tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83091327281345214302024-03-05T19:34:17.650-08:00Nessa MayAnessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-54270806016188949892011-10-19T19:39:00.000-07:002011-10-19T19:41:24.943-07:00Words to live by.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; ">Make a wish and place it in your heart. Anything you want, everything you want. Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true. You never know where the next miracle is gonna come from, the next smile, the next wish come true. But if you believe that it's right around the corner, and you open your heart and mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it. You just might get the thing you're wishing for. The world is full of magic. You just have to believe in it. So make your wish. Do you have it? Good. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><b><i>Now believe in it.</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><b><i></i></b> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">With all your heart.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; "><br /></span></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-3818985584398601012011-09-10T09:23:00.000-07:002011-09-10T09:31:03.881-07:00<iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OKygDoeIJBc?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So I know it is time for a real post but I just don't have the energy. I have been listening to a lot of music lately and I have recently been obsessed with The Civil Wars. The song above (which I cannot seem to move because I am blogger challenged) is by far my favorite. At this point in my life it seems far to appropriate.</div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-54952138896971193742011-07-21T21:14:00.000-07:002011-07-23T06:36:49.273-07:00<div><br /></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-77243249824646001282011-06-02T07:57:00.000-07:002011-06-02T07:59:21.144-07:0049 days<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;">49 days</span> until I graduate from college.</div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Then what?</span></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-22823903865269692202011-05-19T07:54:00.000-07:002011-05-19T08:03:08.071-07:00Life<div align="center">So for the past year or so I have had the nick-name of Mama Nessa. I am totally okay with that, but the problem is I feel the need to help everyone, all the time. A couple of my friends are going through some really tough times right now and all I want to do it make everything better for them. I want to take away any pain they are feeling and allow them to just take a deep breath and take a look at the good in the world. I am struggling because I don't know what to say anymore, I don't know how to help and I hate that feeling more than anything. I am Anessa, I fix things, it is what I do- it is how I live. It is just so hard when the people you care about are hurting.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">On a lighter note, I am almost half way done with my<span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:180%;">LAST SEMESTER</span> of my college career. <strong>Weird.</strong> I am still trying to figure out what I actually want to do when I am done, but I am sure things will all work out.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">My next post will have pictures, I promise. And will have something more exciting to share.</span></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-31150078379018268582011-03-31T08:47:00.001-07:002011-03-31T08:54:46.869-07:00Conference Weekend<div align="center">I am so very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">excited</span> for this conference weekend, I am <em>not</em> going to Utah and I don't have any homework <span style="font-size:85%;">(apart from <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">studying</span> for finals</span>). To most people that sounds boring but to me it sounds like total bliss! Most of my roommates will be out of town and the apartment will be quiet, and clean, and I will be so happy :)</div><br /><div align="center">I will also be making creme <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">brulee</span> french toast, which is quite possibly the most delicious thing ever! So <strong>hooray</strong> for conference weekend! And HOORAY for Winter semester almost being over!!! <span style="font-size:78%;">WOOP WOOP!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>PS I get to see my baby in Portland in 9 days people!</em></span></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-21874756106552557182011-03-25T08:06:00.000-07:002011-03-25T08:21:10.790-07:00You Rule.<div><div align="center">Some days I really enjoy being in Idaho, even being in Rexburg. But other days I want to run so very fast away from this teeny tiny town that has absolutely nothing in it, and the closest mall has a Macys the size of my living room, and that mall is 30 minutes away. But the truth is, I dont even care about the small mall, or the fact that everything closes at 11 pm. All I want in my life, all I NEED in my life is......<span style="font-size:180%;">YOGURTLAND!!</span> You see, I have a bit of an obsession. When I go home for a week, I will be there every single day - the guy who works there begins to recognize me. I am not ashamed.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588037260143592434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZlVHJm8UXdiGEVDey8xvh_C30fdzixjUKli6NJY9ujYHZKzn4UodWUisCt-rnNrlGL6E6FgGJCP6V6xsEvLg5UJIi0jjCN-4pubE4o3Xf1HEb3BfIV0rz75IXVaJxe6B8qosYNrb5FlZt/s320/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">If you ask me what I get, pretty much everyone in my family or anyone who has come home with me can tell you, I never change, "if it aint broke, don't fix it" and change is scary! What if I didnt like it? Then I would have a negative experience with Yogurtland (but that could never happen because everything is so delicious!)</div><br /><div align="center">So here it is, next time you are at Yogurtland this is what you get:</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Orginal Tart<br /><br />Strawberries (or blackberries which ever look better)</div><br /><div align="center">Chocolate Chips</div><br /><div align="center">&&&</div><br /><div align="center"><strong>MOCHI!</strong></div><br /><div align="center">(if you omit the mochi, it would be like forgetting the peanut butter in a PB&J sandwich, it is just not right)<br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588036427316783714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_z4jYWiWTGhz6lsNFeKF7ls2tDnoKCASfmgDMpCZ4FX6pDbMuP9D9EsmpxkfCwp86GAMg0OCoj3Caswgs3sTsJ6SjWrtAx_jbGV-kvNmCv_DFZAaJc20tpjPcuC88Kq-gtb2cUxZYJBg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">This is the last time I want to Yogurtland, and I long for it every second of everyday - no joke.</div></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-21864200913580341782011-03-16T21:26:00.000-07:002011-03-17T07:59:45.064-07:00Summer, is that you?<div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">It has actually been getting <em>"warm"</em> here lately! <span style="font-size:85%;">(meaning in the 40s and raining but we take what we can get)</span> So I have been getting very excited at the possibility of Summer. I even went a walk on Sunday, granted I was bundled up and we had to cut it short because I was freezing but I went outside and it was magical! </span><span style="color:#666666;"></div><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">Wellll the truth is, it is <strong>NOT</strong> summertime. But boy do I wish that was the truth, I need sunshine in my life. Because this will be my last summer in Rexburg I thought I would just write a quick like of why <span style="font-size:130%;">I love Rexburg summers</span> so very much:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">1. warmth!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">2. color on my skin (imagine that)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">3. flip-flops - <span style="font-size:78%;">not on campus of course :)</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">4. sports - flag football, lacrosse, softball, soccer</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">5. warm summer nights</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">6. bonfires at the dunes/beaverdick</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">7. swimming/bridge jumping</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">8. clear skin <span style="font-size:78%;">(I am a sun baby and when it is dry and cold my face goes CRAZY!)</span></span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">9. otter pops</span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">10. bbq food</span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">11. THE 4TH OF JULY!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">12. the sound of the whistles at the fields when my window is open</span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">13. doing my homework outside</span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">14. did I mention warmth?!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">15. sun dresses </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(NO tights)</span></span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">16. painted toes</span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;color:#666666;">17. green grass</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">18. Snoasis!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">19. picnics at Porter Park</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">20. walks on Sundays</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">21. the swimming hole :)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">22. oh ya, and <strong>SUNSHINEEE!!!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">I cannot wait for Summer to get here already!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">P.S. Only three weeks left in this semester, and then one more semester and I will offically be a college graduate! WOOO!</span></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-15437514464480603692011-01-27T07:50:00.000-08:002011-01-27T08:08:17.221-08:00Snow and Superbowl<div align="center">We had our ward opening social a couple weeks ago, it was so fun we went sledding and then got to eat yummy food. It was at our high council members house, he runs a church welfare farm so there was plenty of space and a gigantic hill!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566896008395131634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9sVT3-CPeiHHn5iOSHL7n4v8xWKLZd9baxsUunYoDcKv4Ic6dBmLPZKsFtW9PcG6XzgTRd36fVXVq8bR8GR-hMPATCzxCRGDL5IzXSWCGcC_LL4IxifziKvs8tzFuLAToeGbg5eF8xOX/s320/DSCN4403.JPG" border="0" />Here we go! <span style="font-size:78%;">(Okay the truth is, I am not even on that tube train.) </span></p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566895245288761666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTATs2XhTUGeTRxJW4ZgOBu85fpgl11sTF2dBnP8KrSyRQ1CrO1S83_C9zbfCjIUGUBHcTvzbgBgmBFZK8-DkBJjhp9W87V_PQQ8FuznSbemESqrCSND_DcHXBxLTq_7ULLwqNm3zcS7R8/s320/DSCN4405.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">We are pretty fantastic<br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566895242122195138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBnaOqpiGQlku2BfTwaq5xjOgTSgN9F1gcYEYSCK0suxtOEdW7p-eenRRLP7W1ziPHKtCJstcmJw-QlQymvxJIfDwM6MYY0jbBr-uC_bR7DpAlvmg9mr-ybfcmyXheDXjAP0ep1ZKAAbqg/s320/DSCN4404.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Me, Brooke, and Sydney</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Oh and guess what?! </div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#009900;">MY GREENBAY PACKERS ARE GOING TO THE <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">S<span style="color:#009900;">U</span>PERBOWL!!!!!</span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566896705035456466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg911qWpK1Ld1Ocs30DebrCCJAL1tRT6fJwHA4gZRDcaLC1DEp-TGYmmhGKWip0QyR_qScjohXFyTh5qmXNunhse6bbzImpwAVzxtoYTpfxUidOnQ7zX3HsV8cAKIApYEhAnlDKmQ_bALx8/s320/DSCN4431.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">I can't wait for February 6th, 2011. We are going to kick so Steelers butt :)</p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">GO </span><span style="color:#009900;">PACK</span> <span style="color:#ffcc00;">GO!</span></span></strong></p>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-6810847121954042762010-10-29T11:16:00.000-07:002010-10-29T11:31:37.306-07:00Slacker!I know it has been forever! If it wasn't for my dear friend Dara harassing me into updating my blog it would probably be another 6 months :) Thank you Dara.<div><br /></div><div>Where to start? This semester I am off track but I decided to stay in Rexburg so that I could have a social life. As it turns out staying this semester meant that I was called as the new Relief Society President. Yes, you read that correctly I, Anessa Humes, am Relief Society President! Crazy huh? I think so. I know it is only a student ward so it doesn't totally count but it is still tons of work. I am enjoying it more and more everyday. I am learning so much about myself, things I need to work on and I am also discovering some of my talents and strengths and that has been such a blessing. I have also been able to meet many new people within the ward and it has been so much fun! </div><div><br /></div><div>I am on flag football team and we are pretty much amazing!! Our team name is Gouda, as in "my favorite's gouda" from the movie She's the Man. That movie is constantly quoted in our apartment and the name just felt right. Our team is the greatest, we have 9 girls on the team and about 7 coaches. Haha. Those boys are amazing to come out and help us every week. The other week I got a touchdown and man was I excited! In all the sports I have played in my life I never get to be the one who scores points so I was stoked!!! We just won our quarter final game last night and next week we go onto semi's and then FINALSS!! I can't wait, GO GOUDA!</div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of football, I am in a fantasy football league. But the special part about this league is that it is the Elder Quorum league. HAHA. I am the only girl and am in 2nd place right now. It is pretty funny. Mostly my brother and my friend Kurtis helped me pick my team but still my name is on it so I am winning! </div><div><br /></div><div>Sorry for the lame no picture post. I promise I will be a better blogger!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh ya, I am also on a softball team and boy do I have a story, it involves my face, a softball, and 6 stitches. I will tell more later :)</div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-65876853723153245622010-03-12T07:07:00.000-08:002010-03-12T07:29:04.046-08:00Frustration & Apollo<div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I hate to be a Debbie Downer, but right now I just need to let it out. I am seriously struggling with some of my roommates. We just do NOT get along, and I like to think I am a fairly easy person so get along with. In all my semesters with all of my roommates it has never been like this. The truth is, I have been so unbelievably blessed with amazing roommates in the past that this time it is hard. So now I am clashing big time with these new girls, and I am getting upset when I am at home and that is suppose to be the place I can relax. UGHH! So frustrating, I am trying hard not to make this a gossipy post. (Even though I would very much like to do that)</div><br /><div align="center">But fear not!! I have two great girls who do live with me and I have neighbors who let me come over whenever I feel I am going to go crazy, and I have the wonderful Carriage House 108 apartment whom I love and we have a pretty great time together. So the truth is, apartment life can be tough sometimes but I will get through it. Not a problem :) </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Anyway! During the Oylmpics I got pretty into it and I am in LOVE with Apollo Ohno! He is so stinking great and humble and I love it! So some friends and I decided for his last races we would try to look like him...</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447767845053362946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51xmZ0freN-lYbu0NVgzxwEPxlAUrnRIN4VM2Po_38laSFfOoU2B34Y3QcRkhgq9APIH5HFiZ5Smu9N1aMaXB7lue0C2XPE_nY6daUj9cLmv4TEmW3Nkf2SyzOdJLlZoVJovJD_5sP2pv/s320/apolo_ohno_002_(2).jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">soul patches (drawn on with eyeliner), and bandanas!! (we didnt have enough bandanas but Stephanie had do-rags so some people used those)<br /></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447767850698525586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHF9aZb87HKwNj1KeVjUTR9_M3N1hNPKczqpws-g8nn6rJJb4Vox0CJZFux6jIKXAwxbbuzxZtR-z54Wgqruc77mX1G2mHcboxaJwVTHKA4HVGjWTfTol6TLRwDP3MDzD6OJidkwRK6Ou4/s320/25066_729066542819_17809694_39858512_7937291_n.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"> His famous yawn! I was just trying to really understand what it was like to be him :)</p><p align="center">GO USA!!</p>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-35662790030090328322010-03-06T14:26:00.000-08:002010-03-06T14:45:08.980-08:00I'm Back!!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know what you are all thinking. "Where the heck is Anessa? I wish Anessa would blog about her really exciting life." Well folks, your wish is my command! I'm back and better than ever!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been so busy this semester I am taking 18 credits and working 20 hours a week, so pretty much I have ZERO social life. And its winter time in Rexburg which means that life is miserable. But I am not going to be a negative nancy about it all because guess what?!? It has been amazingly warm and sunny here for the past couple of days. I went to library, got all my homework done, and then went and ate lunch in the park with my roommate! I love the sunshine. So needless to say I am in a super great mood now. And I am about to buy my plane ticket for the break between semesters. I was trying to decide if I should go home or if I should go to Portland to visit my Aunt and Sullivan...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjHN-Q8rRFn15SjUemW8_y_SA7LcfSmrJyk8Z6Wdq-IRsgQKcOR0ryGjsyB2ViinxHJ8YKXkIy1P4P6Ea5yPCCrfja2Cyj22IXDSnnRoqUbEEwIjkwRCocxQ6xu54K2rxtHi2HrRq0OQi/s320/17879_289310456848_637911848_3525454_3868843_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445654904123383442" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But look at that face! How could I not go to Portland?? I think my decision has been made. Sorry Mom, but you would do the same thing.</div><div><br /></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-40492989980902671972009-11-25T22:57:00.000-08:002009-11-26T10:46:49.018-08:00Thankful<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">"Somedays we forget</span></b></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(64, 64, 64); line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">to look around us;</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">somedays we can't see</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">the joy that surrounds us.</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">So caught up inside ourselves</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">we take when we should give.</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There's so much to be thankful for."</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Nothing like a little Josh Groban to bring that holiday cheer! I am thankful for so very many things I have in my life. The blessings I have are abundant and I want/try to express my gratitude in every way possible. So here is my list of thanks for this year <i>(in no particular order)</i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1. Yup, you guessed it my Father in Heaven, the gospel on this earth today, and for being born at the time that I was. Am I so certain that this was the best time for me :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">2. My family. I have a great one even if at times I have a strong desire to give them all giant noogies! I love them anyway. My brothers are some of the craziest people on the planet but they sure do keep me entertained.</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3lVWgv78mlaUDXw47Ffk-mj0sJbug4Q_748Z5JR6R1-AF2a9F22nRXf2o4LNCPxdee3z7EQsE9Jsg5_TISW5zlLz4IS5yMSH9LLCO06svPksT6Qh9P5tNlmILrhPI_hsjgmVzyFzE0QaM/s320/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408310024842564674" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">3. My friends. Let's be honest here, everyone thinks they have the greatest friends on the plant but I hate to break it to you all. But mine <b>TOTALLY WIN!!</b> No one will ever make you laugh so hard, or make you feel so beautiful, or care so much about you as my friends do. I absolutely love them. Gotta rep Camden 4!! (Okay, I promise I have other friends too but I couldn't get anymore pictures on here.)</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUrlTaUxXstgU8n9WW2Z5fd94SaXvvBWN9YiwmFzuTkwEJOoNcpWgzerxShUqosnOFTmBe2W-Q-yfQ_zcnyjwAweZZ8I9k-FKJPK8JCgLyGtRUs_PUGeCpWVDJ1jfexXKPr2tqYluf96Xm/s320/DSC01514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408310018935746530" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">4. My sister- yes, it is true that I do not have a biological sister but that doesn't mean anything to me and my very best friend Amanda Jane. If any of you know us together you know that we are pretty ridiculous, but thats what makes us so great! I love this girl to death and she is seriously the best!</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyFCYkQBxkxqlSfRaXKvVY2YaUENYB-_kMHGYuLbiadYRBD49oHU_DKDTkfqDqfmjsU1CWJTc9Zdr-KPk_1IpC_r05q7nyMBvGnYzZCXfoEJOThgIOR7WA4ms1hKLVhBLaXSv5uXaz768p/s320/n193309288_33485679_1996808.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408310010971661826" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">5. All the wonderfully inspiring women in my life, you will never know what amazing examples you are all to me! You are all amazing mothers, friends, sisters, and testimony builders. Thank you for being who you are.</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmJzPIBZ2IlWO5jT8NAzGyxCSoLZ4lzOfYbzmuEnQOHIEyqi_SI0rlZDhwVF-un6dXnP2luOP1to6yfaifdPYlv74UGHk5w8TjJs5I6rGO1mIpECfxaYCqi8eljBZ-I9hw8oQQ7b5zfrR5/s320/DSC01427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408310005687175458" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">6. And most of all, I am thankful for the love that I receive from everyone around me. Whether you all know it or not you are amazing influences in my life and I am that much better for knowing you all.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Eat lots of pie! And take lots of pictures, I need something to look at while I am blog stalking ;)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div></span>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-37828949861421646472009-10-18T14:15:00.000-07:002009-10-18T14:55:51.186-07:00Woodmansee Wedding<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8shy4ZhkPPasCow8c-jt9iTe62tb3CxBnKJ0aNnIQoIlxIZgOgJ7IfbACwEWfGq-pj7R2jxWD6MRo5pGuoXLcgWaks5c2_xwCUivYBjkT6pN4_bc25CW_aTAKEDIGEFMzxgwGOAvLQKek/s1600-h/Feet.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8shy4ZhkPPasCow8c-jt9iTe62tb3CxBnKJ0aNnIQoIlxIZgOgJ7IfbACwEWfGq-pj7R2jxWD6MRo5pGuoXLcgWaks5c2_xwCUivYBjkT6pN4_bc25CW_aTAKEDIGEFMzxgwGOAvLQKek/s320/Feet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394057706013051090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I had the AMAZING opportunity to be apart of my dear friend Jenni Jolley's (well I guess that it Woodmansee now, but that is not important) wedding! I made the journey to Oregon </div><div style="text-align: center;">for the festivities. It</div><div style="text-align: center;">was amazing, the decorations, the bridal party, particularly Jacob. HAHA!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> The reason this wedding was so special is all because of the wonderful bride and groom. You will never find anyone like them, they both have the kindest hearts and are absolutely perfect for each other.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The BEAUTIFUL couple!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0020LDHGYFGsP4hYOrGU4rCEOuV0BioVGJRN9MgJS5XVah_U3Kkwrmfe5Gis0yOWG1QrJ9vbIMHETdFaz4YsdCjo1-Fp4NvYvIUIVBEWgZEFvLE_ET6GhKqALO96pj_OB2ApzaK6WRW2/s320/DSC01659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394057714641892930" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Half of the bridesmaids</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-uPr-vJj3L10HM4RSLp1dJfiFKzjTlOv8cRtjnHIxwrXYL2gFOB9Z-IQKBFvQ-Kziwy6dWgtnXezZ-vN_f14Ppop8Mul5vijeL8aopbGu6AYYFlsoEjU9zQmvj9chNrZ_UK-V9sA3IUK-/s320/temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394059501112526738" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Lindsey at the luncheon.<br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlXGqG8_vv7RnUKL830aHhTPqfJMOSWrvnGm9slG6rm4XZ3be-1Zwu21qu4eGm3Vy76NBQDVaRoymw9xROcwxbmpY6h722cJbuu9qjAAElu8ldWQRRJP-JAq-Ww_XexdCqVzcAteIU21Y_/s320/DSC01667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394054854512721746" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Most of the Bridal Party at the reception.<br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAllzUvjHAjdLMzRd7OrZTxoD3P1Vvfbf7ocmjtdzDAvQw4Qw36jwRAshW4sR5MB33nkQvDtqTQ6Tjki6sJMCFpBPLeZ30yYf39KrYLdJrrnREDWMlo_j9p6zojtWa0H24kDAeRhperJ0d/s320/BP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394059497685856018" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dancing the night away!!<br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhosg_GClTpdQK8q91iYOIB2JfzGkachWZ5hqo6YGitGgXN5OIJYX91pEmB9t88C6iLkQgl4x_TU_udpNsi2PX81NSQOorsjGrB4_1RWEacPQsjgHteJdqNWCjURVwL0LBAiAEWoG9wnSkv/s320/DSC01691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394054863966878418" />All in all it was an amazing time, and I am so lucky to have been able to be apart of it. Congrats again to Mr. & Mrs. Woodmansee! I love you both so much.</div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-2900785936988852782009-10-10T13:33:00.000-07:002009-10-10T13:55:14.153-07:00Seattle Fun<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It is official, I am the world's worst blogger. It isn't that I don't have the time to update just that I am far to lazy. What a sad excuse, but it is the best I have.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What is important is that I'm here now! Fun things have happened since I last updated. I went to Eugene for Jenni and Michaels wedding, I moved to Portland for my internship, I went on some fantastic vacations, and I turned 21!! I will blog about all of those later, because once again. I am too lazy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This past weekend I went to visit my friend Angie in Seattle. And I basically fell in LOVE! That city is just amazing. I had so much fun and I decided that I can now accept the fact that my mother is going to move there. In fact I am excited!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7izxD2Zd0YcaYJgvqBZXYgwfNvIIfAlhUahLxIXCkX1TQRbR8doeJSdzy9jttq-4Fonvss3Wbypdn__7IvWQxXXTO1YA3r4ooWuEsd0q6BquxIubZ-j0wFKKVMHGZ5_nngqqrKEDOoUly/s320/DSC01757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391075685584311042" /><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, I went and did all the touristy things. I didn't actually go to the top of the space needle but we went and saw it. I am a dork :)</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgx8RKEUtXtv43EkcTT-6TZCOHGQGpSfjYvf-p_CU_Rz-pngiN-nF3ZOKgSgYoPV1gY9ORFDUUKmhmlSZ_7s6prkDQAwHikhwBNKf-tNcDffMmOO_gDn22ZfODoJNjOY_dICAgu_3Djmgm/s320/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391075662601704082" /><div style="text-align: center;">Angie took my to the public market and I loved it!! Oh my, all the fascinating things to look at the different people and the beautiful flowers and delicious treats. It was great.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgYvZdD0KIbs6PoMBS1YUr6KBle7yhn6c3mRkhua3VPKiwlF1U6OzpUPENpC9yuWiFv2uKXJa5P1rJaHo3yrzgKHS9ViaCYYq8WmcJakq10OJ4FlhM8keZ7gbnR2t5Giwxgac6RtGPTJON/s320/DSC01754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391075669919195842" /><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful fresh flowers + scrumptious caramel apple covered in chocolates= Nessa one VERY happy girl :)</div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-51968635713826443282009-06-17T16:46:00.000-07:002009-06-17T16:58:32.218-07:00Let them eat cake!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHqBjGokZkhFWYoUzRnnpvYqnIywOSCJENKq-iI6nbSP1DDa6-Yw5qpvzKipgCrg2yKVZlLBvkwyeX-hlQTv4ddoUgSK4_sxnHec5OrboRDQSE8oWIriD4oWUwJpynpcQXcbP85LG-Jg7U/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHqBjGokZkhFWYoUzRnnpvYqnIywOSCJENKq-iI6nbSP1DDa6-Yw5qpvzKipgCrg2yKVZlLBvkwyeX-hlQTv4ddoUgSK4_sxnHec5OrboRDQSE8oWIriD4oWUwJpynpcQXcbP85LG-Jg7U/s320/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348449361034397442" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; ">I am in a cake decorating class with my roommate Lindsey and the last project we completed was a fondant cake. It was my first attempted at using fondant and there were some bumps in the road but I think it turned out pretty cute! 4th of July is my favorite holiday so I thought I would go patriotic :) I am excited to keep working and see what other fun things I can make. Up next... bridal shower cake!!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihGyWdRKxH4qpvmJfhH8W2o6pr4f0BMmuPGJ1905J4VBy_VAf-2jb_nY6Ry2pDZ1Ka_UsMIuDfH-T8qZVXFDs0nmDFJ0NHOBILyvzoCdMPCTyS7ZoyOYmHMIpt8Pan_qbksHfMuIVKq2ym/s320/DSC01537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348449358320266642" /><br /></span><br /></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-88508986985427208982009-05-27T13:44:00.000-07:002009-05-29T13:08:06.620-07:00UH OH...A BEE!<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">This weekend we had both Monday && Tuesday off! I was so great! I went to Idaho Falls to help my roommate Brooke babaysit the kids outside the temple while her cousin got married. I am pretty sure that I am the designated babysitter for all weddings :) I love it! Everything went smoothly the kids were perfect. I got home and no one was there so I was just relaxing on the couch contemplating a nap when all of a sudden I hear a very unfriendly noise, bbbbbbzzzzzzzz. UH OH!!!! <strong>A BEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!</strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrXh0HGX5DP4CO4iz-g3ujjdgEW1nOOueE-vCl1fCGBJ-zuv5ypwguxtrZPjS0H2Hh4LJfQLu2Ru_8NkQ1CBMJQUxnthqjOOkD2ZkvN9Z8LwyhPjmfuKdTNNGTEN3HXoc_AontprJTsRp2/s1600-h/images.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341338821577626146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrXh0HGX5DP4CO4iz-g3ujjdgEW1nOOueE-vCl1fCGBJ-zuv5ypwguxtrZPjS0H2Hh4LJfQLu2Ru_8NkQ1CBMJQUxnthqjOOkD2ZkvN9Z8LwyhPjmfuKdTNNGTEN3HXoc_AontprJTsRp2/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> I get up and go screaming from the room because I am terrified. I call my mom because, you know she is in California and she would be so helpful. haha. I had the front door open so it could fly out and our bedroom doors closed so it wouldn't get back there. I ran outside barefoot with a dishtowel, still in a skirt. I called all of my roommates and no such luck, Jenni was at work, Lindsey was camping, Brooke was in Idaho Falls, I called Manda but James was at work I called everyone I could think of but NO ONE was home! It was a long weekend I was the only weirdo who stuck around. So then I decided I needed to call my roommates fiance Michael to come over and take care of this, but of course I didn't have his phone number. I decide I will just walk to him apartment and get him, so I am walking barefoot to the boys apartment and I get there and not s single boy is home. I knocked on every door in the place (meaning every guy in my ward) and NO ONE WAS HOME! I had to wait outside until Brooke's dad got there and then he went in and the bee was gone. Oh geeze. Everyone thought I was being ridiculous but I guess it would have been helpful to tell them that I am very allergic :/ I grabbed my <em>epi pen before I left the house the first time</em>. So the moral of this story is before you act like a baby for no reason, let the people around you know that you are allergic. HAHA! I was scared and it was traumatic, Angie took me for a cupcake to make things better :) bless her heart. It was very scary and now looking back it is very funny</span>.</div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8309132728134521430.post-58019517799460291002009-05-20T12:58:00.000-07:002009-05-20T15:15:42.845-07:00I am officailly a BLOGGER!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYnZGqo8QK2ATBJ-lrB8l2AcESw3bouPyP8bjJ16NERo7tZAMrqQ4Ma-R9aWumx7xkfO0ssIQQz1K2rzvuDLQ7QkZU24bMxvuzXZALulKwHzHjmiTkDGJO4qQjuKBa_lbZyQ8iHkT_1za/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYnZGqo8QK2ATBJ-lrB8l2AcESw3bouPyP8bjJ16NERo7tZAMrqQ4Ma-R9aWumx7xkfO0ssIQQz1K2rzvuDLQ7QkZU24bMxvuzXZALulKwHzHjmiTkDGJO4qQjuKBa_lbZyQ8iHkT_1za/s320/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338033172651302338" /></a><br /><div>I did it, I gave in, I am a BLOGGER! Who knew this day would come? Not me that is for sure. I may not have anything exciting to blog about but I am blogging <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nonetheless. I hope those of you who even care to read will be entertained, that is my goal in life. I am going to try to keep up on it so, wish me luck!</span></div>Anessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02942511617660576339noreply@blogger.com3