<?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-7067837694095652937</id><updated>2012-02-02T17:29:31.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzy-Q</title><subtitle type='html'>Bits and pieces of my lovely life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-6137123634629044344</id><published>2012-02-02T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:56:15.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging, I think...</title><content type='html'>Life is good. Perfect, no. But overall I am one blessed girl to live such a great life. Things have changed a bit in my life since my last post. New position at work, new callings, Tommy leaving on a mission, a new car and loads of other stuff. Change tends to be a theme in my life, I choose to embrace it. With my &lt;a href="https://vineyard.lds.org/"&gt;new job&lt;/a&gt; I have gone to loads of meetings about furthering the message of the &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/"&gt;Gospel of Jesus Christ&lt;/a&gt;. I have felt over and over again that I need to start blogging again. I don't know why and I don't know what about necessarily. (especially since I don't feel like I have loads of spare time on my hands plus I don't think that anyone even checks this anymore) But I have decided to start up again. I plan on just posting some of the random loveliness that occurs in my life, dwelling on the positive. Even if it's just for my own benefit, at least I will be able to look back on the many great things I experience in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6137123634629044344?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6137123634629044344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6137123634629044344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6137123634629044344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6137123634629044344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2012/02/back-to-blogging-i-think.html' title='Back to Blogging, I think...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-6887334269446535770</id><published>2011-09-07T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:28:45.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>Good News #1: So I had a great new job opportunity fall into my lap last week! This is the view from the outside of my new building:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=60dfb6990f&amp;view=att&amp;th=132462e4f1d53826&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;realattid=1379336104617150126-1&amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=60dfb6990f&amp;view=att&amp;th=132462e4f1d53826&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;realattid=1379336104617150126-1&amp;zw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be doing human resources for the Family History department of the LDS Church. They gave me an offer that I couldn't refuse! I'm pretty excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News #2: This boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYhlihzmPmk/Tmf9gdOTc_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/HT0qa2JyKzc/s1600/P1000077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYhlihzmPmk/Tmf9gdOTc_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/HT0qa2JyKzc/s400/P1000077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649762991601841138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received this big letter in the mail today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=60dfb6990f&amp;view=att&amp;th=132462d8f3600e21&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;realattid=1379336003076984014-1&amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=60dfb6990f&amp;view=att&amp;th=132462d8f3600e21&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=inline&amp;realattid=1379336003076984014-1&amp;zw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my pink finger nails, not his)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to find out where he's going later tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6887334269446535770?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6887334269446535770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6887334269446535770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6887334269446535770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6887334269446535770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/-SYhlihzmPmk/Tmf9gdOTc_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/HT0qa2JyKzc/s72-c/P1000077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-8794933206254459522</id><published>2011-08-04T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T17:27:32.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch My Corn Pop Up In Rows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4DbpYPd_64/Tjszhk7bRaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qzYTU_vIKuA/s1600/P1000170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4DbpYPd_64/Tjszhk7bRaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qzYTU_vIKuA/s400/P1000170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637156010525935010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals has been to learn to garden. So for my first attempt at planting my own garden I would say it's been pretty successful so far. (minus the cilantro that died and the two zucchini plants that suddenly went missing a day after planting them) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jg5rmrjLyF0/Tjs34puy82I/AAAAAAAAAO0/aFLkG54fg8A/s1600/P1000180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jg5rmrjLyF0/Tjs34puy82I/AAAAAAAAAO0/aFLkG54fg8A/s400/P1000180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637160804998640482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sy25fmKihg/Tjs34Rw0ptI/AAAAAAAAAOs/nqYoy_xqyfg/s1600/P1000174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sy25fmKihg/Tjs34Rw0ptI/AAAAAAAAAOs/nqYoy_xqyfg/s400/P1000174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637160798564689618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukczvSlDGE0/Tjs3OrTDm9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/YHbf_UAnEfg/s1600/P1000179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukczvSlDGE0/Tjs3OrTDm9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/YHbf_UAnEfg/s400/P1000179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637160083864656850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtpYrZclb0/Tjs3OQ6-aNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Mrj9C-aEjqA/s1600/P1000177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtpYrZclb0/Tjs3OQ6-aNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Mrj9C-aEjqA/s400/P1000177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637160076784330962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFKOBGRJps8/Tjs1N_JF_rI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_4w-y-X2T0k/s1600/P1000176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFKOBGRJps8/Tjs1N_JF_rI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_4w-y-X2T0k/s400/P1000176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637157872988454578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzh5VGarr6k/Tjs1NrBVb7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/QuO_eQ2IuxQ/s1600/P1000173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzh5VGarr6k/Tjs1NrBVb7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/QuO_eQ2IuxQ/s400/P1000173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637157867587202994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePwnpc-QufA/Tjs1NQZrLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/U35qPfRT_Vo/s1600/P1000172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePwnpc-QufA/Tjs1NQZrLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/U35qPfRT_Vo/s400/P1000172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637157860441534226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some produce I picked on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;It has all tasted so good! I even made some fresh salsa with it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0gVxkt76Y8/Tjs34wqbkfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/p0FrFr6WG6M/s1600/P1000181.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/-k0gVxkt76Y8/Tjs34wqbkfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/p0FrFr6WG6M/s400/P1000181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637160806859379186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8794933206254459522?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8794933206254459522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8794933206254459522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8794933206254459522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8794933206254459522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch-my-corn-pop-up-in-rows.html' title='Watch My Corn Pop Up In Rows'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/-h4DbpYPd_64/Tjszhk7bRaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qzYTU_vIKuA/s72-c/P1000170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-2995091081523849375</id><published>2011-05-25T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:02:24.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Dream Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fKrxYCIp2PY/Td1Rn1NtpLI/AAAAAAAAANc/mDj5uenu5RA/s1600/greece%2B1.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/-fKrxYCIp2PY/Td1Rn1NtpLI/AAAAAAAAANc/mDj5uenu5RA/s400/greece%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610730455514850482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Papyrus; font-size:12pt'&gt;In elementary school I dreamed of being an archaeologist when I grew up. I loved history and thought it would be awesome to discover things from ancient civilizations. I absolutely adored reading books about ancient Egypt and Greece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Papyrus; font-size:12pt'&gt;In college my love for ancient architecture grew stronger as I took History of Interior Design classes. I dream about going to all of these places that I have studied and learned about. My parents just got back last night from my number one place I dream of going to…Greece! Seeing their pictures made the desires to have my childhood dream job came back. So while I save my pennies I will live vicariously thru them and their pictures and stories and dream of going there someday (hopefully not too far away!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Papyrus; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Papyrus; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L575ckEodyY/Td1RotjVCbI/AAAAAAAAANk/0EnTVzjsyWE/s1600/greece%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L575ckEodyY/Td1RotjVCbI/AAAAAAAAANk/0EnTVzjsyWE/s400/greece%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610730470637898162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZR_ZL3l5iE/Td1Rnd8k5JI/AAAAAAAAANU/ibA2f4T7b00/s1600/dig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZR_ZL3l5iE/Td1Rnd8k5JI/AAAAAAAAANU/ibA2f4T7b00/s400/dig.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610730449268958354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2995091081523849375?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2995091081523849375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2995091081523849375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2995091081523849375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2995091081523849375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2011/05/childhood-dream-job.html' title='Childhood Dream Job'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/-fKrxYCIp2PY/Td1Rn1NtpLI/AAAAAAAAANc/mDj5uenu5RA/s72-c/greece%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-6331011934818916788</id><published>2011-05-19T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:31:58.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT'&gt;Life is interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT'&gt;Let's go back a few months. I thought I knew exactly what was going on. I am a planner and I had a plan for my future. Then life happened and my plans were no longer in the works. To say that these last few months have been hard would be an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT'&gt;I have done a lot of reflecting and looking back on my life, specifically the last year of my life; I can see the hand of the Lord so distinctly. I can see how He has led my path.  There have been many times where I didn't understand why I was getting the answers I was but now I can see that it was for a wise purpose. I have come to know more than ever before that my Heavenly Father and my Savior Jesus Christ know me perfectly and they love me infinitely.  Never have I had to rely on them so completely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT'&gt;I never would have picked these trials, not in a million years. But I would never trade these experiences because of the lessons I have learned and I am continuing to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"…fear not. Be of good cheer! The future is as bright as your faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;President Thomas S. Monson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT'&gt;I have faith! I have faith that the Lord has a plan for me. I know that I am learning so much right now. I know that there are great things coming my way! So although life is so complicated right now, it is Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT'&gt;I think the most important thing that I have learned thru all of this is something I've always known but never completely done. I have learned to rely on my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bodoni MT; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that as long as my Savior is by my side, I can do all things (including the hard ones)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6331011934818916788?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6331011934818916788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6331011934818916788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6331011934818916788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6331011934818916788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is Beautiful'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-1043182863448634584</id><published>2011-03-21T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:35:45.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Sweet It Is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jjvkw5CE4mU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just be honest, I'm totally loving my Cougs these day! They have been so fun to watch this season. Even though I haven't gone to as many games as in years past I have totally been supporting my boys in blue. The atmosphere at the Marriott Center has been incredible (especially for the San Diego State game!). Confession, at the last home game I may have gotten a litte emotional and teared up a little bit when the seniors were announced and then at the end when the players were cutting down the net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you BYU Basketball! You've done my heart good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-1043182863448634584?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1043182863448634584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=1043182863448634584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1043182863448634584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1043182863448634584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-sweet-it-is.html' title='How Sweet It Is!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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://img.youtube.com/vi/jjvkw5CE4mU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-9101172516582100813</id><published>2011-01-25T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:18:43.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back!</title><content type='html'>I got home from a fabulous week long cruise in the Caribbean yesterday. Of course Utah welcomes me back with a beautiful snow storm today. So while freezing in my office I thought about this sight from last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TT-DklGPogI/AAAAAAAAANA/6400afka7tc/s1600/P1000027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TT-DklGPogI/AAAAAAAAANA/6400afka7tc/s400/P1000027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566312328910053890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're all jealous. You would probably be jealous if you saw me and saw how tan I am. &lt;br /&gt;Also my lack of blog updates the last few months have been because most of my time lately has been spent with this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TT-D9xcaqII/AAAAAAAAANI/QIlrRSxyAlw/s1600/P1000025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TT-D9xcaqII/AAAAAAAAANI/QIlrRSxyAlw/s400/P1000025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566312761721006210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be looking forward to some more posts about the cruise, my big 25th birthday party, and ice fishing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-9101172516582100813?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/9101172516582100813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=9101172516582100813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/9101172516582100813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/9101172516582100813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TT-DklGPogI/AAAAAAAAANA/6400afka7tc/s72-c/P1000027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-6107957141605220148</id><published>2010-11-16T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:00:01.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come What May and Love It</title><content type='html'>To say that this last week has been rough would be an understatement. I don’t think I’ve ever felt heartache at this level in my life. But through the trial my family is experiencing I have grown. I’ve never felt such an outpouring of love as I have this week, especially from my Savior. I feel like my relationship with my Savior Jesus Christ has strengthened immensely. I have felt his love for me so strong. I know that he knows me and is aware of my situation and is lifting me up. Isaiah 41:13 says, “For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee.” I don’t know if there is a more comforting statement then to know that our Lord will hold our hand and help us. I am so grateful for the Atonement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week I’ve also felt how much the Holy Ghost truly is a comforter. I can’t even describe the peace that I have felt despite the hard things happening. I know that I’ve been lifted and strengthened to be able to do hard things. I’ve been reading a lot of church talks. I love this statement from Elder Jeffery R. Holland in the talk “For Times of Trouble.” “In the gospel of Jesus Christ you have help from both sides of the veil and you must never forget that. When disappointment and discouragement strike—and they will—you remember and never forget that if our eyes could be opened we would see horses and chariots of fire as far as the eye can see riding at reckless speed to come to our protection. They will always be there, these armies of heaven, in defense of Abraham’s seed.” Not only does more comfort come with this knowledge but I have honestly felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly feel so blessed. In no way is this easy, but if life were easy how would we grow and become the people that our Heavenly Father wants us to become? I have embraced the statement and talk from Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin “Come What May and Love It.” I know that how I react to adversity is huge. I choose to react with faith in the Lord. One of my favorite scriptures the past few years has been Doctrine and Covenants 123:17. It is part of the revelation that Joseph Smith received while in Liberty Jail. It says, “…let us cheerfully do all things that lie in our power; and then may we stand still, with the utmost assurance, to see the Salvation of God, and for his arm to be revealed.” So I will cheerfully do all things that lie in my power. I am determined to. I have faith in my Savior that he loves me and will never leave me alone. And for that I will love him for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember an unfailing, continual, ever-present source of peace and comfort is available to you. It is the certainty that your Father in Heaven loves you no matter what your circumstance, no matter what winds of trial, turmoil, or tribulation whirl about you. That certainty will never change.” (Elder Richard G. Scott, The Sustaining Power of Faith in Uncertainty and Testing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6107957141605220148?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6107957141605220148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6107957141605220148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6107957141605220148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6107957141605220148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-what-may-and-love-it.html' title='Come What May and Love It'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-8700504065842050237</id><published>2010-11-04T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T08:54:18.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward To...</title><content type='html'>I have a lot to look forward to in the next few months. Here are a few of the items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Seeing The Color Purple with some awesome girls&lt;br /&gt;• Reed and Tommy’s Birthday&lt;br /&gt;• Tommy’s School Play (he is the lead in South Pacific, everyone should go see it)&lt;br /&gt;• Harry Potter 7 (yes, I’m aware that makes me a nerd)&lt;br /&gt;• Thanksgiving &lt;br /&gt;• Trip to Arizona to see Monday night football! (my first NFL game)&lt;br /&gt;• MoTab Choir Concert&lt;br /&gt;• Melissa Coming Home&lt;br /&gt;• Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;• My Birthday&lt;br /&gt;• Week long Eastern Carribean Cruise with friends (my first cruise)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8700504065842050237?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8700504065842050237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8700504065842050237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8700504065842050237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8700504065842050237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/11/looking-forward-to.html' title='Looking Forward To...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-205711077060080098</id><published>2010-10-29T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T07:27:44.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Halloween Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TMrZdL6KMlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FeUivIF1Crc/s1600/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TMrZdL6KMlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FeUivIF1Crc/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533474187614237266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause who doesn't love to see me dressed up as a werewolf?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-205711077060080098?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/205711077060080098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=205711077060080098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/205711077060080098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/205711077060080098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-treat.html' title='A Halloween Treat'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TMrZdL6KMlI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FeUivIF1Crc/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-2507453570831908357</id><published>2010-10-27T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:24:24.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Fact of the Day</title><content type='html'>I've had the skirt that I'm wearing today since 9th grade. No joke, I've had it for 10 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2507453570831908357?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2507453570831908357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2507453570831908357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2507453570831908357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2507453570831908357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-fact-of-day.html' title='Random Fact of the Day'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-4480153449971178593</id><published>2010-10-19T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T15:30:21.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Cookies</title><content type='html'>Considering my love for sugar it should come to no surprise to anyone that I love sugar cookies. Homemade are definately my preferance but there are some delicious store bought alternatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession: I have ate 2 large sugar cookies already today. NBD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where these cookies came from is a grand story. Last night I went to my new wards fhe. I say new ward but I've been going faithfully every Sunday and gone to every FHE activity the last 2 months. I've even taught Relief Society. This last Sunday my records were finally transferred over. So back to the FHE activity. They were decorating sugar cookies to take to people who were inactive along with a flyer of upcoming activities. I happily decorated the cookies. Fast forward to this morning. I'm pulling out of the garage headed to work and my dad runs over with a plate in his hands. It was a plate of cookies from my ward that they left on the front porch last night. I don't know how I feel about that. While I am grateful for the cookies I'm not inactive, I go to all of the activities, I went to last night's activity, I talked to people, and it's not like I'm unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll just be the one eating her plate of sugar cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-4480153449971178593?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4480153449971178593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=4480153449971178593' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4480153449971178593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4480153449971178593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/10/sugar-cookies.html' title='Sugar Cookies'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-8982833857377584272</id><published>2010-09-15T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:34:30.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months and 3 days</title><content type='html'>Until this girl comes home from the Tucson, AZ mission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TJERLUb0I3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/xGY4T6e8ICw/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TJERLUb0I3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/xGY4T6e8ICw/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517209904667173746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We officialy found out her release date yesterday and we will be seeing her December 18th at 10:30 am. To say I'm excited would be an understatement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8982833857377584272?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8982833857377584272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8982833857377584272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8982833857377584272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8982833857377584272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-months-and-3-days.html' title='3 months and 3 days'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TJERLUb0I3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/xGY4T6e8ICw/s72-c/IMG_0448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-524610903462398852</id><published>2010-09-03T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T08:35:41.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQLKyXIhI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QEUc-bwzJFc/s1600/byu+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQLKyXIhI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QEUc-bwzJFc/s400/byu+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512705202938389010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIESS3kx0fI/AAAAAAAAAMM/fMOazE90p4A/s1600/byu+cuz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIESS3kx0fI/AAAAAAAAAMM/fMOazE90p4A/s400/byu+cuz.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512707534243353074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it? There is a change in the air. There is an added level of excitement. I love it. The anticipation has been killing me. All for the best season of the year, college football season. Specifically, BYU Football season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQK5gaM5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/zKo-J6bfZ04/s1600/byu2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQK5gaM5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/zKo-J6bfZ04/s400/byu2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512705198299689874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear BYU Football, &lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a brand new season. Good luck tomorrow. I will be there in the stands, faithfully cheering you on. Just as I always have. I have anticipated your return to my life for months. Just so you know, I love you. Please have a great season. &lt;br /&gt;Your's always,&lt;br /&gt;Suzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQKkCVe3I/AAAAAAAAALs/g4OHqlYo-pc/s1600/byu+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQKkCVe3I/AAAAAAAAALs/g4OHqlYo-pc/s400/byu+3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512705192536406898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I'm there rain or snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIESTCExASI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SggvaF_xkLQ/s1600/byu+pals.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIESTCExASI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SggvaF_xkLQ/s400/byu+pals.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512707537061871906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIESTTuJ0-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/L6bgrjanEZ4/s1600/byu+snow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIESTTuJ0-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/L6bgrjanEZ4/s400/byu+snow.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512707541798867938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOOOO EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love for BYU athletics runs deep in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQLrLXvjI/AAAAAAAAAME/LHCScfawoek/s1600/byu+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQLrLXvjI/AAAAAAAAAME/LHCScfawoek/s400/byu+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512705211633221170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just a few pics from some great football moments the last few years)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-524610903462398852?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/524610903462398852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=524610903462398852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/524610903462398852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/524610903462398852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/09/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TIEQLKyXIhI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QEUc-bwzJFc/s72-c/byu+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-2407955344897309875</id><published>2010-08-16T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:09:32.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Lately I crave change. I know that's not exactly normal but it's true. I love change. So big change #1: I moved out of Provo. After being there for 6 years I decided it was time for something new. As of right now I'm just living at my parents until I find something. I want to make sure I'm moving into a good ward/area so I'm taking my time and scouting things out. I feel really good about this decision even though I never thought I would be moving back with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big change #2: my little brother Reed is getting married tomorrow. Crazy. I do love Jen though and think that she is the perfect match for Reed. I'm so excited for them. And I'm excited to go to my first sealing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TGmo1RaLmpI/AAAAAAAAALc/Y8XucDlAy-I/s1600/reed.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TGmo1RaLmpI/AAAAAAAAALc/Y8XucDlAy-I/s400/reed.BMP" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506117652596890258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2407955344897309875?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2407955344897309875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2407955344897309875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2407955344897309875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2407955344897309875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/08/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TGmo1RaLmpI/AAAAAAAAALc/Y8XucDlAy-I/s72-c/reed.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-7637771397745947678</id><published>2010-08-12T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:11:46.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TGRVebfufWI/AAAAAAAAALU/VPdlT1IZ8qc/s1600/Inception-movie-poster-IMAX%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TGRVebfufWI/AAAAAAAAALU/VPdlT1IZ8qc/s400/Inception-movie-poster-IMAX%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504618625818852706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw Inception last night. Loved it! Reason #1: I've never seen another movie remotely like it. Ever. I can't remember the last time I saw something so original. Reason #2: It was crazy awesome. Those two words must be used in describing this. Reason #3: It totally blew my mind. Seriously. Reason #4: The clothes were awesome. Reason #5: The music. The soundtrack was perfect for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I will be seeing this one again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7637771397745947678?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7637771397745947678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7637771397745947678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7637771397745947678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7637771397745947678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/08/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TGRVebfufWI/AAAAAAAAALU/VPdlT1IZ8qc/s72-c/Inception-movie-poster-IMAX%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-4814295188685201207</id><published>2010-07-29T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:35:56.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs vs. Wants</title><content type='html'>I really, Really, REALLY want one of these. Hopefully in the next few weeks it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.motor-scooters-guide.com/images/series-italia-buddy-scooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 219px;" src="http://www.motor-scooters-guide.com/images/series-italia-buddy-scooter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-4814295188685201207?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4814295188685201207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=4814295188685201207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4814295188685201207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4814295188685201207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/07/needs-vs-wants.html' title='Needs vs. Wants'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-3162440174105321742</id><published>2010-07-28T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:58:04.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>So I took a blogging hiatus. I think I'm back now, we'll see for sure. I'm sure I will be updating the world on all of the exciting/not so exciting happenings of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me in case you forgot what I look like. I'm with my lovely roomies Kari and Randi at our FHE bottle rocket event. I know, our bottle rocket=amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TFCnP45na1I/AAAAAAAAALM/h15vJnLxIDk/s1600/36855_757539487809_17819595_40705475_3489980_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/TFCnP45na1I/AAAAAAAAALM/h15vJnLxIDk/s400/36855_757539487809_17819595_40705475_3489980_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499079036433296210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3162440174105321742?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3162440174105321742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3162440174105321742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3162440174105321742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3162440174105321742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/TFCnP45na1I/AAAAAAAAALM/h15vJnLxIDk/s72-c/36855_757539487809_17819595_40705475_3489980_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-3971545573892609759</id><published>2010-02-08T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:01:58.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Gem</title><content type='html'>Today at work I was trying to find some different coroporate gifts. I happened to stumble across this beauty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.e-corporategifts.com/media/LARGE/248TP5097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.e-corporategifts.com/media/LARGE/248TP5097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, who doesn't want their own gold plated slinky that comes in an oak box?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3971545573892609759?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3971545573892609759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3971545573892609759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3971545573892609759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3971545573892609759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-gem.html' title='What a Gem'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-7926898968577317447</id><published>2010-01-22T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:27:51.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved by the Bell Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p58pICH4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/e6Se74owjBU/s1600-h/DSC00623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p58pICH4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/e6Se74owjBU/s400/DSC00623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429786383487213442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my birthday and my roommate Randi's birthday's (just 3 days apart), we decided to celebrate in style. Saved by the Bell style! What could not be great about this party. Here are some pictures from my 24th birthday, enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just in case you couldn't tell, I was Kelly Kapowski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p58QqcbbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/G-Qfh39n2iU/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p58QqcbbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/G-Qfh39n2iU/s400/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429786376920657330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roomies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p574_pJiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/E3Zi9fYEO4c/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p574_pJiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/E3Zi9fYEO4c/s400/DSC00624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429786370567120418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy had by far the best outfit mainly because of her incredible bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p57lrVBKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wdDIUysStkU/s1600-h/DSC00629.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/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p57lrVBKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wdDIUysStkU/s400/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429786365381641378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack and Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p57NicP_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/-OR7rj6ERtU/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p57NicP_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/-OR7rj6ERtU/s400/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429786358901915634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7926898968577317447?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7926898968577317447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7926898968577317447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7926898968577317447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7926898968577317447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2010/01/saved-by-bell-birthday-bash.html' title='Saved by the Bell Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/S1p58pICH4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/e6Se74owjBU/s72-c/DSC00623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-1370094108991824280</id><published>2009-12-08T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:55:45.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>I would like to welcome back snow. I know that by the time February rolls around I will want nothing to do with it but at the moment, I think it is beautiful. I love waking up in the morning to find new snow, untouched and shimmering. I have a huge desire to go sledding but work is preventing that at the moment. I also love that it really feels like Christmas time now. So snow, welcome back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-1370094108991824280?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1370094108991824280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=1370094108991824280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1370094108991824280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1370094108991824280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-792159288773084777</id><published>2009-12-03T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T07:06:49.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise and Shout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBVCVTj8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/e5FzOJ18YJE/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBVCVTj8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/e5FzOJ18YJE/s400/me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076413200764866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shout, the Cougars are out along their trail of fame and glory! Rise and shout our cheers will ring out as you unfold your victory story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cougars! We had awesome seats on the 2nd row of the south endzone. I'm not sure why every year the game vs. Utah has to nearly give me a heart attack but it was fun anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregame. Feeling nervous, but excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBUGvEQDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/adYsEGi4_M4/s1600-h/with+reed+and+tom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBUGvEQDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/adYsEGi4_M4/s400/with+reed+and+tom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076397202686002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did rush the field after the game where I personally congratulated O'Neil Chambers. I took a picture down there with my phone but unfortunately my phone is being lame and won't let me get the pics off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBUtocgPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KFRQ2Kn_X7M/s1600-h/post+game.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBUtocgPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KFRQ2Kn_X7M/s400/post+game.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411076407643898098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look a little chubby in these pics. I'm attributing it to the fact that I was wearing multiple layers of clothes to keep from freezing. I didn't want to have to put on my coat and cover up all my blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was awesome. I screamed so hard and I'm so proud of the Cougs for not dissapointing this year. Great game!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-792159288773084777?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/792159288773084777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=792159288773084777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/792159288773084777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/792159288773084777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/12/rise-and-shout.html' title='Rise and Shout'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SxgBVCVTj8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/e5FzOJ18YJE/s72-c/me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-8768758266693063529</id><published>2009-11-05T16:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:42:43.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween...better late then never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvqt0TMwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1p07nOPMVpk/s1600-h/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvqt0TMwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1p07nOPMVpk/s400/Picture+172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400783157791503106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome pupkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvry2tSJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TkMf2Jq8TV4/s1600-h/Picture+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvry2tSJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TkMf2Jq8TV4/s400/Picture+179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400783176323647634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvrCHD2qI/AAAAAAAAAII/-Negr6HIGyU/s1600-h/Picture+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvrCHD2qI/AAAAAAAAAII/-Negr6HIGyU/s400/Picture+174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400783163238898338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Earhart, A pirate, a pinata, and a hawaiian girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvslS7BaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vCF9rDlKX2s/s1600-h/Picture+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvslS7BaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vCF9rDlKX2s/s400/Picture+180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400783189863761314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a pirate, mainly because I already had parts of the costume. (Tommy was a pirate about 10 years ago) For not usually being much of a Halloween person this year was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8768758266693063529?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8768758266693063529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8768758266693063529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8768758266693063529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8768758266693063529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloweenbetter-late-then-never.html' title='Happy Halloween...better late then never'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNvqt0TMwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1p07nOPMVpk/s72-c/Picture+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-5905880430255081050</id><published>2009-11-05T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:34:16.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Pie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNuuHMosTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fEkdwb3ZGxo/s1600-h/Picture+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNuuHMosTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fEkdwb3ZGxo/s400/Picture+157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400782116632441138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually this is a picture of the second pie I ever made. I had a goal of learning how to make a pie this fall and I did it. Delicious apple pie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-5905880430255081050?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5905880430255081050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=5905880430255081050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5905880430255081050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5905880430255081050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-pie.html' title='My First Pie!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SvNuuHMosTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fEkdwb3ZGxo/s72-c/Picture+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-4760921095652865101</id><published>2009-10-08T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:30:20.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Problem</title><content type='html'>Today I feel the great need to address a growing societal trend that is occurring in the greater Provo area. I am very troubled by the things I have witnessed. At times even disgusted. You may be wondering, what societal ill is Suzy so concerned over? Well my friends, it is the greater emergence of the mustache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more lately I see young men with various types of mustaches everywhere that I go. They turn what may have once been a good looking young man into an unattractive young man. Often, the mustache makes them look creepy (not a look most girls are looking for). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often wondered why anyone would choose such a look. I have come up with a hypothesis. The Honor Code at BYU prevents young men from growing beards while attending school (unless by some chance you have a beard card). However, mustaches are allowed. In an effort to prove their masculinity and that they can indeed grow facial hair young men have resorted to the mustache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge great caution to anyone who is considering growing a mustache. Very rarely can this look be pulled off. In my opinion, it is better to not even try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although these are not specific young men in the Provo area I feel as if they convey everything that I am thinking regarding the moustache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current world mustache champions (I'm not even joking, I saw the competition on ESPN a few weeks ago):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4uNvr81NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eHyogrtAJ08/s1600-h/paullewis%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4uNvr81NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eHyogrtAJ08/s400/paullewis%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390296617683047634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4uo5vxPkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/k8g8hkbxpJ8/s1600-h/georgelutz%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4uo5vxPkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/k8g8hkbxpJ8/s400/georgelutz%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390297084239887938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4u4lySVgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_9Rfsw0bViQ/s1600-h/pankow%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4u4lySVgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_9Rfsw0bViQ/s400/pankow%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390297353759643138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4vDgBqEVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8UhN837yhf4/s1600-h/alexantebibyzach%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4vDgBqEVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8UhN837yhf4/s400/alexantebibyzach%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390297541192061266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-4760921095652865101?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4760921095652865101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=4760921095652865101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4760921095652865101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4760921095652865101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-problem.html' title='A Great Problem'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/Ss4uNvr81NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eHyogrtAJ08/s72-c/paullewis%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-7197372348582154303</id><published>2009-09-23T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:36:53.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vtonly.com/ramos_fall6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.vtonly.com/ramos_fall6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to welcome back Fall! My favorite season of the year! I love the crispness in the air that we already have. I am greatly anticipating such fall food delicacies as apple dumplings. I can't wait to pull out my jackets and sweaters that haven't been worn in months. I can already see the colors of the leaves changing color. Another great part of the fall, football. Oh what a glorious time of year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7197372348582154303?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7197372348582154303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7197372348582154303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7197372348582154303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7197372348582154303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-3574520407645236420</id><published>2009-09-17T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:46:11.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Klopek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://content9.flixster.com/question/62/41/39/6241395_ori.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://content9.flixster.com/question/62/41/39/6241395_ori.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was scanning the news to only to see that Henry Gibson had passed away. Now I was not familiar with the name so I clicked on the article to see a picture of non other then Dr. Klopek ("My brother, the doctor"). If you are unfamiliar with this charcter and the movie I speak of I only suggest that you sit down and watch the cinematic masterpiece "The 'Burbs". Thank you Mr. Gibson for playing the role of Dr. Klopek so magnificently and helping in creating one of my favorite movies of all time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3574520407645236420?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3574520407645236420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3574520407645236420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3574520407645236420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3574520407645236420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/dr-klopek.html' title='Dr. Klopek'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-8886183339441202409</id><published>2009-09-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:19:16.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day of School</title><content type='html'>I miss school. Is that lame? I went through years and years of school greatly anticipating graduation from BYU and now that I have been graduated for 16 months I miss it. I think that I miss it this time of year more then ever because everyone is going back to school. My little brother Tommy started last Wednesday and if I were still at the good old BY I would have started yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the first day of school. I love the anticipation of a new school year, of new learning opportunities, meeting new people, I love it all. When I was still living at home my mom always made a big breakfast and we took pictures out at the bus stop in our new school clothes. Those were the days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I wouldn’t have been in such a hurry to graduate. I love going to school and being taught. It’s weird; I never imagined that I would miss it nearly as much as I do. I still feel like I should be loading up my backpack and heading up the hill to campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could always go back to school. Right now the thought of having to take tests and writing a thesis are just a little too much of a deterrent to go back for a masters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8886183339441202409?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8886183339441202409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8886183339441202409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8886183339441202409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8886183339441202409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-school.html' title='The First Day of School'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-8014009734162897739</id><published>2009-08-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:09:05.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown is on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnnYvEajbSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/I-ZV6vkEuwg/s1600-h/poster2009%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnnYvEajbSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/I-ZV6vkEuwg/s400/poster2009%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366558734139223330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more month till the first BYU Football game. I am so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8014009734162897739?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8014009734162897739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8014009734162897739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8014009734162897739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8014009734162897739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/08/countdown-is-on.html' title='The countdown is on'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnnYvEajbSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/I-ZV6vkEuwg/s72-c/poster2009%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-7177921371934774207</id><published>2009-07-31T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:37:41.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love This</title><content type='html'>We got the cutest little note from one of Melissa's companions, Hermana Lee, a few weeks ago. This is what it said (the spelling and grammer are exactally how she put it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!! My name is Sister Lee. I'm so thank you for your gourgeus packages!! because of it we are everyday happy :) your dauthar is gourges or fablus in here too. So don't worry. Sister Kang &amp; me take care of her. God Bless You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnNjd4BG5fI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B4CUD78YN1s/s1600-h/pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnNjd4BG5fI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B4CUD78YN1s/s400/pic+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364740946032780786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnNjdaNhw3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JBc3VIGck7w/s1600-h/Photograph2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnNjdaNhw3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JBc3VIGck7w/s400/Photograph2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364740938031809394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both of Melissa's companions are from South Korea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Sorry that pictures look a little crummy around the sides. I had to scan them and they weren't working how I wanted them to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7177921371934774207?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7177921371934774207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7177921371934774207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7177921371934774207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7177921371934774207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-this.html' title='Love This'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SnNjd4BG5fI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B4CUD78YN1s/s72-c/pic+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-7224699551396900771</id><published>2009-07-29T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:29:15.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 10</title><content type='html'>Recently a friend asked me what my top 10 favorite movies were. It took some thinking but here are my top 10 favorite movies in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uweb.und.nodak.edu/~natika.baker/Beauty%20Beast%20Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 540px;" src="http://uweb.und.nodak.edu/~natika.baker/Beauty%20Beast%20Cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Count of Monte Cristo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irishblanca.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/count-of-monte-cristo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 330px;" src="http://www.irishblanca.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/count-of-monte-cristo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Girls Just Want To Have Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51536ATA3AL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51536ATA3AL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. The 'Burbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://livvyjams.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/bleeping-the-burbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 520px;" src="http://livvyjams.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/bleeping-the-burbs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pride and Prejudice (A &amp; E or Kiera Knightly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/pride-and-prejudice-DVDcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/pride-and-prejudice-DVDcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Shawshank Redemption (edited of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.bc.edu/~yanno/Shawshank%20Redemption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 404px;" src="http://www2.bc.edu/~yanno/Shawshank%20Redemption.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyhunter007.com/Images/indiana_jones_and_the_last_crusade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 526px;" src="http://spyhunter007.com/Images/indiana_jones_and_the_last_crusade2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The Fugitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snarkerati.com/movie-news/files/2009/02/the-fugitive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://snarkerati.com/movie-news/files/2009/02/the-fugitive.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Charade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meandmybigmouth.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341d299153ef0111686653a5970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 454px;" src="http://meandmybigmouth.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341d299153ef0111686653a5970c-800wi" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It's a Wonderful Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/its-a-wonderful-life-DVDcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/its-a-wonderful-life-DVDcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm missing a few but here are also a list of Honorable Mentions:&lt;br /&gt;Runaway Jury &lt;br /&gt;What About Bob&lt;br /&gt;Life is Beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7224699551396900771?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7224699551396900771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7224699551396900771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7224699551396900771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7224699551396900771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-top-10.html' title='My Top 10'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-6730336410937295788</id><published>2009-06-30T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:46:57.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Recap</title><content type='html'>I have been really bad about posting what I have been up to. So here is an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Wheeling at the Cabin. We went on some really great rides. Some adventure was added as one of the 4-wheelers died coming down the mountain as it was starting to pour rain. A great weekend though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNVLxOYnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R-IET6nASZc/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNVLxOYnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R-IET6nASZc/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176133415101042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpOeC6Y-cI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NRLXelqaKVk/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpOeC6Y-cI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NRLXelqaKVk/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353177385168075202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpOd_2SJNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l3uUzoX31rM/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpOd_2SJNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l3uUzoX31rM/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353177384345543890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Strawberry Days Rodeo in Pleasant Grove. It was pouring rain and so cold but it was way fun. I really love the muttin bustin and the bull riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNVOKgnKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DTYBHmPEON0/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNVOKgnKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DTYBHmPEON0/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176134058024098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluffdale's Demolition Derby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNUl_8YqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/R4kXl6Wb4JY/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNUl_8YqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/R4kXl6Wb4JY/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176123276288674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these the types of people you would expect to see at a demolition derby. So fun to people watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNUr9puHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m7TxANS-4Tw/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNUr9puHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m7TxANS-4Tw/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176124877289586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNUbMyvSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X7ARqpHYUn0/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNUbMyvSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X7ARqpHYUn0/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176120377392418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Orem Owlz Baseball Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpOeQ5bWBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wCTsIM9P-JI/s1600-h/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpOeQ5bWBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wCTsIM9P-JI/s400/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353177388922132498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6730336410937295788?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6730336410937295788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6730336410937295788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6730336410937295788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6730336410937295788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-overview.html' title='June Recap'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SkpNVLxOYnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R-IET6nASZc/s72-c/demo+derby+and+4+wheelers+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-3722187259030644585</id><published>2009-06-24T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:40:44.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, but no Thanks</title><content type='html'>Yesterday one of my best friends got married. I was helping with the wedding luncheon and while in the kitchen at the church my old Beehive leader from back in Young Women's says to me, "Suzy! We met the cutest boy on Tracks. He goes to BYU, he is perfect for you. I'm going to set you up." Thanks for the thought but the answer is definately no. Now really, how well can you get to know someone while riding the tracks to know that he is perfect for me? I just found this humorous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3722187259030644585?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3722187259030644585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3722187259030644585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3722187259030644585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3722187259030644585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-but-no-thanks.html' title='Thanks, but no Thanks'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-3955204884089731714</id><published>2009-05-20T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:31:47.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart American Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://craignj.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/kris-allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 585px;" src="http://craignj.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/kris-allen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a big fan of American Idol over the years. I love it from beginning to end. I love the crazy people who try out and I love the big finale. There have been great seasons and incredibly lame seasons (can we just say Fantasia Barino never should have been in the top 3 let alone winner. I ended up boycotting that season). That being said, this season has been my favorite by far. When we went into the top 13 I was totally all for Danny Gokey, but then Kris Allen really emerged on the scene and I started to really like him. I think that he tied for favorite with Danny country week when he sang "Make You Feel My Love" and then he surpassed Danny when he first sang "Ain't no Sunshine". I feel that Kris has been the most consistent all season long at delivering great performances. And I love that he can play the piano and guitar! Bonus! While there have been moments throughout the season where Danny became my number 1, I am glad that Kris is in the final 2. I definatly voted for Kris last night and I really hope he wins. Kris is the ultimate good guy, and he just has a ton of talent. I Heart Kris! When it really comes down to it I think that Adam is super talented, but one can only handle so much screaming and quite honestly, he really creeps me out. Think "Burning Ring of Fire", so creepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3955204884089731714?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3955204884089731714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3955204884089731714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3955204884089731714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3955204884089731714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-heart-american-idol.html' title='I Heart American Idol'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-6886728062706773746</id><published>2009-05-12T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:32:39.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>So I haven't posted in over a month. Here is an update of what I have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my first rugby game ever. I froze my butt off. This picture took about 10 trys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSxffn9II/AAAAAAAAAF0/bZ8dToptprQ/s1600-h/DSCN0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSxffn9II/AAAAAAAAAF0/bZ8dToptprQ/s400/DSCN0649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335097350050804866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland with the family! Whoo! I love Disneyland so much. We went for my mom and Melissa's birthday. It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on my favorite ride ever, Splash Mountain. At some point during our two days at Disneyland every single one of us was soaked because of this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSxJm8s9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/g7QvJHxsJ7s/s1600-h/DSCN0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSxJm8s9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/g7QvJHxsJ7s/s400/DSCN0661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335097344175944658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for It's a Small World. There are some rides you have to always go on, no matter how lame they may be. You may notice the look of pure joy on Reed's face as he can not wait to go on this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSwzOYqlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_z8z2NjrH-w/s1600-h/DSCN0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSwzOYqlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_z8z2NjrH-w/s400/DSCN0662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335097338167339602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of our two days. We were on Main Street and we were leaving. You may notice that my Dad is wet from Splash Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSwjTrwMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0g0WYDcVn0g/s1600-h/DSCN0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSwjTrwMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0g0WYDcVn0g/s400/DSCN0664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335097333894594754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to read the Count of Monte Cristo for ages. I bought it a few summers ago and I always started it but never got that far into it. I just couldn't get into it in the summer's and then I didn't feel like I could justify reading it while I was in school and had text books to read. I am proud to say I have finally read it. Oh yeah, it was unabriged. Super long but way good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSv08HlUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UcvUsLNT0MU/s1600-h/monte_cristo%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSv08HlUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UcvUsLNT0MU/s400/monte_cristo%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335097321447724354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a few fun things have happened in the last bit. I am looking forward to an awesome summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6886728062706773746?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6886728062706773746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6886728062706773746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6886728062706773746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6886728062706773746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SgoSxffn9II/AAAAAAAAAF0/bZ8dToptprQ/s72-c/DSCN0649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-6393245642025522723</id><published>2009-04-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:35:19.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Spring</title><content type='html'>Dear Spring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            You have played a dirty rotten trick on me. Seeing as today is April Fools day (my least favorite day of the entire year), I feel the need to address the issue. Towards the end of February you snuck in on Winter and gave me Spring like weather. I was quite grateful for this gift. Through the beginning half of March I continued to show my gratitude for such weather. I spent more time outside, I wore flip flops, I went on walks to see the beautiful blooming flowers, I started to smell the fragrances of spring, and I even wore shorts one beautiful Saturday. I was pleased with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The past week and a half you have turned your back on me. Your once warm hand of friendship has turned icy cold. You have sent me snow storm after snow storm (and today is no exception), always in the morning which makes my commute to work difficult. You are an Indian giver, giving me beautiful weather and then taking it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            While this behavior is very characteristic of you, I somehow hoped that this year might be a little different. I am even willing to compromise with you. You can snow up in the mountains all you want but please give me some sunshine and warm temperatures in the valley.  Please be my friend again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Suzy Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I would appreciate a quick response to the matters addressed above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6393245642025522723?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6393245642025522723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6393245642025522723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6393245642025522723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6393245642025522723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-spring-you-have-played-dirty.html' title='A Letter to Spring'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-4507916553461734747</id><published>2009-03-16T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:10:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Lucky in Vegas</title><content type='html'>Now based on the title of this you would possibly think that I went to Vegas to gamble and lost a ton of money. Think again, I don't gamble. I went to Las Vegas with a bunch of my friends to go watch BYU play in the Mountain West Confernce basketball tournament. Here are some unlucky/rather unfortunate events that occured while in Las Vegas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Got pulled over in St. George. We drove my car and at the time my friend was driving. Luckily we just got a warning because my headlight was out. &lt;br /&gt;2. BYU lost. It was terrible. I was so upset.&lt;br /&gt;3. We went and got Carl's Jr after the game. It was the most disgusting food that I have ever had. Luckily I did not throw up.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not only was my headlight out, but also my tail light. I got both replaced.&lt;br /&gt;5. Somewhere between Las Vegas and St. George I got a flat tire. We didn't notice till St. George. The tire was too damaged to repair, I had to buy a new tire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a really great time. It was just one of those trips where if it could go wrong, it did. It was fun to get out of Utah and it was so nice to feel the sun on my face (I got a little sunburned, but I am excited to have color). I have a few pictures but my computer is being lame and won't load them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-4507916553461734747?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4507916553461734747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=4507916553461734747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4507916553461734747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4507916553461734747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-so-lucky-in-vegas.html' title='Not so Lucky in Vegas'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-2874078969705872286</id><published>2009-03-04T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:47:11.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Worth The Wait</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the big day. The day that Cougar fans had been looking forward to for the entire season. I am speaking of the day of the BYU vs. Utah Basketball game. We have recently suffered some losses to the U. To say the least, we needed this win. Unlike other people I know (some people I know started camping on Wednesday)I arrived at the Marriott center at 10 am for a 3 pm game. Fortunately BYU was victorious! Jimmer is my hero. Also, Chris Miles played great defensively. It was a blast to watch our Cougs pull out a fabulous win. Definately worth the 5 hour wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us waiting in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9Wbm6nKaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3JVzAAmb-IU/s1600-h/DSCN0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9Wbm6nKaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3JVzAAmb-IU/s400/DSCN0632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309557517995944354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great play, this picture doesn't convey the crazyness that was the Marriott Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9WcdXApuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PMJKzOMuhUw/s1600-h/DSCN0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9WcdXApuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PMJKzOMuhUw/s400/DSCN0636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309557532610569954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final score. 63-50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9Wc0cA_rI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eHwCNHCoHK0/s1600-h/DSCN0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9Wc0cA_rI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eHwCNHCoHK0/s400/DSCN0637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309557538805579442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9WdcDksAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vw_lNo3LL40/s1600-h/DSCN0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9WdcDksAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vw_lNo3LL40/s400/DSCN0638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309557549440479234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2874078969705872286?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2874078969705872286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2874078969705872286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2874078969705872286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2874078969705872286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-worth-wait.html' title='So Worth The Wait'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/Sa9Wbm6nKaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3JVzAAmb-IU/s72-c/DSCN0632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-5961662225861765810</id><published>2009-02-23T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:54:29.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Same Person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SaN8sGKzpPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h4UQ8WZftYM/s1600-h/creepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SaN8sGKzpPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h4UQ8WZftYM/s400/creepy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306221882984604914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day on my way to work I see this picture on a billboard on the side of the freeway. One morning I thought, she looks a lot like the crazy woman who just had octuplets. What do you think, possibly the same woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thumbnails.hulu.com/14/360/66218_512x288_generated__IIbPTH+BAEqhQre9i7BNgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 288px;" src="http://thumbnails.hulu.com/14/360/66218_512x288_generated__IIbPTH+BAEqhQre9i7BNgw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am saying is that it is a little suspicious and that I am a more creeped out by her then I already was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-5961662225861765810?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5961662225861765810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=5961662225861765810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5961662225861765810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5961662225861765810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/same-person.html' title='The Same Person?'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SaN8sGKzpPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h4UQ8WZftYM/s72-c/creepy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-5486627361047574932</id><published>2009-02-10T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:01:07.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Blessed</title><content type='html'>I am so blessed. I found a job! I started working for Audio Enhancement in Bluffdale yesterday. I am working in the Accounting Department. I am so happy to have a job! I feel so blessed to have been able to survive without a job for the past few months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-5486627361047574932?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5486627361047574932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=5486627361047574932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5486627361047574932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5486627361047574932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-blessed.html' title='I Am Blessed'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-7373853980480923456</id><published>2009-01-30T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:11:08.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Search</title><content type='html'>Well after two months of unemployment I am still looking for a job. Let's just say it is not a fun process. If anyone knows of any open jobs please let me know! Thanks a billion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7373853980480923456?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7373853980480923456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7373853980480923456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7373853980480923456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7373853980480923456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/job-search.html' title='Job Search'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-4167863743335329541</id><published>2009-01-22T17:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:17:14.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Reed Mark Anderson</title><content type='html'>Elder Reed Mark Anderson entered the MTC yesterday. Here are a few pictures from the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ82vF8MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/u38StIz4TX0/s1600-h/reed+namd+badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ82vF8MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/u38StIz4TX0/s320/reed+namd+badge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294291370226610370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ880VvAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fr_L0K7BR9Q/s1600-h/reed+mtc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ880VvAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fr_L0K7BR9Q/s320/reed+mtc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294291371859229698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ8S5GHsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/EBe4nTk_zCE/s1600-h/family+mtc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ8S5GHsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/EBe4nTk_zCE/s320/family+mtc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294291360604888770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ8Oett_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/AWRrTr8Cl6E/s1600-h/kids+mtc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ8Oett_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/AWRrTr8Cl6E/s320/kids+mtc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294291359420495858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ7_d9_PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aAQvZMsebsQ/s1600-h/last+reed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ7_d9_PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aAQvZMsebsQ/s320/last+reed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294291355390835954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to write Reed a letter here is his address for the next two and a half weeks:&lt;br /&gt;Elder Reed Mark Anderson&lt;br /&gt;MTC Mailbox #159&lt;br /&gt;NY - Roch 0209&lt;br /&gt;2005 N. 900 E.&lt;br /&gt;Provo, Utah 84604-1793&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my family now has a blog. So if you want to be updated on all the Anderson Family happenings go to themtas.blogspot.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-4167863743335329541?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4167863743335329541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=4167863743335329541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4167863743335329541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4167863743335329541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/elder-reed-mark-anderson.html' title='Elder Reed Mark Anderson'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SXkZ82vF8MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/u38StIz4TX0/s72-c/reed+namd+badge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-176671807991651414</id><published>2009-01-08T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:21:50.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>I know that I am a week late but Happy New Year! I have high expectations for 2009. I have decided that it is going to be a great year and that whatever comes my way, I am going to love it. But I do have some high hopes for the new year. One of those hopes is to have a job soon. Unemployment is boring. In 2009 I hope to be able to learn more, read some great books, become better at the piano, teach myself to play the flute, learn to sew well, become more crafty, get in shape, and cook better. I also hope to become more spiritual and to gain a better knowledge of the Gospel. Mainly I want to be happy. I hope that 2009 is a fabulous year and that it is great for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-176671807991651414?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/176671807991651414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=176671807991651414' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/176671807991651414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/176671807991651414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-6868646967356695769</id><published>2008-12-24T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:04:20.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas To Remember</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas! Today my family (minus my Dad) were surprised to find that my Dad had written a story about a Christmas from his mission and it was featured in the Deseret News. This story is very heart warming and truly shows what Christmas is all about. You can read the story here http://deseretnews.com/article/1,5143,705272689,00.html. I hope that you all have a fabulous Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6868646967356695769?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6868646967356695769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6868646967356695769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6868646967356695769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6868646967356695769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-to-remember.html' title='A Christmas To Remember'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-4684540383784099243</id><published>2008-12-23T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:51:47.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger Bread House</title><content type='html'>Tonight my siblings and I attempted to make a Ginger Bread House. We obviously aren't very talented when it comes to this. I don't think that any of us have made one since we were in elementary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGfLO9FZqI/AAAAAAAAADg/1Q7IqG_j3Oc/s1600-h/PC230083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGfLO9FZqI/AAAAAAAAADg/1Q7IqG_j3Oc/s320/PC230083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283178853223982754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGi-1K_4OI/AAAAAAAAADw/DVQXYptmI8w/s1600-h/DSCN0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGi-1K_4OI/AAAAAAAAADw/DVQXYptmI8w/s320/DSCN0615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283183038191100130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGi-itcJAI/AAAAAAAAADo/IQRBZK2n65I/s1600-h/DSCN0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGi-itcJAI/AAAAAAAAADo/IQRBZK2n65I/s320/DSCN0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283183033235284994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much Reed and Tommy started just putting down a ton of frosting and threw candy on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-4684540383784099243?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4684540383784099243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=4684540383784099243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4684540383784099243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/4684540383784099243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/ginger-bread-house.html' title='Ginger Bread House'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SVGfLO9FZqI/AAAAAAAAADg/1Q7IqG_j3Oc/s72-c/PC230083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-8649749342286360803</id><published>2008-12-06T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:51:22.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Lights</title><content type='html'>Last night as I drove back to Provo from Bluffdale I looked off of the side of the freeway in Provo and there was a huge house completely decked out in Christmas lights. It was awesome! Then as I drove down Center Street in Provo and there were lights everywhere. I loved it! I have always loved driving around at night during Christmas time looking at lights and listening to Christmas music. It just puts me in the Christmas spirit so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8649749342286360803?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8649749342286360803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8649749342286360803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8649749342286360803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8649749342286360803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-lights.html' title='Christmas Lights'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-2053749232359277386</id><published>2008-11-27T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:33:34.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much To Be Thankful For</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imprintedpromoproducts.com/embroideryclipart/Thanksgiving%20Turkey.CD101706KS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.imprintedpromoproducts.com/embroideryclipart/Thanksgiving%20Turkey.CD101706KS.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving! I love Thanksgiving Day. What a great day to be able to concentrate on those things that we are thankful for. I love this quote from President Thomas S. Monson, "We can lift ourselves, and others as well, when we refuse to remain in the realm of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude of gratitude. If ingratitude be numbered among the serious sins, then gratitude takes its place among the noblest of virtues." &lt;em&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;An Attitude of Gratitude&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;Ensign, February 2000) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things that I am Thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;- My Family, they are some of my best friends and I am so thankful for them&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus Christ and his Atoning sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;- The Gospel &lt;br /&gt;- The opportunites that I have to learn and grow&lt;br /&gt;- Fabulous Friends, I have such great friends who are always there when I need them&lt;br /&gt;- Things that make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;- Good Books&lt;br /&gt;- Music, I love music!&lt;br /&gt;- A wonderful home and apartment&lt;br /&gt;- Delicious food, the food that the Anderson family will prepare today is going to be so delicious! I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few of the numerous things that I am thankful for. I am so thankful for the numerous blessings that the Lord pours down on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2053749232359277386?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2053749232359277386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2053749232359277386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2053749232359277386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2053749232359277386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-much-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='So Much To Be Thankful For'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-2543863786068367832</id><published>2008-10-30T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:08:05.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQp174HVvbI/AAAAAAAAADY/2hM38AmmYrQ/s1600-h/sc001bd837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQp174HVvbI/AAAAAAAAADY/2hM38AmmYrQ/s320/sc001bd837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263148786071748018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQpzygJLChI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9-Zl3f5NE-8/s1600-h/Suzy+Halloween+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQpzygJLChI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9-Zl3f5NE-8/s320/Suzy+Halloween+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263146425994906130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQpzrhYHXGI/AAAAAAAAADI/m8vMI-zJP7E/s1600-h/Suzy+Halloween+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQpzrhYHXGI/AAAAAAAAADI/m8vMI-zJP7E/s320/Suzy+Halloween+101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263146306066930786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Today I would like to speak about some of my past Halloween experiences. I enjoy Halloween as much as the next person. I love candy, so obviously Halloween is somewhat of a hit. I seem to come up with a problem every Halloween. I can never think of something to dress up as. I can't even tell you how many times I have dressed up as Kelly Kapowski from Saved by the Bell just because I have a Saved by the Bell t-shirt. When I was young my parents never let me dress up as anything cute. While my friends were running around trick-or-treating as a princess or something equally as adorable I was ringing door bells dressed up as such horrific creatures as a hunchback or a werewolf. No joke. I remember going to preschool at Bingham High School dressed up as a hunchback. My parents put crazy make-up on me and ratted my hair. They stuffed my back pack with newspaper and put it on my back with one of my Dad's t-shirts over the top. My Dad even insisted that I walk around like a hunchback would, with a limp and kind of dragging an arm.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;The worst Halloween costume of my life had to be the Werewolf. The first picture displays this particular costume. As you can see all of my siblings were cute and happy clowns, I was a monster. My parents bought this kit and glued all this fake hair on my face that was guranteed to come off easily and without pain. Unfortunately this hair liked my skin, it didn't want to come off. I remember my Mom trying to rip it off my face. Needless to say a great deal of pain was involved and it took a few days for all of it to come off. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  I think that I must be psychologically scared by the costumes of my childhood. It must be why I can never think of a great costume these days. I do have big plans for this year. Stay tuned to see how one of my high school choir outfits will finally become useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2543863786068367832?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2543863786068367832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2543863786068367832' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2543863786068367832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2543863786068367832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-past.html' title='Halloween Past'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQp174HVvbI/AAAAAAAAADY/2hM38AmmYrQ/s72-c/sc001bd837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-8619773933243231984</id><published>2008-10-24T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:25:09.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reed's Mission Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQJ07YfA8II/AAAAAAAAACo/or7fXyeEmes/s1600-h/PA230052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQJ07YfA8II/AAAAAAAAACo/or7fXyeEmes/s320/PA230052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260895878255800450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed got his mission call yesterday! He has been called to serve in the New York Rochester Mission. He reports to the MTC on January 21. I am so proud of Reed and his decision to serve the Lord by going on a mission. Everyone who knows him knows that it truly is a miracle that he is able to go on a mission.  Reed is going to be such a fabulous missionary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-8619773933243231984?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8619773933243231984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=8619773933243231984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8619773933243231984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/8619773933243231984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/reeds-mission-call.html' title='Reed&apos;s Mission Call'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SQJ07YfA8II/AAAAAAAAACo/or7fXyeEmes/s72-c/PA230052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-567004185958579368</id><published>2008-10-12T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:31:03.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Old Enough For This?</title><content type='html'>I just returned from my very first business trip.  It seems odd to me that I am old enough to go on a business trip.  It doesn't seem like it was that long ago that I was 10 and waiting for my Dad to come home from his business trips and now I am going on them.  Weird.  My company had a regional meeting in Las Vegas that was held in the Paris hotel on the strip.  I had a sort of epiphany during this trip, only the weirdo's are attracted to me and never was that more manifest to me then it was in Las Vegas where I was hit on multiple times (I don't believe I have ever been hit on so many times in my life as this weekend).  But most of the time they were ultra strange or had a beer in the hand or were incredbily sketchy.  So yeah, basically only the weirdo's are attracted to me as it has been most of my life especially during this past weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-567004185958579368?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/567004185958579368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=567004185958579368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/567004185958579368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/567004185958579368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-old-enough-for-this.html' title='Am I Old Enough For This?'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-6652687369045625573</id><published>2008-09-24T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:38:37.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>After a month of unemployment, sending out tons (I lost count) of resumes, a few workshops, eight interviews, a few rejections, and a lot of frustration I HAVE A JOB! Yay! I am now an event coordinator with United First Financial.  I interviewed with them last week and thought that it would be a really cool job but I didn't know if I had enough experience.  Then yesterday I got an e-mail saying that I they gave  the job to someone else, I was a little bummed but thought oh well.  Well this morning I had just gotten back from another interview and the people at United First Financial called and said that there had been some changes and they offered me the job.  I started an hour and a half later. Conveniently the job is in Bluffdale, less then ten minutes from my house.  So needless to say, I am very pleased to no longer be part of the world of the unemployed and I am excited about the new opportunities that I am going to have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-6652687369045625573?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6652687369045625573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=6652687369045625573' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6652687369045625573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/6652687369045625573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-375962178662117257</id><published>2008-09-23T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:38:49.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall!</title><content type='html'>I know that many people mourn the end of the summer, but I love the fall!  So happy second day of fall.  There are many things that I love about the fall, and it is by far my favorite season.  Here are some reasons (in no particular order) of why this is my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Changing colors on the trees (I love this and I am wanting to go on one last 4-wheeler ride in the mountains to enjoy this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Thanksgiving.  I love Thanksgiving! The most incredible food ever(especially with the Anderson side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Halloween.  For myself I have never been one for the dressing up portion so much(as I had some crazy experiences as a child which I am sure I will write about when Halloween grows closer) but I love to see all the cute little kids dressed up and out trick-ore-treating.  And lets just be honest, what is better than a Holiday all about giving out candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Cooler temperatures.  I don't like how hot it gets in the summer.  Without air conditioning I would be miserable.  I love the cooler temperatures and the crispness in the air that comes with the fall.  The temperatures are perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  The expansion of my wardrobe.  I love my sweaters and cold weather clothes. They are just so cozy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Apple Dumplings.  If you have never ate this delectible dish you are missing out more than I could ever explain.  This is my favorite dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  First days of School.  I used to love the start of school.  Remember that line off of "You've Got Mail" about freshly sharpened pencils?  I always think about that line at the beginning of school/fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Reed and Tommy's Birthday. (November 18th) This is always a highlight of the fall.  The last few years we have spent the boys birthday at a friends cabin.So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Apple Cider/Juice.  There is nothing like drinking good apple juice in the fall. Even better is warm apple cider.  Oh I love this and it is perfect in the fall. Can you tell that I like apples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much I love everything about the fall, and these are just a few of the reasons.  Happy fall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-375962178662117257?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/375962178662117257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=375962178662117257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/375962178662117257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/375962178662117257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-fall.html' title='Happy Fall!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-1618019247042863073</id><published>2008-09-22T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:53:34.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I looked out the window and what did I see...</title><content type='html'>So this morning I was eating my breakfast and sitting at my families kitchen table.  As I was enjoying my french toast my Dad yelled to my mom and I to look out the window.  There in our garden were two large buck deer.  They were enjoying our tomatoes out in the garden (just as they have all summer)and when they saw us watching they ran away.  I wish that I had my camera with me so that I could show you how big these deer are but unfortunatly my camera was in the other room. These are three and four point deer.  They are large and have that is partially in thanks to the buffet they have feasted at in our garden. Every once in awhile when we've lived here in Bluffdale we will see deer in the yard but it hasn't been too often.  This year though we have had these same deer almost daily. We think that these deer live down in the gully behind our house and they come up to feast on our grapes (which are all gone) and our tomatoes.  Then they take a nice refreshing drink out of the pond.  They are pretty but I wish that they hadn't ate all of our grapes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-1618019247042863073?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1618019247042863073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=1618019247042863073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1618019247042863073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1618019247042863073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-looked-out-window-and-what-did-i-see.html' title='I looked out the window and what did I see...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-7141825169067394107</id><published>2008-09-15T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T07:50:27.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless...</title><content type='html'>My Dad sent this to me and I thought that many of you would enjoy it as I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Hotdogs: $12.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designer Shorts: $96.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souvenir Boots from Laramie: $150.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having this guy NOT be a BYU fan: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SM51mU2eEII/AAAAAAAAACg/KoVh96Y7rUc/s1600-h/ute+fan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SM51mU2eEII/AAAAAAAAACg/KoVh96Y7rUc/s320/ute+fan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246259917225857154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7141825169067394107?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7141825169067394107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7141825169067394107' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7141825169067394107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7141825169067394107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/priceless.html' title='Priceless...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SM51mU2eEII/AAAAAAAAACg/KoVh96Y7rUc/s72-c/ute+fan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-5327772979474214253</id><published>2008-09-09T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:58:21.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a Confession...</title><content type='html'>I love things that are cheesy. And I am not talking about cheesy foods. I am talking about fabulous cheesy movies, t.v. shows, books, and other similar items. I just can't get enough of them. Even though they are absolutely ridiculous, I love them. A lot of the things that fit into this category have similar aspects. The dialogue is a bit ridiculous and there is typically a moral to the story. I have realized this before but I was reminded of this fact in my life last week when I went to the Redbox and rented the Disney Channel Movie, Camp Rock. &lt;br /&gt;div&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://thebiz.fancast.com/Blog-Camp-Rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much I really enjoyed this movie. Also, I really like the Jonas Brothers and their parts in this movie. But lets just be honest, I really do enjoy almost all of the Disney Channel movies and t.v. shows.  (Does anyone remember Even Steven's? I loved that show!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/saved-by-the-bell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://thesituationist.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/saved-by-the-bell1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another excellent example of cheesiness that I love. Saved by the Bell. Really, I don't think that it gets much more cheesy than this. Can we just say Jessie's caffiene pill addiction/breakdown episode. I watched this again just the other day, and it was hilarious. But really, how can you not love Saved by the Bell and all types of similar cheesyness? I really just can't get enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-5327772979474214253?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5327772979474214253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=5327772979474214253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5327772979474214253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5327772979474214253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-confession.html' title='I have a Confession...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-2003443108645852899</id><published>2008-08-29T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:44:53.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyz II Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://prayerwarriors.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/boyz2men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://prayerwarriors.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/boyz2men.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my friend Michelle and I went to the fabulous performance of Boyz II Men.  I am not going to lie, I really liked it.  I was a little skeptical at first but I thought, hey why not, this could be fun.  And it was amazing!  Although Boyz II Men were a little bit before my time, I still knew a few of their songs.  So first of all, I loved the harmonies.  I feel as if this is a dying art.  It is rare these days to hear that and it is so incredible.  Secondly, these guys can still dance (something that I really wish was one of my talents!).  Thirdly, I am pretty sure that these guys had not performed for a crowd of this size and who had so much enthusiasm in years.  They kept saying things like "You have know idea how much this means to us" and "Thank you from the bottom of our hearts, this is incredible."  Then they started bringing out their own cameras and taking pictures.  It was really fun because they were so into the crowd.  Last of all, these guys are incredible entertainers!  I think that my favorite section was when they sang Motown hits.  I really enjoyed it.  The only down side of the evening came from the special, special people who were next to us and were feeling the effects of their alcohol, oh well, it was still a fun concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2003443108645852899?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2003443108645852899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2003443108645852899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2003443108645852899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2003443108645852899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/08/boyz-ii-men.html' title='Boyz II Men'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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-7067837694095652937.post-3367571658998485135</id><published>2008-08-25T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:11:46.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>So after four fabulous years in Provo, I have graduated and moved out of good old Provo.  The problem is that I have no job. Sad!  Right now I am attempting to find a job, which is definatly not my favorite thing in the world, in fact it is quite frustrating.  So if any of you out there have any great job ideas, let me know!  Until I find a job, my parent's are being great and letting me crash here in Bluffdale with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, only 5 more days till BYU Football, I AM SO EXCITED!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3367571658998485135?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3367571658998485135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3367571658998485135' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3367571658998485135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3367571658998485135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-5410788844933903165</id><published>2008-08-11T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:08:54.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love The Olympics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SKBhy6Yiv6I/AAAAAAAAACY/wUOr2gIlRyo/s1600-h/xinsrc_4220805082322953245216%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233290294298066850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SKBhy6Yiv6I/AAAAAAAAACY/wUOr2gIlRyo/s320/xinsrc_4220805082322953245216%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely love the Olympics! I have been looking forward to this years Summer Olympics all summer! I love to watch these athletes (many of which have incredible life stories) fight and compete to win and achieve their dreams. I love seeing world records broken and the excitement and sheer joy on the faces of the competitors. It is so inspiring! The most inspiring story I have heard from Olympics thus far has not been from one of the athletes but from another hero. Many saw the 9 year old little Chinese boy, Lin Hao, who walked into the Opening Ceremonies with Yao Ming and the rest of the Chinese team. His story is incredible! His school was demolished in the earthquake that China had a few months ago. He some how climbed out of the rubble and then went back in not once, but twice to save two of his classmates. I believe I heard that only 10 members of this class survived. When little Lin Hao was asked why he went back for his classmates despite the danger he said that he was a class leader, a hall monitor, and that it was his job to go back and help others. I almost strated to cry! What an incredible kid! He is a real hero!  Plus, he is just so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note of the Olympics. I love Michael Phelps and I hope that he goes on to win all 8 medals!&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/7067837694095652937-5410788844933903165?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5410788844933903165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=5410788844933903165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5410788844933903165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/5410788844933903165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-olympics.html' title='I Love The Olympics!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SKBhy6Yiv6I/AAAAAAAAACY/wUOr2gIlRyo/s72-c/xinsrc_4220805082322953245216%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-7010721882388980883</id><published>2008-07-30T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:51:13.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.byucougars.com/uploads/graphics/football/wallpaper/08FTBWallpaper7_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.byucougars.com/uploads/graphics/football/wallpaper/08FTBWallpaper7_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am on the countdown! There is officially one month until my absolute favorite time of the year, fall.  Why is fall my favorite time of the year you may be asking yourself.  Well there are many different reasons but one of those reasons is football.  Anyone who knows me knows that I have a deep love for football, specifically BYU football.  I just can't explain the excitement that I feel when I watch my Cougars run onto the field before every game.  I love it all!  I still get the chills every time I watch the end of 2006's BYU vs. Utah football game.  I relive every agonizing moment as if I don't know the outcome and when the clock expires and John Beck is still scrambling around looking for an open teammate and then out of the blue, there is Johnny Harline catching the ball in the end zone, I am moved.  I know it's cheesy, but I am emotionally invested in my Cougars.  I love BYU football! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-7010721882388980883?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7010721882388980883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=7010721882388980883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7010721882388980883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/7010721882388980883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-month-left.html' title='1 Month Left...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-1689518844530996004</id><published>2008-07-09T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:20:24.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love the 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUoECCnXaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i-l_H_T3rc4/s1600-h/n17820456_35557608_4899[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4th of July is definately one of my favorite holidays of the year, but let's just be honest I love pretty much every holiday (including Memorial Day)! This year we had another fabulous day. As is tradition my family held a big 4th of July breakfast in our back yard for the neighborhood. It was a hit. Everyone in the neighborhood looks forward to this event. And as always, the yard looked beautiful! My parents do such an incredible job keeping it up. Later that afternoon we went to a fabulous BBQ with some of my extended family. The evening though was the highlight of the day! I got to go to the Stadium of Fire with my family. It was so much fun! The Blue Man Group was fabulous and Miley Cyrus got better as she went along. The best part, the fireworks! I absolutely love fire works so this was so much fun! Here are a few pics of us at Stadium of Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnwlaKN_I/AAAAAAAAABI/pW-dkxGQSHg/s1600-h/n17820456_35557541_7736[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221123058634995698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnwlaKN_I/AAAAAAAAABI/pW-dkxGQSHg/s320/n17820456_35557541_7736%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnwgc94qI/AAAAAAAAABQ/TURatmPNlNo/s1600-h/n17820456_35557542_8465[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221123057304593058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnwgc94qI/AAAAAAAAABQ/TURatmPNlNo/s320/n17820456_35557542_8465%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnw_iPbGI/AAAAAAAAABY/8v_M7sibVT8/s1600-h/n17820456_35557604_2117[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221123065648213090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnw_iPbGI/AAAAAAAAABY/8v_M7sibVT8/s320/n17820456_35557604_2117%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              We danced when Miley sang a song we knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnw4IBb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/qD8ioWuSmGA/s1600-h/n17820456_35557605_2841[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221123063659196290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnw4IBb4I/AAAAAAAAABg/qD8ioWuSmGA/s320/n17820456_35557605_2841%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnxEkgMCI/AAAAAAAAABo/_LzCxas8Mgg/s1600-h/n17820456_35557606_3525[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221123066999877666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnxEkgMCI/AAAAAAAAABo/_LzCxas8Mgg/s320/n17820456_35557606_3525%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-1689518844530996004?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1689518844530996004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=1689518844530996004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1689518844530996004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1689518844530996004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-4th-of-july.html' title='I Love the 4th of July!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SHUnwlaKN_I/AAAAAAAAABI/pW-dkxGQSHg/s72-c/n17820456_35557541_7736%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-2977142750185828621</id><published>2008-07-01T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:20:24.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There Are Some Things I Just Don't Get...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SGqu3U6cIoI/AAAAAAAAABA/zIy8pvUeO4Y/s1600-h/02-neil-diamond-012607[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218175383792001666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SGqu3U6cIoI/AAAAAAAAABA/zIy8pvUeO4Y/s320/02-neil-diamond-012607%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last night and today I have witnessed two things that just make me wonder. The first occured last night when I went to a country concert with a few of my friends. The concert was over at the UVSC/UVU baseball field and featured Josh Gracin, Collin Raye, and Joe Nicholes. The concert itself was fun. But in between acts I got a little confused. They brought out a Neil Diamond impersonator. Immediately when I think of Neil Diamond I think of two things, my 6th grade teacher Mrs. Damjanovich making us learn all of the words to "America" (Far, we've been traveling far...) and the second is a classic quote in my family from &lt;em&gt;What About Bob? &lt;/em&gt;"There are two kinds of people in this world, those who like Neil Diamond and those who don't." (Obviously Mrs. D. loved him) Well I began to wonder last night and more particularly today, what motivates an individual to be a Neil Diamond impersonator? Do you stand in the mirror one day and think to yourself "Wow, I have an uncanny resembalance to Neil Diamond, maybe I should impersonate him." Is it a love for tight pants and sequined shirts that make you choose this career path. Or is it just a deep rooted love for all things that are Neil? Pretty much I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second confusion point came this afternoon as I went to my aprtment for my lunch break. As I often do I watched &lt;em&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/em&gt; on ABC Family as I ate. During one of the commercial breaks came an announcment from ABC Family announcing their weekend programming. The announcement stated "ABC Family celebrates America with a Harry Potter weekend." This comes as news to me as I have never thought of &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; as an excellent example of American Patriotism. What is an excellent example of American Patriotism you might ask, Neil Diamond's "America"! &lt;em&gt;They're coming to America, today!...My country 'tis of thee (today) Sweet land of liberty (today) Of thee I sing (today) Of thee I sing! Today, Today, Today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-2977142750185828621?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2977142750185828621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=2977142750185828621' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2977142750185828621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/2977142750185828621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-are-some-things-i-just-dont-get.html' title='There Are Some Things I Just Don&apos;t Get...'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SGqu3U6cIoI/AAAAAAAAABA/zIy8pvUeO4Y/s72-c/02-neil-diamond-012607%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-3973354357694809082</id><published>2008-06-19T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:20:24.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Car Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week on Tuesday I experienced my very first car accident, and lets just say it was not one of my favorite events of my life. So on Tuesday I was heading home from work around 5:30. As I was heading west on 700 N. I noticed this massive Club Wagon van on the right side of the road. Well all of a sudden this huge van pulled out to do a U-turn right in front of me. I swerved, slammed on my brakes, and layed on the horn but unfortunately this did not prevent the unaware driver from nailing the front right end of the Jeep that I drive. Luckily I had my seat belt on, if not for that I fear I would have gone into the wind shield, the hit was pretty hard. So I got out of the car (leaving it in the middle of the road because I have always heard the you shouldn't move your car after an accident) and immediately started dialing 911 because I knew there was damage without having to even look at the car. As I got out the other girl got out of her massive van and said to me, "I had my blinker on." In my mind I was just like, yeah, so that means you can hit me? So I said back to her, "Well I swerved and slammed on my brakes and honked." All she could reply was, "I didn't hear you honk." It doesn't sound like it but this chika was giving me major attitude. So by this point in time I am on the phone with the 911 operator and they said that they would send the next available officer. At this point I am a mess, I am bawling and shaking and my chest was killing me. I called my Mom and she quickly got in the car to come down to my rescue. Within seconds my sister Melissa called and she said that she was on her way. Then my Dad called and he was on his way to Dark Canyon with Reed for a scout camp so he couldn't come so I was telling him all the details. After that this boy from my freshman ward showed up and made sure that I was ok, which was so nice of him. Pretty much I had three different people who I have never even met stop to make sure that I was ok, this was an affirmation to me that there are some nice people out there, unlike the girl who hit me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time, Melissa had shown up with our cousin Whitney and their roommate Ashley. So I was explaining what happened when the cop showed up. I immediatly went and told him my story first. He took a look at the dammage, had me give him all of my drivers information, and had me pull into a driveway. So when I was doing this I could hear this girl giving a completely different story. She was telling the officer that I hit her and that she had been as far left in the lane as she could be in order to make her U-turn. LIES! I couldn't believe that this girls version of the story was so different. So the officer has us filling out paperwork and Melissa is going around taking pictures of everything with her phone. So I asked her what the damage was to the van and she said that there was a dent in the side of her van where you fill up the gas but it wasn't really bad. I was waiting to give the paper work to the cop and the other girl said to me that she was going to just go give it to him in his car. I went with her to give my stuff to the officer and as I was walking back to my car her friend stopped me and was asking me all of these questions, me still a complete wreck is trying to tell her and Melissa just comes and grabs me and tells them that I couldn't talk to them. Yay for Melissa being protective of me! So another cop gets there and is taking pictures of everything and my Mom arrives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after she gets there the cop has me go over and starts telling me and the girl who hit me (I find out her name is Megan) about what he was putting in his report. "Well you are both telling very different stories. And as far as I see it and the way that I am writing it up is that Susan's story seems to be the most accurate. According to the laws of physics, gravity, and traffic there is no way that what you say happened Megan, could have occured. In order for both of your cars to be damaged the way that they are it would have been neccesrary for them to hit like this" (at this point please view the diagram located belowwhich depicts how the Copper and I believe that the accident occured.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213655170350693090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBuogM-zKKw/SFqfwRohuuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wMvP2VJgNxM/s320/suzy%27s+accident.bmp" width="229" border="0" /&gt; Basically this Megan girl just started arguing with the cop.  I just thought to myself, "Girlfriend, you are not helping your case at all."  So the cop then proceeded to tell her that she was being issued a citation for making an illegal left hand turn and whatnot.  So my MOm and I were trying to figure out how to drive the Jeep back to Bluffdale ( I was not wanting anything to do with driving at this point!)  So the cop came and helped us rip off some of the loose items that were preventing us from driving and an hour after this whole ordeal began we were leaving.  So basically the dammage to the Jeep is all on the front right end of the car where it is all crushed  up and what not.  The doors on the right side of the car are not opening and on the front of the car everything has kind of popped out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily insurance will take care of everything, at least it should.  This Megan girl's Insurance company called me to get a statement about the events.  I told her exactally what happended and what not and she was actually quite nice.  After seeing my address and the recorded part was over she asked me if I lived in Devonshire and I told her I did and she told me that she used to live there.  She also told me that Megan is telling a completely different story and that she basically believed me more than her.  Yesterday I woke up with major back pain so I stayed home from work and layed around all day.  Today my back is feeling a little bit better but not much.  I hope that it all goes away and I don't need to go to the doctors.  I am just so grateful that no one got hurt and that the damage is fixable.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite things about this is that the girl had a California drivers license.  Everyone always gives Utahns a hard time about their driving but in reality, it is the peeps from other states who cause the accidents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-3973354357694809082?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3973354357694809082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=3973354357694809082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3973354357694809082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/3973354357694809082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-car-accident.html' title='My First Car Accident'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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/_yBuogM-zKKw/SFqfwRohuuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wMvP2VJgNxM/s72-c/suzy%27s+accident.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067837694095652937.post-1489594773522048449</id><published>2008-06-14T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:23:12.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY for my first post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I am cool... what more can I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067837694095652937-1489594773522048449?l=suzyanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1489594773522048449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067837694095652937&amp;postID=1489594773522048449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1489594773522048449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067837694095652937/posts/default/1489594773522048449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzyanderson.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay-for-my-first-post.html' title='YAY for my first post!'/><author><name>Suzy Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00728166353748208270</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>
