something really fun to blog about! Recently my oldest sister and her family came up to visit, YAY!!! I do not get to see them enough! Especially their cute little addition Gwen. I haven't seen her since her blessing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gwen on her blessing day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SevrF_JH85I/AAAAAAAAABQ/mM9zsLmM-vE/s1600-h/random+winter+2009+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326609472377320338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SevrF_JH85I/AAAAAAAAABQ/mM9zsLmM-vE/s320/random+winter+2009+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326612531864580018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/Sevt4Enur7I/AAAAAAAAABY/cfGPqupecys/s320/random+winter+2009+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can't believe how fast she is growing up! She is the cutest little thing. Although she does have her own little quirk. She will only let mom and dad hold her. But I took on the challenge and she let me hold her twice!! I absolutely loved it she is so smiley and awesome. She is also one of the best behaved babies I have seen (and I know my fair share of babies!). First of all she went to the movies with us and no one would have known she was there, she was silent the whole entire time! Then she went to her dad's concert with us and was just so adorable the whole entire time. She was so enthralled with daddy on the stage that she was very quiet. Then during one of the songs she started to move her hands to the beat and was just so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Gwen's siblings are also growing up so fast! I can't believe that Max is turing 8 in a month and getting baptized. He is so cool and just so smart. I asked him if I could come to his baptism and he said "Of course what else are aunt's for?!" I loved it, he is so awesome! On this trip he was my Wii and fighting buddy. He is also a very awesome big brother. He loved holding Gwen when ever possible and played with Sadie all the time. He is an awesome little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Sadie. She is also smart and so awesome! She was my little tickle monster buddy. She helped me sneak up on people and tickle them. Grandpa was our favorite victim. She was also my Mario Kart buddy. Man she owns that game! She is so good! She whipped me at it over and over again. She is just so adorable and I loved our one on one time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun with the kids. They are so fun to hang out with. Seeing the movie was so much fun and then to talk about it with them afterwards was fun. It was so fun to hear their thoughts about the movie and what they thought was funny. It was also so fun to see them play in the snow. It is always so fun to see Californians play in the snow, but with them they just needed a little bit of snow and they built a snowman! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of building their snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326626498067449394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/Sev6lAx-RjI/AAAAAAAAABg/nTWnN0mgILc/s320/random+winter+2009+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finished product.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326626869090256386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/Sev66m8tBgI/AAAAAAAAABo/aSJbVQ3qeV8/s320/random+winter+2009+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was so fun to see the Heyborne's and I hope I will get to see them again soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-2151140042051330280?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/2151140042051330280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=2151140042051330280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2151140042051330280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/2151140042051330280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-yeah-i-know-i-rock-at-blogging.html' title='Yeah, Yeah I Know I Rock At Blogging!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SevrF_JH85I/AAAAAAAAABQ/mM9zsLmM-vE/s72-c/random+winter+2009+126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-824693847567086676</id><published>2008-11-06T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:31:46.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_bella.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Bella! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-824693847567086676?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/824693847567086676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=824693847567086676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/824693847567086676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/824693847567086676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-quiz-and-share-your-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-4407931329172194925</id><published>2008-09-12T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:33:42.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Car!!!!</title><content type='html'>I finally have my own car!! After weeks of searching I have finally found and bought a car! It is a white 2006 Hyundai Elantra. It is a manual and I absolutely adore it. I finally have my little white car back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7Xu8pXaI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cT6rHbYY254/s1600-h/263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351469928504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7Xu8pXaI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cT6rHbYY254/s200/263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a front view of my car, isn't she cute. Yes, I decided it's a she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7X84TCnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gHPwUhvI7Uo/s1600-h/264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351473668360818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7X84TCnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gHPwUhvI7Uo/s200/264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the back view of my car, my trunk is freaking awesome. I can put the backseats down and extend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7YI3ZT6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/GM7XDrbZLNI/s1600-h/266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351476885802914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7YI3ZT6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/GM7XDrbZLNI/s200/266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the drivers side view. I found this really awesome blue flower steering wheel cover today, isn't it awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7YVrBkpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gWwb5hijJlU/s1600-h/260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245351480323576466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7YVrBkpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gWwb5hijJlU/s200/260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But even  though I have my new car I need help naming her so if you have any ideas let me know please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-4407931329172194925?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/4407931329172194925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=4407931329172194925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4407931329172194925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/4407931329172194925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-car.html' title='My Car!!!!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4FMPwtXgP54/SMs7Xu8pXaI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cT6rHbYY254/s72-c/263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1410316877753966782.post-5590118885200244653</id><published>2008-09-12T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:48:10.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining the Blogging World!</title><content type='html'>I know what you are all thinking, "FINALLY, she has started blogging!! We have only been telling her to do it forever!" Yeah, yeah I know. I am joining the blogging world. But I do not guarantee updating it all of the time, but I will try. Now you might be wondering what you might be seeing on this blog. Well for one I will be writing little updates of my life because what else is a blog for. Also I LOVE movies and have yet to find a good critic who writes their reviews on entertainment value and not just artistic value, so I will review the movies that I see. Also for some reason my family thinks I would be good at this so this is for their benefit to. So read don't read it is really just for fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1410316877753966782-5590118885200244653?l=misscourtneyann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/feeds/5590118885200244653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1410316877753966782&amp;postID=5590118885200244653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/5590118885200244653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1410316877753966782/posts/default/5590118885200244653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misscourtneyann.blogspot.com/2008/09/joining-blogging-world.html' title='Joining the Blogging World!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120197169274020463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
