<?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-5945808556243867908</id><updated>2011-09-07T17:38:30.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6814114739211212514</id><published>2011-01-20T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:50:21.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE PUPPY to a good home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I know a lot of you still check this blog and not my new blog, &lt;a href="http://onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Wife Life&lt;/a&gt;, I'm linking up my most recent post to this blog, so you can all see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm looking for a a home for a sweet little puppy who just needs a nice family to love him. Please read! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;XOXO&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/5945808556243867908-6814114739211212514?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6814114739211212514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6814114739211212514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6814114739211212514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6814114739211212514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2011/01/free-puppy-to-good-home.html' title='FREE PUPPY to a good home!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-2474490725221963223</id><published>2010-08-01T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:20:45.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incase you were wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You might have noticed how I never post anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's because I started a new blog that I've been using instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Wife Life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-2474490725221963223?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/2474490725221963223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=2474490725221963223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2474490725221963223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2474490725221963223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/08/incase-you-were-wondering.html' title='Incase you were wondering...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-1621037060781116091</id><published>2010-07-03T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:43:37.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world, Lincoln!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As of 2:13AM this morning, and am officially an auntie again to a beautiful and healthy baby boy!!!  Weighing in at 6lbs 12 oz, 20 inches long....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome Lincoln Sadler!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though we haven't met yet, I already love you to pieces. Can't wait to see you in person, Link!! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XOXO- Auntie Jackie (and Uncle Tommy too!)&lt;/span&gt;&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/5945808556243867908-1621037060781116091?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/1621037060781116091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=1621037060781116091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/1621037060781116091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/1621037060781116091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-to-world-lincoln.html' title='Welcome to the world, Lincoln!!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4570370163723822292</id><published>2010-06-09T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:44:44.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wife, Happy Life</title><content type='html'>Check out my other blog &lt;a href="http://onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wife Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting on The Wife Life more, leaving this blog as my "family" blog for friends and family to get updated on our (mine and Tommy's) life together. The Wife Life will be a fun creative outlet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go take a peek and leave me lots of comments so I feel special. Just kidding. OK, I'm not really kidding...show me some love! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4570370163723822292?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4570370163723822292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4570370163723822292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4570370163723822292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4570370163723822292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-wife-happy-life.html' title='Happy Wife, Happy Life'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4095835800880755989</id><published>2010-05-25T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:15:04.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping in</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day of the weekend until I have to start my workweek tomorrow. I have a whole to-do list to check off (I need to do the laundry, vacuum the apartment, clean the bathrooms, go to the gym, go to the bank, plan my Sunday lesson for the Young Women at church, you get the idea) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUTTTTT&lt;/span&gt; instead I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Slept in until almost noon (I don't think I've slept in past 8 since I was in high school...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.it was awesome&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had a nice, healthy breakfast of yogurt, fruit and oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Put on some makeup thinking I might go to the gym "in a half an hour".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sat myself on the couch in front of the TV and ate half a box of Cheez-Its. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(thus ruining my healthy breakfast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And now I'm still sitting on the couch....at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2:08PM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my pajamas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Cheez-Its.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching a Baby Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And not feeling guilty one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4095835800880755989?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4095835800880755989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4095835800880755989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4095835800880755989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4095835800880755989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleeping-in.html' title='Sleeping in'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-3584001833777783074</id><published>2010-05-20T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:15:00.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooooo, Tommy's mom would like to get professional pictures done of the three of us (&lt;i&gt;her, Tommy, and myself...nothing too fancy, just some nice pictures of us&lt;/i&gt;), so I thought I would turn to my fellow blogger friends and see if you have any suggestions for a good photographer in the area (&lt;i&gt;preferably someone moderately priced...and if its a friend or a friend of a friend, even better!&lt;/i&gt;). So hit me with your best recommendations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; if you're into photography, but don't do it professionally, I would still love to talk to you about doing some pictures and &lt;i&gt;I will pay you of course. &lt;/i&gt;=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks guys!&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/5945808556243867908-3584001833777783074?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/3584001833777783074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=3584001833777783074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3584001833777783074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3584001833777783074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/05/photographer.html' title='Photographer?'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5613709396699546624</id><published>2010-05-11T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:18:07.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8: A Photo That Makes You Angry/Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-oBLMPqJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Cp5ej0l9O34/s1600/18757_236909235826_503845826_3119165_6924925_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-oBLMPqJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Cp5ej0l9O34/s320/18757_236909235826_503845826_3119165_6924925_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470185989171980226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture that was taken on my friend &lt;a href="http://qwertney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kortni's&lt;/a&gt; camera when we went to the Mayday Parade/Academy Is... concert. I'm the striped shoes and she's the black shoes. It was taken on accident and we never even saw the picture until later when Kortni uploaded the pictures to her computer.....if you look closely you will see a 20 and a 5 dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Little did we know, the whole time we were at the concert we were stomping around all over $25 bucks!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dang it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5613709396699546624?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5613709396699546624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5613709396699546624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5613709396699546624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5613709396699546624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-8-photo-that-makes-you-angrysad.html' title='Day 8: A Photo That Makes You Angry/Sad'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-oBLMPqJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Cp5ej0l9O34/s72-c/18757_236909235826_503845826_3119165_6924925_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4009173856509046809</id><published>2010-05-09T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:37:40.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7: A Photo That Makes You Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of these photos make me happy. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-el0bpubII/AAAAAAAAAPk/pKOtOQqGWrk/s1600/4167_84766140826_503845826_1747170_6049223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-el0bpubII/AAAAAAAAAPk/pKOtOQqGWrk/s320/4167_84766140826_503845826_1747170_6049223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469522592659303554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-elzx14e6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/4941g_z4ers/s1600/n503845826_61109_7537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-elzx14e6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/4941g_z4ers/s320/n503845826_61109_7537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469522581436005282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^These two were taken when Tommy and I were first dating....he used to like to practice his Brazilian Jiu Jitsu moves on me....I'm not sure how my mom felt about it at the time. ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-elzUXFjkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/K1IapQYCDcw/s1600/n503845826_413255_335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-elzUXFjkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/K1IapQYCDcw/s320/n503845826_413255_335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469522573522210370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ekV67_qMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oefnfQqomgk/s1600/n503845826_74655_9404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ekV67_qMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oefnfQqomgk/s320/n503845826_74655_9404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469520968969857218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ These two were of the night he proposed to me at Lake Washington. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ekNDL0QMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JanqOQNd_aQ/s1600/4167_84763720826_503845826_1747148_2060886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ekNDL0QMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JanqOQNd_aQ/s320/4167_84763720826_503845826_1747148_2060886_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469520816564879554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ekM4ocMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lDNPcDkNhVA/s1600/n503845826_196650_7578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ekM4ocMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lDNPcDkNhVA/s320/n503845826_196650_7578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469520813732147602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^2007- We're married...yayyyyy! (Lake Washington, where he proposed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ej_mYqmDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vHTCVRZhm5w/s1600/Baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ej_mYqmDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vHTCVRZhm5w/s320/Baptism.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469520585495844914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Haha 2007 when Tommy baptized me as a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints! I love this picture....we look like such dorks! But, like my friend Kortni told me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; dorks. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ej_M48elI/AAAAAAAAAOs/eDWAWhLtMo0/s1600/n503845826_1592900_3117690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ej_M48elI/AAAAAAAAAOs/eDWAWhLtMo0/s320/n503845826_1592900_3117690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469520578651912786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^2008- When we finally got to go to the temple! Yippie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ejvxsBxnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dzLLaJoazMo/s1600/17046_298695561515_504081515_3524028_5631211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-ejvxsBxnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dzLLaJoazMo/s320/17046_298695561515_504081515_3524028_5631211_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469520313651938930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^And this last picture is just for fun. I crack up every time I see it. I think this was in Seattle my senior year in high school. It seems like a nice, normal picture at first glance, but if you look closer you can see me trying to run around from the back of the whale we are sitting on trying to make it in time for the picture....I didn't quite make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4009173856509046809?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4009173856509046809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4009173856509046809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4009173856509046809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4009173856509046809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-7-photo-that-makes-you-happy.html' title='Day 7: A Photo That Makes You Happy'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S-el0bpubII/AAAAAAAAAPk/pKOtOQqGWrk/s72-c/4167_84766140826_503845826_1747170_6049223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8399406069704746462</id><published>2010-05-08T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T12:41:22.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whatever Tickles Your Fancy. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like &lt;a href="http://www.ldsliving.com/magazine/article/2497/Fat-Boys-and-the-Gender-Gap"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; little article from LDS Living Magazine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Read it, it's kind of funny. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, as much as I hate to admit it, it's so true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Men and women are different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They just &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmmm, look at all those smiley faces... I guess I'm just in a good mood today. The sun is shining,  I've finally gotten over the fact that someone mistook me for being 5 months pregnant the other day (yeahh, crazy, I know!), it's my Friday at work, tomorrow is Sunday, and life is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8399406069704746462?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8399406069704746462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8399406069704746462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8399406069704746462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8399406069704746462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-182202096287157339</id><published>2010-05-04T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:18:43.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your Favorite Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Enjoy the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Faith in God&lt;b&gt; includes&lt;/b&gt; faith in his &lt;b&gt;timing&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one I recently saw on my friend &lt;a href="http://markjenniandthecuteness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenni's&lt;/a&gt; blog that I just love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(33, 86, 112); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;“ Everybody is a genius. But, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life believing that it is stupid.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;What's YOUR favorite quote? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-182202096287157339?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/182202096287157339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=182202096287157339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/182202096287157339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/182202096287157339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-922373650657275181</id><published>2010-04-29T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:21:58.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>Favorite Book:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a Boy in the Girls' Bathroom....I love this book. =] I don't care if it was written for 4th graders...its a good book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (the last one in the series).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-922373650657275181?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/922373650657275181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=922373650657275181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/922373650657275181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/922373650657275181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5383282905103945150</id><published>2010-04-28T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:16:37.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Your Favorite Television Program.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like TV way too much, so I've been trying to cut back lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorites right now are as follows (disclaimer....I like these shows, but that does not mean I actually watch all of these shows every single week....I'm not that much of a loser):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mondays- House, How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theory.....and lately Ten Things I Hate About You on ABC Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesdays- 16 and Pregnant on MTV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesdays- I don't usually watch much TV on Wednesdays because I don't get home until late....but if I make it home in time I LOVE Modern Family haha hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursdays- Community, The Office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fridays- Stargate Universe, Degrassi the Next Generation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday- Nothing! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday- I try not to watch too much TV on Sundays...but we love Ax Men (I used to hate it, but Tommy got me hooked). And we love Keeping Up with the Kardashians.....embarrassing, I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had to pick only one to watch for the rest of my life....it would totally be Degrassi. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, this makes me look really pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5383282905103945150?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5383282905103945150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5383282905103945150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5383282905103945150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5383282905103945150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6323146466013108347</id><published>2010-04-26T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:31:02.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2- Favorite Movie</title><content type='html'>Like the favorite song.....how can I pick just &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?? These are some of my favorites I could watch over and over and never tire of:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really love the &lt;i&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/i&gt; that was made in 2003 with real people (not the cartoon...though I love that one too). And while we're on the subject of Peter Pan, I also love the movie &lt;i&gt;Hook&lt;/i&gt;, too. I guess I'm just young at heart. =] That explains why I love the Disney Channel so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She's the Man&lt;/i&gt;- haha this one really isn't that great of a movie, but I just love it. Amanda Bynes is hilarious. One of my best friends, Brittney, and I love to quote this movie any chance we get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clueless&lt;/i&gt;- OK this is kind of embarrassing, but I just love this movie! haha And I love the music in it! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/i&gt;- All of them, but my favorite is probably Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, or Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lord of the Rings Trilogy- &lt;/i&gt;No need to explain this one...these movies are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Notebook- &lt;/i&gt;Makes me cry every time....it reminds me of a certain couple I know...;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the best move of all time, you ask?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life is Beautiful&lt;/i&gt;- This movie is awesome...I remember the first time I watched. I believe my mom rented it from Blockbuster. It is in Italian, and I remember thinking "I don't want to watch some lame movie in another language"...but it was soooo good! It is so sad, yet there are parts that will have you falling of your chair laughing. You should watch it for yourself! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like any movie that either makes me cry, laugh my butt off, or get so into it that I feel like I'm in the movie while I'm watching it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6323146466013108347?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6323146466013108347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6323146466013108347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6323146466013108347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6323146466013108347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-2-favorite-movie.html' title='Day 2- Favorite Movie'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6391899678917535043</id><published>2010-04-19T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:25:35.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days of Blogging</title><content type='html'>I stole this from my friend Kortni....who stole it from her friend Natalie...who, I believe, stole it from someone else....anyway, I thought it looked like fun!&lt;div&gt;Pretty sure I was supposed to start it on April first...but, hey, it's my blog and I can do what I want. =] So I will start today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDhy9zVmVsI/S7blKeUm-sI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pzfm973pB-M/s1600/30DaysofBlogging.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, day one &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Your Favorite Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, how can I pick just &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I Love Your Existence"&lt;/i&gt;- By &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/goot"&gt;Goot&lt;/a&gt;.....I walked down the"isle" to this song at mine and Tommy's wedding (anyone who attended our wedding knows what I'm talking about lol). It was the first of many of "our" songs. I also love Goot's cover of "Every Time We Touch". Its just lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I Caught Fire"&lt;/i&gt;- The Used...another one of our songs. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dead"&lt;/i&gt;- My Chemical Romance....this is my favorite workout song ever! The beat is perfect for when I'm on the elliptical. Yeahhh!&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;b&gt;Church Songs &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I pretty much cry every time I hear or sing these songs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Walk Tall Your a Daughter of God"&lt;/i&gt;- Words and Music by Jamie Glenn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Love is Spoken Here"&lt;/i&gt;- Words and Music by Janice Kapp Perry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'll Follow Him in Faith"&lt;/i&gt;- Words and Music by Janice Kapp Perry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many other songs I love (including a couple of songs by Hit the Lights, All Time Low and Mayday Parade), but I think I was only supposed to pick one so I'll stop with those. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's YOUR favorite song? =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6391899678917535043?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6391899678917535043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6391899678917535043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6391899678917535043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6391899678917535043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/04/30-days-of-blogging.html' title='30 days of Blogging'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDhy9zVmVsI/S7blKeUm-sI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pzfm973pB-M/s72-c/30DaysofBlogging.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-281114154620512205</id><published>2010-03-05T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:57:19.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor</title><content type='html'>Why does everyone hate Vienna?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I the only girl on the planet who wasn't pissed when Jake picked Vienna?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They look happy together....who are we to judge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'mon ladies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I totally lame for posting about The Bachelor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-281114154620512205?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/281114154620512205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=281114154620512205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/281114154620512205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/281114154620512205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/03/bachelor.html' title='The Bachelor'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-2724964848257941867</id><published>2010-02-22T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:56:17.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hello there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Its been a while, hasn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Sorry about that, I promise never to leave you hanging that long again. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Let me catch you up on our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;November was Thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;sgiving (I had to work all day (boo.), but we celebrated a couple of days later at Tommy's mom's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkLGBChoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/gxdgj8iu-l4/s1600-h/New+005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkLGBChoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/gxdgj8iu-l4/s400/New+005a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441232547805824642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;December was Christmas, of course! =] But, what do you know, I had to work on Christmas Eve and Christmas day! Awesome! Luckily we had some fun later in the week when I was off! Here are some pictures on Christmas Eve after I got off work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkJasIBDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K-TRxXWe2zA/s1600-h/New+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkJasIBDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K-TRxXWe2zA/s400/New+024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441232518995510322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkIaQfE_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/zzXzHrO_X_4/s1600-h/New+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkIaQfE_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/zzXzHrO_X_4/s400/New+022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441232501699711986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkHkF7_ZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gvP9EUp__mE/s1600-h/DSC04653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkHkF7_ZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gvP9EUp__mE/s400/DSC04653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441232487159954834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;New Year's Eve was Tommy's birthday...the big 24! =] He seems to think that 26 is when you start getting "old". I guess that leaves him with only two more years until he gets there. lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;January 26th we celebrated my birthday. Finally a holiday that I DIDN'T have to work! I just sat around in bed and read magazines and watched TV and did whatever the heck I wanted to do because I COULD! Tommy came home early from work and took me out to dinner and we see Avatar in 3-D....I loved it! I felt like a dork every time I flinched when it looked like something was flying from the screen out at my face though. =]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MjpMEvzwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ci0SUwrz9S0/s1600-h/New+035a.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/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MjpMEvzwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ci0SUwrz9S0/s400/New+035a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441231965316435714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I extended my birthday by going out to dinner four different times with different people (not including when he took me out) and went over to his mom's for dinner too....Tommy was jealous because of how popular I was. =]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4Mjokw126I/AAAAAAAAAN0/DdtNnN3nYLU/s1600-h/New+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4Mjokw126I/AAAAAAAAAN0/DdtNnN3nYLU/s400/New+031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441231954763963298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;That brings us to February.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Valentine's Day was super romantical and relaxing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;It was on a Sunday. Sundays are our only day that we both have off from work together, so it was perfect. Sundays are already the best day of the week and having it be Valentine's Day too?? It was great!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I made breakfast in bed (Heart-shaped pancakes with strawberry sauce on red plates I got from Target and extra crunchy bacon...yummm).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MjnzK1YJI/AAAAAAAAANs/PPzKwDj4oLs/s1600-h/052.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/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MjnzK1YJI/AAAAAAAAANs/PPzKwDj4oLs/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441231941451210898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;We went to church.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I gave Tommy his present (Star Trek on blue-ray).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;We watched it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I made a steak dinner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;We relaxed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Cupcakes were involved.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4Mjmx2TgMI/AAAAAAAAANk/2TIHvkDA8Mc/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4Mjmx2TgMI/AAAAAAAAANk/2TIHvkDA8Mc/s400/051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441231923916800194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;And yesterday- Sunday, February 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;- marked exactly one year since we were able to go to the temple to be sealed to one another for time and eternity....yay us!! =]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MjmJn4IwI/AAAAAAAAANc/g6wANCsBJVI/s1600-h/053grayscale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MjmJn4IwI/AAAAAAAAANc/g6wANCsBJVI/s400/053grayscale.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441231913118868226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-2724964848257941867?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/2724964848257941867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=2724964848257941867' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2724964848257941867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2724964848257941867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-hello-there.html' title='Well hello there...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/S4MkLGBChoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/gxdgj8iu-l4/s72-c/New+005a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8815540081216052778</id><published>2009-09-08T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:43:58.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would like...</title><content type='html'>to learn how to can. But where do I even start??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8815540081216052778?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8815540081216052778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8815540081216052778' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8815540081216052778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8815540081216052778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-would-like.html' title='I would like...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6981414670938197852</id><published>2009-09-07T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:23:01.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C 'mon people!!</title><content type='html'>Get to blogging! I'm bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(And I'm too lazy to post anything myself....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6981414670938197852?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6981414670938197852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6981414670938197852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6981414670938197852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6981414670938197852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/09/c-mon-people.html' title='C &apos;mon people!!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-7432960956507122016</id><published>2009-08-09T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:25:33.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YW Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Young Women's Camp was so much fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get to go back next year. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;P.S. Go First Years!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-7432960956507122016?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/7432960956507122016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=7432960956507122016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7432960956507122016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7432960956507122016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/08/yw-camp-2009.html' title='YW Camp 2009'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8593733310767386274</id><published>2009-07-29T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:12:24.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well...</title><content type='html'>Tommy is gone in Utah and Las Vegas until Monday and then I leave for YW Camp Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to watch the Real World all by my self tonight...so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8593733310767386274?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8593733310767386274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8593733310767386274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8593733310767386274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8593733310767386274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/07/well.html' title='well...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-983403817547842829</id><published>2009-07-27T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:28:10.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your advice please</title><content type='html'>I'm spending Saturday evening with my mom and 4-year-old nephew (who is the coolest 4-year-old ever, I might add) and thought it would be fun to go to a cool restaurant in Seattle (or any where really) that would be family friendly and fun for my nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy is going to be gone in Las Vegas until next Monday...so why don't I get to have a little fun too? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-983403817547842829?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/983403817547842829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=983403817547842829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/983403817547842829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/983403817547842829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-advice-please.html' title='Your advice please'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5855283003873940614</id><published>2009-07-25T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:25:58.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SmvaCnsdRFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fjAuBgNTuN0/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SmvaCnsdRFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fjAuBgNTuN0/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362619519864751186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Cute, huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Notice the combination of milkshake and applesauce spilled down my the front of my shirt?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Picture courtesy of my loving husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5855283003873940614?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5855283003873940614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5855283003873940614' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5855283003873940614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5855283003873940614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/07/sexy.html' title='Sexy'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SmvaCnsdRFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fjAuBgNTuN0/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-7204776801237667303</id><published>2009-07-21T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:19:40.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blehhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finally got my wisdom teeth out yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so weird. After they hooked me up to an IV, I remember thinking "ok when is this anesthesia going to hit me?" then, all of the sudden, the doctors are getting me up and telling me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm done&lt;/span&gt;. WHAT?! I thought I would at least remember closing my eyes or something. Nope. I thought they were still preparing me for the surgery and nothing had happened, but it turns out I was already done. haha It just felt so weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I leave the doctor tells me to get a milkshake ASAP so that I wouldn't get sick from all the medicine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pshhh, that did not help at all.&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Tommy was in the grocery store filling my prescriptions, I stay in the car to eat my milkshake and try not to spill everywhere... due to the fact that my face is totally numb. As I'm sitting there wiping drops of milkshake off my shirt (I wasn't very successful in keeping it in my mouth) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt the sudden urge to puke&lt;/span&gt;. So I threw my car door open as fast as I could! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The car alarm starts&lt;/span&gt; and I have no idea how to turn it off, nor do I really care because I'm hanging over the edge of the car about to hurl. As the alarm is blaring and I'm dry-heaving in the Fred Meyer parking lot Tommy comes to my rescue and we can finally go home. Luckily I didn't puke there but I'm sure I looked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty pathetic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all day yesterday, I really had no pain. The worst thing was just the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;constant nausea. Ughhhhh I threw up three times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Luckily I didn't open any stitches though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I couldn't keep any food down...even the delicious meal Ashley brought me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I stopped taking percocet after about 5:00PM yesterday because it was making me so sick, and today I feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;! Well compared to yesterday at least. lol I'm almost in no pain at all. I took some ibuprofen just in case, even though i don't think I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so nice to be able to eat without throwing up after wards. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here's to a speedy recovery!!......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knock on wood. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-7204776801237667303?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/7204776801237667303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=7204776801237667303' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7204776801237667303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7204776801237667303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/07/blehhh.html' title='Blehhh'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6270364606237217188</id><published>2009-07-20T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:16:33.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I'm not home right now, I'm walking into spider webs, so leave a message and I'll call you back</title><content type='html'>I just got home from the Paramore + No Doubt concert! I had so much fun dancing around like crazy people with my bff/concert-buddy Kortni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for pictures.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to bed so I can wake up bright and early tomorrow to get my wisdom teeth taken out (yes I finally picked an oral surgeon)! Sweet deal, good thing my awesome visiting teacher Ashley is bringing me a special dinner tomorrow night. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6270364606237217188?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6270364606237217188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6270364606237217188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6270364606237217188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6270364606237217188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-im-not-home-right-now-im-walking.html' title='Sorry I&apos;m not home right now, I&apos;m walking into spider webs, so leave a message and I&apos;ll call you back'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4145695450528837603</id><published>2009-06-12T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:18:42.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm eating graham crackers</title><content type='html'>...and they are so yummy.  I'm really not a big fan of the cookie slash cracker but its sure hitting the spot right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my wisdom teeth pulled. BAD. I'm trying to find a good oral surgeon.  I wanted to go to the same doctor Tommy (and about a million other people I know) went to but he is not a preferred provider under our Aetna plan. DARN! Have any suggestions? Maybe I'm being to picky about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4145695450528837603?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4145695450528837603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4145695450528837603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4145695450528837603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4145695450528837603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-eating-graham-crackers.html' title='I&apos;m eating graham crackers'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8526418789285684859</id><published>2009-05-29T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:58:55.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like to...</title><content type='html'>come get a free facial with me on Monday night? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is a wonderful Mary Kay consultant and will give us free facials and some Mary Kay goodies...and we she'll probably let us play with her adorable baby girl. =) At least that's what I'm hoping for. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know, she'd love for you to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8526418789285684859?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8526418789285684859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8526418789285684859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8526418789285684859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8526418789285684859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/05/would-you-like-to.html' title='Would you like to...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6674293102605646928</id><published>2009-05-28T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:41:10.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seriously love my new job!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started as an administrative assistant/concierge at a retirement and assisted living community in Kent called Arbor Village.  My boss and a couple other employees are LDS and I love all the people I work with. I was thinking about taking a different job at a local bank, but decided on this one instead and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I am so glad I did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, and I don't know if he wants me telling people yet, but Tommy got a big promotion at work. I'm so proud of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6674293102605646928?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6674293102605646928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6674293102605646928' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6674293102605646928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6674293102605646928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/05/dude.html' title='Dude'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-1555811937052967322</id><published>2009-05-24T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:54:34.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sweet =)</title><content type='html'>Look at this cute card I made my mama for Mother's Day! It looked much better in person...the paper was so adorable I just wanted to pinch the card...if it had cheeks. Too bad I didn't have a working camera at the moment...I guess the my cell phone will work for that! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/ShoxY12_oVI/AAAAAAAAAME/A4JH8zQpGzg/s1600-h/Picture0228.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 330px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339634611045507410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/ShoxY12_oVI/AAAAAAAAAME/A4JH8zQpGzg/s400/Picture0228.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/ShoxgCo0vWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/x_2zZPWt8Lg/s1600-h/Picture0229.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 328px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339634734734818658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/ShoxgCo0vWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/x_2zZPWt8Lg/s400/Picture0229.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I realized Mother's Day was almost a month ago but I just wanted to show my cool creative abilites...which don't include photography. Obviously. &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/5945808556243867908-1555811937052967322?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/1555811937052967322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=1555811937052967322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/1555811937052967322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/1555811937052967322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-sweet.html' title='I&apos;m so sweet =)'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/ShoxY12_oVI/AAAAAAAAAME/A4JH8zQpGzg/s72-c/Picture0228.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8378671661483722902</id><published>2009-05-12T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:47:44.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Toffee Sugar Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I made &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/04/chocolate-toffee-sugar-cookies.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; cookies for my mother-in-law for Mother's Day. Of course I got the recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog (where else?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were deeeeeeeeelicious! And she LOVED them. They weren't too hard to make and looked pretty professional, if I do say so myself. =) I forgot to take pictures but my cookies looked exactly like the ones below that I copied from the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cute is that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150103172619698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SgpCwIL-HbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SY7VcSeI1kU/s400/3+cookies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8378671661483722902?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8378671661483722902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8378671661483722902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8378671661483722902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8378671661483722902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolate-toffee-sugar-cookies.html' title='Chocolate Toffee Sugar Cookies'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SgpCwIL-HbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SY7VcSeI1kU/s72-c/3+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8621186980740479341</id><published>2009-05-06T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:51:25.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sooooooooo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet ANOTHER customer at work asked me today if I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you for serious people??! Do I really look pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm definitely &lt;strong&gt;not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of those girls who denies that they are pregnant all the way up until they actually go into labor. Trust me, unless my body is lieing to me....I'm unfortunately &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not prego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8621186980740479341?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8621186980740479341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8621186980740479341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8621186980740479341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8621186980740479341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/05/really.html' title='Really?!??'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-9052245150061475023</id><published>2009-04-28T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:18:42.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I need some ideas for Mother's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have TWO wonderful mothers (mine and Tommy's) and also my sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a creative brain-fart right now and need some help coming up with...anything! Recipes, fun things to do, present ideas, you name it. So give me anything you've got and, even if I end up not using any of the ideas, hopefully it'll give me some inspiration to think of something on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-9052245150061475023?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/9052245150061475023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=9052245150061475023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/9052245150061475023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/9052245150061475023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/04/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8397913161379131942</id><published>2009-04-25T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:09:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadbury Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm a little late on posting this (I made them for Easter) but I just had to share this recipe because &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/04/cadbury-egg-cookies.html"&gt;these cookies &lt;/a&gt;are SO good. I got the recipe on &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;. I believe it is &lt;a href="http://peterstephanieandkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephanie's&lt;/a&gt; sister-in-law...law? haha Something like that. I've also used the same blog to get sugar cookie recipes and icing, amongst other things. Check it out....it has great recipes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I made these cookies for Easter. Instead of chocolate chips you use mini Cadbury Eggs....hence the name, Cadbury Egg Cookies. They are so moist and delicious, with a little crunch from the Cadbury eggs...what more could you want in a dessert? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328754292693476290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SfOJy9dVI8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/gjfedSkpXJg/s400/cadbury+cookies+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go make these cookies for yourself....who cares if Easter was practically a month ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5945808556243867908-8397913161379131942?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8397913161379131942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8397913161379131942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8397913161379131942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8397913161379131942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/04/cadbury-cookies.html' title='Cadbury Cookies'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SfOJy9dVI8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/gjfedSkpXJg/s72-c/cadbury+cookies+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6956975510910615392</id><published>2009-04-18T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:49:01.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pregnant</title><content type='html'>SIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently I look like I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work, a gentleman I was helping asked me if I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"expecting my first".&lt;/span&gt;  I proceeded to politely told him I was, in fact, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT pregnant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  We both got embarrassed, he apologized, and I tried to make the the situation the least uncomfortable I could by laughing it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was kind of funny, but I won't pretend that it didn't hurt my feelings and that I wasn't trying to hold back tears while I helped the next couple of customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot, jerk.  Don't you know the golden rule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt; ask a woman if she's expecting, when's she due, or if this is her first. &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;.  Not even if a she appears to have peed her pants and suddenly exclaims "I think its time!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well maybe then.  But in any other case, &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6956975510910615392?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6956975510910615392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6956975510910615392' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6956975510910615392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6956975510910615392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-pregnant.html' title='I&apos;m pregnant'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-167075299314586009</id><published>2009-04-12T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:13:15.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On this Easter Sunday, I am so &lt;em&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/em&gt; with joy and happiness and a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;deep love&lt;/span&gt; for the church, the gospel, our Savior and for our Heavenly Father, who blesses us in so many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I find myself at tears from the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;simplest of things&lt;/span&gt;....driving by the chapel in my car, seeing a pair of missionaries riding their bikes down the street together, and especially today in Primary, when we learned our new song.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://broadbentfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melanie&lt;/a&gt; was teaching sharing time and she had all of us just listen to her sing "Did Jesus Really Live Again?". Today was the first time I've ever heard the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;so simple, so beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;. It made me so grateful for the Savior and his atoning sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the song. Read it slowly and let the words fill your heart with gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Did Jesus really live again? Yes, when the third day came ,He wakened and he left the tomb; He called Mary’s name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Did Jesus come to those he loved? Yes, people touched his feet, And of the fish and honeycomb He did truly eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;And there were nail-prints in his hands and a spear wound in his side. Did Jesus really live again after he had died? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh yes! And so shall I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love teaching Primary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I especially love &lt;strong&gt;my sunbeams&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think they actually teach &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; more than I teach &lt;strong&gt;them&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Its so great to feel the love of our Father in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;He knows each of us personally, and He knows the deepest desires of our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But more importantly, He knows just what we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm so grateful for my husband; that he brought me to the gospel; that, when we were first dating, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he didn't dump me on the spot when I told him I would never believe in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so glad that we were able to be sealed in the temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now we can be a family forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;There are so many ugly things polluting this world, but if you take the time to look, it really is a beautiful place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I can only imagine the celestial beauty that will surround us someday when we move from this life to the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-167075299314586009?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/167075299314586009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=167075299314586009' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/167075299314586009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/167075299314586009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-lives.html' title='He Lives'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5691055662027067755</id><published>2009-04-09T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:12:48.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;let me and Kortni borrow their kids for a day so we can go see the new Hannah Montana movie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=) (*big hopeful smile*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5691055662027067755?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5691055662027067755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5691055662027067755' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5691055662027067755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5691055662027067755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-wants-to.html' title='Who wants to'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4536361523133803597</id><published>2009-04-02T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:52:56.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>460</title><content type='html'>That's how many calories are in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stinkin maple bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like eating healthy is so hard.  I can do it for a while, but I eventually break down, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go nutso&lt;/span&gt;, and eat a whole bag of mini reeces peanut butter cups (or whatever else I can get my chocolate-obsessed hands on).  Now, I have no problem with eating treats now and then, there's no harm in that. But I'm pretty sure gluttony is a sin, and sometimes I like to sin. =) Just kidding. But &lt;strong&gt;seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to the healthfood store to get some flax seed oil (and maybe a couple of other things)! I know eating healthy can be delicious too....I just have to figure out how to do it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have hope it can be done!&lt;/span&gt; =) I found some good recipe/idea resources online so I'll let you know how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a lovely day my darlings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tommy might be switching to a day-time shift next month! Wooooo, I won't have to sleep alone anymore....though I'm kind of getting used to sprawling out across the entire bed and having it all to my self. Darn. But I DO miss my man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4536361523133803597?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4536361523133803597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4536361523133803597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4536361523133803597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4536361523133803597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/04/460.html' title='460'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4767194680254565816</id><published>2009-03-06T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:17:03.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm quitting my job.</title><content type='html'>Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;sooo&lt;/strong&gt; sad to find out today that my branch's assistant manager (who I usually deal with more than my regular manager) is being &lt;em&gt;transferred to a different branch&lt;/em&gt;.  She seriously is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; best boss I've ever had (not that I've had many) and we were all distraught and crying at work this morning. I think I feel some tears coming on right now just talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so stupid really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (our boss's bosses...the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;big kahunas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Market) decided to transfer her to a new branch because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some other broad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at another banking center wants to step down from her branch manager position and be an assistant manager...and she wanted to do it at &lt;em&gt;OUR&lt;/em&gt; branch. So they just decided to up and move &lt;em&gt;OUR&lt;/em&gt; assistant manager to a new location so that this &lt;em&gt;other lady&lt;/em&gt; could be our new AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUPID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We have the best team of people at work. I love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't seem fair that our AM has to go to a new banking center just because this other lady wants her position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FAIR AT ALL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poopy is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna go eat chocolate and cry myself to sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welllll I think I'll actually skip the chocolate (&lt;em&gt;gotta fit into those new pants I just bought&lt;/em&gt;!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'llprobably skip the whole crying myself to sleep thing, too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4767194680254565816?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4767194680254565816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4767194680254565816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4767194680254565816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4767194680254565816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-quitting-my-job.html' title='I&apos;m quitting my job.'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-1629020741479422949</id><published>2009-03-05T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:25:25.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby</title><content type='html'>Thomas John Steele.&lt;br /&gt;My hubs.&lt;br /&gt;My best friend.&lt;br /&gt;This post might be boring to read, but I'm bored right now and I don't have anything witty or super fascinating to blog about. Maybe tomorrow I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND TAG:&lt;br /&gt;1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? House, Real World, Big Bang Theory, assortment of video games (recently its been Street Fighter 4) Sober House.&lt;br /&gt;2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? He wouldn't get a salad, but if for some strange reason he did it would be Italian.&lt;br /&gt;3. What's one food he doesn't like? Salad lol&lt;br /&gt;4. You go out to the bar. What does he order? Wellll I can't think of a reason why we would go to a bar, but if we did, he would get a coke I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did he go to high school? Kentwood High School. Go Conks!&lt;br /&gt;6. What size shoe does he wear? Size 10&lt;br /&gt;7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be? Video games&lt;br /&gt;8. What is his favorite type of sandwich? Turkey, or a meatball sub from Subway, or this roast beef sandwich from the Fred Meyer deli.&lt;br /&gt;9. What would he eat every day if he could? Corn...from a can. I'm so serious right now. lol Or chicken. Maybe a mundo Energizer from Emerald City Smoothie.&lt;br /&gt;10. What is his favorite cereal? Plain Cheerios or Apple Jacks&lt;br /&gt;11. What would he never wear? Pink&lt;br /&gt;12. What is his favorite sports team? Seahawks!&lt;br /&gt;13. Who did he vote for? He didn't vote.&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is his best friend? Well me of course. ;) And Greg, Joe, Alex, Scott, Travis, Tyler. Geeze, he's a popular guy.&lt;br /&gt;15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? Spend money. =)&lt;br /&gt;16. How many states has he lived in? California and Washington&lt;br /&gt;17. What is his heritage? Irish haha European&lt;br /&gt;18. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what would it be? Nothing, he doesn't like cake. Weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;19. Did he play sports in high school? If skipping school was a sport then he was the Varsity Captain.&lt;br /&gt;20. What could he spend hours doing? Used to be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brazilian_Jiu-Jitsu"&gt;Brazilian jiu jitsu&lt;/a&gt; until he developed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keratoconus"&gt;Keratoconus&lt;/a&gt; and couldn't get his eyes rubbed(which tends to happen when you're trying to wrestle another person to the ground....ever watched UFC?)...now I would say playing video or PC games....or spending time with his wonderful wife.&lt;br /&gt;21. What's something cool about him? He's super smart and witty and makes me laugh all the time. And he remembers eeeeverything...I suppose that can be both good and bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-1629020741479422949?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/1629020741479422949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=1629020741479422949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/1629020741479422949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/1629020741479422949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/03/hubby.html' title='Hubby'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-908848461883955377</id><published>2009-01-26T20:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:00:56.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my 21st birthday! It was nothing like I expected it to be just a couple of years ago when I imagined my 21st birthday...and I'm ok with that. I'm glad I'm not out getting wasted at some gross bar.  I'm glad I had to work today because that just means that I'm lucky enough to have a stable job when others don't. And I'm glad that my husband had to leave me on my birthday to go to work, because that just means that he also has a stable job when many other's don't. I'm glad I feel like I'm going to puke right now from all the food I ate, because that means I have plenty of food to eat! I share a birthday with my uncle who passed away before I was born. And I'm thankful I'm alive right now to even be able to celebrate my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to be 21....and sober!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-908848461883955377?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/908848461883955377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=908848461883955377' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/908848461883955377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/908848461883955377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-21st-birthday.html' title='My 21st Birthday'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5694680960533372063</id><published>2009-01-17T21:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:54:56.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going to the temple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sheesh, I feel like I've been waiting forever for this, but Tommy and I are finally going to the temple to be sealed for ever and ever! =) Even though we've been married for over a year and a half, we first had to wait patiently for a few things. First I had to wait until a year after my baptism, then we had to take the temple prep classes, then we had to meet with the Bishop for our recommends, thennn meet again with the stake president to complete the recommends, and finally we got to call the temple and schedule our special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So mark your calendars.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday, February 21st, 2009!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited for this day and want to share it with all of you wonderful people.  My friend Morgan and I are in the process of making some little invites/reminders for the event that we will bring to church soon and probably pass out in Relief Society. We're having an open house celebration at Morgan Anderson's house around 6:30PM.  That time isn't set in stone yet but it should be pretty close.  Everyone is welcome to attend, the more the merrier! If you don't get a reminder card at church, let me know and I'll be sure to give you directions to Morgan's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy right now! I just can't wait to feel the awesome presence of the Holy Spirit inside the temple, together with my sweet hubby. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5694680960533372063?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5694680960533372063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5694680960533372063' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5694680960533372063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5694680960533372063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-going-to-temple.html' title='We&apos;re going to the temple!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8418448909136949966</id><published>2009-01-08T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:42:22.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh</title><content type='html'>I totally screwed up my blog and now I don't know how to fix it.  How do I get a new background? The copy and past ones I usually use don't seem to be working and I don't know how to download a template...help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8418448909136949966?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8418448909136949966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8418448909136949966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8418448909136949966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8418448909136949966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6135902696791778352</id><published>2009-01-01T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:11:12.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Time</title><content type='html'>No, I don't mean THAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, New Year's Eve, I got pulled over by a cop for the first time EVER in my life.  I was on my way home from Seattle after dropping Tommy off at work around 9:00PM (yes he had to work New Year's Eve which is also his BIRTHDAY too!) and I was tired and I had to pee realllly bad and I just wanted to get home. Well, long story short, I'm driving on James right by the Regional Justice Center and there is basically no one else driving except for me and this car RIGHT behind me.  I started getting pissed that it was following so close and yelled out "just go around me jerk!", because of course, he can totally hear me and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw it.  The flashing red and blue lights.  I looked around to see if they could possibly be for anyone but me, but no....it was definitely me. So I pulled over. I've never been in an accident or been pulled over or anything.  I knew Tommy would kill me if I got a ticket! So I rolled my window down, looked for the necessary documents, and waited for the police officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came up to the window, asked me how I was doing, said I was going a little fast, took my ID and told me he would be right back and to hold tight.  He came back after a couple of extremely embarrassing minutes (a couple cars drove by and I couldn't help but be humiliated).  He gave me back my ID and just simply said "just slow it down a little, there's a lot of crazy drivers out there tonight. Have a good night".  Thank YOU officer!! I guess my charming personality must have won him over? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy New Year everybody! I don't usually make New Year's resolutions because I know I won't keep them.  Why set myself up for failure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was great for us.  It feels like it went by so fast, but I'm excited for 2009 and what the future holds for us.  Hopefully it will give me more things to blog about..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6135902696791778352?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6135902696791778352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6135902696791778352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6135902696791778352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6135902696791778352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-time.html' title='My First Time'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6840881734505805025</id><published>2008-12-14T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:19:32.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY almost CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SUXntD6ZTvI/AAAAAAAAALc/6G6krPkxO0w/s1600-h/ImageDispCA3QBLVH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279880899492138738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SUXntD6ZTvI/AAAAAAAAALc/6G6krPkxO0w/s400/ImageDispCA3QBLVH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;From our family to yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Steele's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(This is our Christmas card for 2008. Since I can't get Christmas cards out to every single person that I'd like to [it cost me almost $10 for a couple of stamps for crying out loud], here is my personal Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/Have a great New Year to YOU!)&lt;/span&gt;&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/5945808556243867908-6840881734505805025?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6840881734505805025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6840881734505805025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6840881734505805025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6840881734505805025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-almost-christmas.html' title='MERRY almost CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SUXntD6ZTvI/AAAAAAAAALc/6G6krPkxO0w/s72-c/ImageDispCA3QBLVH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-7817501943147243216</id><published>2008-11-20T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:16:47.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....is FINALLY here!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm off to work (yes its supposed to be my day off but atleast its only for a couple of hours: 2:30PM-6:00PM) and then straight to Crystal's party (after I change into my Twilight gear of course!)!!!!!!! I can't wait!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life will finally be complete after I see this movie! Just kidding...&lt;em&gt;kind of&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-7817501943147243216?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/7817501943147243216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=7817501943147243216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7817501943147243216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7817501943147243216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight_20.html' title='TWILIGHT!!!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-3159611797870913906</id><published>2008-11-17T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:11:29.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks A &amp; W!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to give a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; thank you to Ashley and Wendel Schultz for taking these amazing pictures for us!&lt;/span&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;They did a "photoshoot" for Tommy and I a couple of weeks ago and they did a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supurb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; job, if I do say so myself. They are so talented and we had a lot of fun taking the pictures with them. Here are some of my favorites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJbdefGpzI/AAAAAAAAALA/QP7gyYLxQxU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269875075934758706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJbdefGpzI/AAAAAAAAALA/QP7gyYLxQxU/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269871281626479346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJYAnlg-vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kzdFic29ah8/s200/Christmas+Card+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269871735386247362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJYbB-RkMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ywj54Rzy9Ik/s200/Christmas+Card+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJbNFxSkLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-BOBzKb3DBU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269874794422243506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJbNFxSkLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-BOBzKb3DBU/s200/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269872067157336626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJYuV6qojI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SuKdpZKsOCQ/s200/Christmas+Card+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269874065045470034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJaiooUO1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/esHzDFx9Mn4/s200/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269872461051307714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJZFRSTpsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/W16BU0T_0go/s200/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269873318169578978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJZ3KTOjeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EDCZ1NolGGo/s200/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can check out all their photography &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ashleyandwendelsphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-3159611797870913906?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/3159611797870913906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=3159611797870913906' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3159611797870913906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3159611797870913906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-w.html' title='Thanks A &amp; W!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SSJbdefGpzI/AAAAAAAAALA/QP7gyYLxQxU/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-846837132529943289</id><published>2008-11-15T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:53:26.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a roll!</title><content type='html'>I got my first tag yesterday and got my second from Jana today! Yippie! =) I'm having a really great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite TV Shows:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heroes. I didn't watch the first season until it came out on DVD. Me and Tommy bought it and got so addicted after the first episode that we watched the whole thing in two days...needless to say, we didn't get much sleep until we had watched the whole season through.&lt;br /&gt;2. Degrassi: The Next Generation.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wizards of Waverly Place. Its a new show on Disney Channel (told ya, I'm obsessed). Its kind of geared towards the tween age group, but I thinks its hilarious! Tommy makes fun of me for watching it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sabrina the Teenage Witch.&lt;br /&gt;5. Rock of Love, Rock of Love Charm School, I Love Money, etc. All those shows on VH1 where people act crazy and fight over ridiculous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;6. Any adult cartoon (as vulgar as they can be) like Family Guy, The Simpsons, and South Park.&lt;br /&gt;7. Competition Shows like America's Next Top Model, Top Chef, Real World/Road Rules Challenge, etc.&lt;br /&gt;8. House. This is very difficult for me to pick just 8 shows. Me and Tommy watch too much tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things That Happened Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I recieved the Award of Excellence at work! My bosses called me in front of all my co-workers and suprised me by telling me I won the award and I was one of just three tellers in our whole region to get the award and I get to go to a special luncheon/recognition ceremony in a couple of weeks (I get to leave during work and still get paid!!) to get the award and get spirits points ( which are basically like Bank of America Bucks where I can use them to buy stuff off of the associate website). I never win stuff nor am I ever the best at anything so I feel very special right now. It feels could to be recognized for working hard and doing a good job. Alright, enough bragging!&lt;br /&gt;2. I fell asleep at like 7:30!&lt;br /&gt;3. My branch manager brought donuts in to work for everyone to have for breakfast before we opened. I had a chocolate bar. Man, my job rocks!&lt;br /&gt;4. I told my self I was going to eat "healthy". Obviously THAT didn't happen thanks to my chocolate bar. But it was so good and I don't feel guilty one bit.&lt;br /&gt;5. I had a customer rudely tell me that we (the bank) had no concern for customer satisfaction because we didn't make our drive-thru carriers (the tubes that you put the money in and it gets sucked into the tunnel thing and sent to the teller) big enough. &lt;em&gt;What!?&lt;/em&gt; Like that's &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; fault!?&lt;br /&gt;6. I wore heals to work. I guess I was just feeling a little crazy!&lt;br /&gt;7. I made ravioli for dinner and forgot to put the leftovers in the fridge because I accidentally fell asleep at 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;8. For &lt;em&gt;once&lt;/em&gt; I wasn't late to work. This was hard for me to think of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things I did yesterday...I didn't do much else but go to work, come home, and fall asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite Places to Eat:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ivar's...its right by our house. Its like gourmet fast food! =)&lt;br /&gt;2. Saigon Rose.&lt;br /&gt;3. Red Robin?&lt;br /&gt;4. I really don't have eight favorite places to eat...none of which are special at least! I'll keep naming places though...Emerald City Smoothie. We eat that for dinner sometimes. Tommy gets the mundo Energizer (I think that's what its called) and I get the regular Pacific Splash.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ohh I thought of one! &lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/restaurants/2002234441_leson08.html"&gt;Grouchy Chef&lt;/a&gt;. I've actually only been there once. On a blind date from hell. haha I always try to convince Tommy to take me there but its all the way in Mukilteo. The chef is a one man show (meaning he is the only person cooking the food, serving, etc) but is an awesome chef. He really is a grouchy chef too! He scared me a little, but it was worth it because the food was great. If your down for a little bit of a trip, I would totally suggest going here!&lt;br /&gt;6. Man I really can't think of anything good...I think that means Tommy needs to take me out more...? =)&lt;br /&gt;7. Let's be honest here...Burger King is delicious. Chicken tenders sandwich off the dollar menu: yum.&lt;br /&gt;8. Somebody give me some restaurant suggestions so I have something to fill in here next time. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I'm Looking Forward To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to the Seahawks game tomorrow! My dad's a season ticket holder and is letting me and Tommy use his tickets for tomorrow's game. I feel terrible about missing church and Primary but we haven't missed a Sunday since we started teaching and promise never to do it again! =)&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting a kitty...hopefully. We keep talking about getting one, but Tommy keeps saying we'll get one "next weekend". So maybe next weekend we really will.&lt;br /&gt;3. Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;4. All things Christmas and then the actual day of.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to the temple with Tommy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) We don't have a date set yet, but I'll be sure to let everyone know when we do.&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking a knitting class with my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;7. The Twilight movie premier, of course, and the pre-party at Crystal's.&lt;br /&gt;8. Getting mine and Stephanie's Twilight shirts in the mail...I hope they come in time to wear them to the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things On My Wish List:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have kids with the hubs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a kitty in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy a house.&lt;br /&gt;4. No more headaches for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to DisneyWORLD with Tommy. I think we'd have so much fun there!&lt;br /&gt;6. Visit New York in the fall. And meet Matt, Meredith, Ann, and Al from the Today Show! And Hoda and Kathy Lee I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;7. Be a great wife.&lt;br /&gt;8. Be a great mom and raise well-adjusted, smart, funny, talented, virtuous, and kind children who are strong in the gospel and find spouses that are also strong in the gospel. I don't think that's asking too much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 People I Tag:&lt;/strong&gt; Kelci, Loriel, Christina, Ashley, Melanie, Wendy, Tami, and Jamie...phewww that was practically my whole friends list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Check out my other blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;The Wife Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I'm proud to announce the completion of my Christmas stockings! =) Pictures posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-846837132529943289?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/846837132529943289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=846837132529943289' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/846837132529943289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/846837132529943289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-on-roll.html' title='I&apos;m on a roll!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8216868413177579793</id><published>2008-11-14T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:46:06.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gosh</title><content type='html'>It just took me like a million hours to decided on a Twilight shirt to buy online.  I am the most indecisive person EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8216868413177579793?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8216868413177579793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8216868413177579793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8216868413177579793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8216868413177579793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-my-gosh.html' title='Oh my gosh'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5441503725663923231</id><published>2008-11-13T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:13:25.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first tag!</title><content type='html'>How exciting! I've never been tagged before. After reading peoples' "10 Random Things About Me" or "6 Quirks" or whatever, I always check to see who they tag. Do my dismay, I've never been tagged...until now! Thanks for tagging me Loriel! I feel so special right now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Random Things About Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a perfectionist. Sometimes in school I wouldn't do my homework if I couldn't do it perfectly. I'm very neurotic and obsessive-compulsive. I can only have the volume on the tv (or radio,etc.) on even numbers (2,4,6,8) or in multiples of five (5,10,15,20). It makes me feel weird when things aren't even. I like to have things go as planned, and I NEED to have everything in their proper places, and if they aren't I often get anxiety. I'm so lucky to have a husband that still likes me even though I'm crazy! I really think I need to see a therapist though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a whole routine to follow as soon as I hop out of the shower. One part of the routine is putting lotion on my whole entire body as soon as I'm dried off. I don't have dry skin but I hate the feeling of not having lotion on me, especially my hands. I'm constantly putting lotion on throughout the day and always anytime after I wash my hands. I also have to put chapstick on right after I brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm always cold! And Tommy is always hot. So I'm always turning the heat up and he's aways turning it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've moved over 14 times in my life....ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I was younger I wanted to get braces really bad and I thought it would be cool to wear head gear. I even told my dentist that I would wear the head gear to school because I thought it was just that cool. Obviously I never got braces, but I still want them...minus the head gear. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate talking on the phone. I have no problem talking to people in person, but when it comes to the phone I just hate it. Texting is my best friend. But I usually just suck it up and call the person anway...after a nice little pep talk of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If I'm ever nervous, you won't know it. I've very good at concealing my feelings. Its why I'm good at my job...I can keep a smile on my face even when my customers are being idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I always whistle, hum, sing or even breathe a tune (meaning my breath goes in and out in the tune of a song...does that make sense?). My friend Brittney always makes fun of me about it because I don't even realize when I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm a list maker and I probably make a to-do list almost every day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tommy was my first real boyfriend and serious relationship (unless you want to count my one month relationship I had in 8th grade or my two monther I had right before I met Tommy). I was flirty in high school but I never really seriously dated until after high school. I seriously thought I would grow up to be the crazy cat lady, but instead ended up finding Tommy and getting married at the ripe old age of 19. Isn't life full of suprises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well wasn't this fun? Man, all this stuff kind of makes me look like a freak, huh? I'm not really sure how many people I'm supposed to tag but I only have a limited number of people on my friends list so I tag Rachael, Stephanie, Jamie, and who ever else wants to do it. I also tag Kydee and Kortni because they haven't posted anything in a while and I miss them here in the blog world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5441503725663923231?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5441503725663923231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5441503725663923231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5441503725663923231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5441503725663923231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-tag.html' title='My first tag!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5539857927773430235</id><published>2008-11-13T00:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:47:10.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Today Tommy told me that gingerbread cookies taste like old people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAT??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5539857927773430235?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5539857927773430235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5539857927773430235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5539857927773430235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5539857927773430235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4857315558770984611</id><published>2008-11-11T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:00:05.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple things</title><content type='html'>First off, Happy Veteran's Day to all. I was so excited to have today off from work, but didn't really put much thought into why I actually have the day off.&lt;br /&gt;We should all be very grateful for our country's troops and veterans. Even if you're anti-war, I think we can all appreciate what these men and women have done/are doing for our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, today I was walking from my car into Fred Meyer. I looked up right before I opened the glass doors (I didn't use the automatic doors) and I thought someone was walking towards me from the other side, about to push the door in my face. I jumped back in fright (haha seriously...I almost gasped out loud), only to find that it was just my own reflection I saw. I tried to pretend like nothing happened and hoped that nobody around me noticed. SO COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I've decided to make Christmas stockings for Tommy and I this year! My mother-in-law is a quilting/sewing/needlepoint/&lt;em&gt;anything&amp;amp;everything&lt;/em&gt; wonder woman &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;extraodinaire &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and has been kind enough to offer her help in my very ambitious (at least for me) project. So today we picked out the fabric and pattern. We went to the cutest place in Des Moines called &lt;a href="http://www.carriagecountryquilts.com/"&gt;Carriage Country Quilts&lt;/a&gt;. The shop is inside of what used to be a little house, so there are all these different rooms (including the kitchen) filled with fabrics and quilting stuff. It was seriously adorable. And the staff was very sweet and helpful. My mother-in-law called them ahead of time to see what kinds of stocking patterns they had and when we got there one of the ladies had already pulled out a bunch of pattern booklets for us to look through! =) I originally went to Jo-Ann Fabrics, but it was ridiculously busy (that's what I get for shopping on a holiday) and there were only like two people working! So basically my mother-in-law came to my rescue and decided we would go to Carriage Country Quilts. Good idea Mom! So, on Saturday I'll go to her house to sew them. Her sewing machine and supervision is necessary to make this little project a success! I'll post pictures of the final product of course. =) And if the stockings turn out well I was considering making a Christmas tree skirt to go along with them. I don't know if I'm being overly-ambitious here, but I'm certainly excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fourth, I invite you to visit my new blog, &lt;a href="http://www.onesaturdaymorning.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Wife Life&lt;/a&gt;, devoted to all things domestic and housewife-ish. As a fairly new wife with no kids and lots of time to practice with, I'll be trying out new and unfamiliar recipes, taking up a knitting class with my mom, sewing the aforementioned stockings, and bloggin' it up, all for your viewing pleasure and personal entertainment. There isn't much on the blog yet, but hopefully there will be soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Here is the fabric I chose for the stockings. Its hard to see just how cute the fabric is, due to my pitiful attempt at photography, but I swear it is. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. The fabric on the bottom is just the woo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRpTTIycu2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MGNRshnfgXs/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614302404918114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRpTTIycu2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MGNRshnfgXs/s200/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l fabric I'm using to line the insid&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRpTMevJwAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qvan5AHi7WI/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614188037586946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRpTMevJwAI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qvan5AHi7WI/s200/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e of the stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S. If you haven't commented on my last blog yet, I highly recommend that you have a look-see, because I'm very excited about all the cool shirts I found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4857315558770984611?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4857315558770984611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4857315558770984611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4857315558770984611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4857315558770984611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/couple-things.html' title='A couple things'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRpTTIycu2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MGNRshnfgXs/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8475695273458114471</id><published>2008-11-11T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:30:06.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilighters: I need some serious help!</title><content type='html'>OK not SERIOUS help persay, but I would like your opinion! I snooped around the Hot Topic website to find the Twilight Apparel section. After browsing through the section, I found myself very disappointed.  Since the premier of Twilight is going to be an infamous day in history (right?), I want to have something special I can keep with me afterwards and some day show to my kids....I mean, don't you want that?? Plus, I want to look super cool for &lt;a href="http://crystalnalubega.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crystal&lt;/a&gt;'s Twilight party! =) So I decided to look at shirts online, and boy, I found some great stuff! The only problem is that I am the most indecisive person ever and, suprise, I can't decide on a shirt! (who knows, maybe I'll end up just going to Hot Topic anyway?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the deal, take a look at these awesome Twilight shirts and tell me which one is your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.cafepress.com/design/30193313"&gt;One&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shop.cafepress.com/design/25906903"&gt;two&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shop.cafepress.com/design/31207072"&gt;three&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shop.cafepress.com/design/30977381"&gt;four&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shop.cafepress.com/design/28735406"&gt;five&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/twihard_11_21_08_shirt-235724586924729889"&gt;six&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 DAYS!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8475695273458114471?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8475695273458114471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8475695273458114471' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8475695273458114471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8475695273458114471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilighters-i-need-some-serious-help.html' title='Twilighters: I need some serious help!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-7418184543668095522</id><published>2008-11-05T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:20:09.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It makes me giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRK2f-cJmpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sG5qFC-qObQ/s1600-h/jkljkl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265471574802799250" style="FLOAT: right; 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HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRKxd5D2VQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZeX8dZTmepQ/s320/hjkhkj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRKmFSnwQpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1Go2NloEghs/s1600-h/uhyoureho128564073348410536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265453524177666706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRKmFSnwQpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1Go2NloEghs/s320/uhyoureho128564073348410536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! Tommy and I love going to &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site. People send in pictures of their cats (or sometimes other animals) and make up funny captions for them. It just makes me laugh thinking of animals in a human way (is that personification?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I can't help but laugh out loud when I see some of this stuff. Cat's are just so weird and funny to me. No joke, I just spent over and hour on this site. I'm so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-7418184543668095522?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/7418184543668095522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=7418184543668095522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7418184543668095522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7418184543668095522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-makes-me-giggle.html' title='It makes me giggle'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRK2f-cJmpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sG5qFC-qObQ/s72-c/jkljkl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4889427675481671057</id><published>2008-11-03T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:44:54.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never have anything interesting to blog about...</title><content type='html'>You people and your cute kids. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh! You make all us childless people seem so boring and &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems all I blog about is &lt;strong&gt;Tommy&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Twilight&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha!! Itrs true though...I guess you can tell what's important in my life, huh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it doesn't help that I'm already dying to have a baby (but I'm refraining...unfortunately that's the best option for us right now) and then I have to read in all your blogs about the crazy/funny/cute/weird things your kids do and see all your cute pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so jealous of parents.&lt;/strong&gt; I really am. I read all the things you say about your families and my heart aches for what you have. I know that Tommy and I are our own little family and its works for us right now. And of course I'm&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with my life and I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my husband, but ever since I can remember I have wanted to be a mom. I was born to be a mother (but I guess we all are, right?). My doll was absolutely my favorite toy EVER! I still have it actually and if I have a daughter (or two? Maybe three?) I want to give it to them. =) I had a real stroller and diapers and everything for my doll. I would take it every where with me and I played with it until I was probably far too old to. When I was little I even used to stuff blankets under my shirt and pretend to be pregnant (is that weird? lol). My neighbor and I would endlessly play house and create our own families (down to every little detail). And now that I've found the man who I will love for the rest of my life, who I've started a family with, and who will be the father of my children, &lt;em&gt;I just want to start having them already&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I also know that I want THE absolute &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; for my children and family. Tommy and I both agree that financially it would be better to wait. And for Heaven's sake, I AM only 20 years old! At least that's what I keep telling myself to ease some of the desire. Sometimes I feel like an old woman though (with the exception of my not-so-secret obsession with the Disney Channel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People tell me I have lots of time. They tell me to enjoy being young. They tell me how chaotic life with children is. They're probably right, but that's what I want. I &lt;em&gt;WANT&lt;/em&gt; the chaos. I want my husband and I to experience the ups and downs of parenthood. I want to work together to make our lives the best that we can. I want that cute, cuddly baby that thinks you're the greatest thing in the world, who needs and depends on you. And I eventually want that growing teenager that thinks you'r the most embarrassing thing in the world, who won't admit that they need and depend on you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure it can be stressful and messy and frusterating at times, but I bet those of you who have children can say that motherhood has been your &lt;em&gt;greatest&lt;/em&gt; joy. And I want to experience that joy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmph. So what do I do in the meantime? Because I can't handle my pathetic self tearing up every time I see a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I have Tommy to entertain me. He is almost like a large child himself, after all. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAE-Q0JR3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DUEzq3ySgsg/s1600-h/l_881fd17c4ac844e725638b625a136194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264713432108189554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAE-Q0JR3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DUEzq3ySgsg/s320/l_881fd17c4ac844e725638b625a136194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264713579490464930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s320/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAFG120VKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z-JiS9e47yE/s1600-h/l_a44700444dddc6167b92334037367b3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought these pictures depicted the last sentence in this blog quite well. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4889427675481671057?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4889427675481671057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4889427675481671057' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4889427675481671057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4889427675481671057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-never-have-anything-interesting-to.html' title='I never have anything interesting to blog about...'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SRAE-Q0JR3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DUEzq3ySgsg/s72-c/l_881fd17c4ac844e725638b625a136194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-5823635879017878408</id><published>2008-11-02T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:34:43.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I just can't explain how exstatic I am to see the movie! I remember when I first found out there was going to be a movie and I didn't think I could wait almost a year to see it...and now its almost here! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at all this cool Twilight gear online (t-shirts, buttons, etc.) and I want to buy it all! =) A couple of the sites are: &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/twilight+tshirts"&gt;http://www.zazzle.com/twilight+tshirts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.customizedgirl.com/cgi-bin/main.cgi?cm=1&amp;amp;cm_t=" cm_d="'30&amp;amp;gclid="&gt;http://www.customizedgirl.com/cgi-bin/main.cgi?cm=1&amp;amp;cm_t=&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shop.cafepress.com/edward-cullen?cmp=KNC-G-HIT-RP-EdCullen&amp;amp;gclid=CJfowcyD15YCFRIcawod92qt3A"&gt;http://shop.cafepress.com/edward-cullen?cmp=KNC-G-HIT-RP-EdCullen&amp;amp;gclid=CJfowcyD15YCFRIcawod92qt3A&lt;/a&gt;, and even Hot Topic has some cool shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might buy a t-shirt (maybe even a button!) to wear to the movie premier or-shoot!- even just to wear on any old day! I just have to convince Tommy that it would be an important part of my wardrobe and a very reasonable purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH!&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get all giddy and daydreamy every time I think about Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Why does my heart race every time I hear the name Edward Cullen?&lt;br /&gt;And tell me, why do I feel weepy and sad when I think about Breaking Dawn, it being the last of the series and the end a saga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the movie will be here soon and hopefully Midnight Sun will be too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-5823635879017878408?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/5823635879017878408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=5823635879017878408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5823635879017878408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/5823635879017878408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4830978180586087230</id><published>2008-10-30T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:13:26.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm thankful forrrrrrrr:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HALLOWEEN! I love Halloween, but who doesn't? You get to play dress up and get free candy just for knocking on someone's door! Sounds like a sweet deal to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On Demand.  Thank you Comcast! I love going to On Demand and having a plethora of shows at my fingertips. I also love my DVR, so I can record the various abundance of shows Tommy and I like to watch! If we are going to be gone when the show is supposed to be on, NO PROBLEM!  We can just record it and watch it later AND we get to fast foward through all the commercials. It's totally comcastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My mommy. =) She is a wonderful woman.  She cares so much about others and strives to be Christlike every day.  She's been let down by so many people in her life and I just try my hardest not to end up one of the people who does. She's always been my best friend and I love her so much! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thursdays.  Yes, I'm Thankful for Thursdays.  All becauseeeeee....I don't have to work! Thursday is my day off from work and its so great to be able to have a day to get things done at home, get a break from work, and rejuvenate myself for the next day of work...payday Friday at the bank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4830978180586087230?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4830978180586087230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4830978180586087230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4830978180586087230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4830978180586087230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful-thursday_30.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8592779123474055573</id><published>2008-10-25T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:47:05.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins</title><content type='html'>I forgot to do my Friday Fill-Ins yesterday (Friday).  I guess that's a good sign for me. It goes to show I'm not TOO obsessed and dependent on the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Right now, I'm feeling &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;excited for the knitting class my mom and I are going to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The pumpkin patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is where I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;3. How does one &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;convince their husband to go to the pumpkin patch!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My husband, mom, and the gospel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;keeps me on track.&lt;br /&gt;5. Please don't &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;let my tummy hurt anymore =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fills me with joy.&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(its already Saturday so I can't answer this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;working of course and then chilling out with Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;go to church and relax before work on Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8592779123474055573?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8592779123474055573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8592779123474055573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8592779123474055573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8592779123474055573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-fill-ins_25.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4949074806321041578</id><published>2008-10-25T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:28:23.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently I'm a Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_bella.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Bella! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I might be Esma since I'm very motherly, and I was hoping I wouldn't be Rosalie, but I guess  I'm Bella!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4949074806321041578?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4949074806321041578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4949074806321041578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4949074806321041578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4949074806321041578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/apparently-im-bella.html' title='Apparently I&apos;m a Bella'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6231303303085403831</id><published>2008-10-23T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:02:56.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First off I want to start by saying....why am I up at 7:00AM in the morning ON MY DAY OFF??? Please tell me why, on every othery day when I have to get up and go to work, I can barely peel my self out of bed, giving myself just enough time to do my hair and brush my teeth and TRY to look decent, rush out the door with no breakfast, and barely make it on time to work (and often times being a couple minutes late-maybe more than a couple minutes, but who's counting?...oops). And then today, when I plan on sleeping in, I wake up at 6:30AM and my body decides its ready to get up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYY??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I slept on the couch last night and the tv was on when I woke up so I just started watching it instead of falling back asleep? I also had to pee when I woke up so I suppose I was kind of forced to get up to tend to my body's needs. Stupid bladder. Why have you betrayed me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pee a lot. It's weird. I'm like a pregnant woman, except for the whole baby part. I must have a really small bladder or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough ranting. It's not like I can't go back to bed later when Tommy get's home from work and just sleep with him. And yes, he is STILL at work this morning! He won't be home until about 9:30AM. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so besides wanting to sleep in this morning, what I'm really getting at is, why can't I wake up this easy on every other day of my life that I have to work!?? LAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddddd, what I'm really REALLY getting at is....I'm going to do my Thankful Thursday! =) Even though I've just used up about 10 minutes of my life complaining about sleep! And my bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My job. Even though I would much rather stay home and sleep with my husband all day long, I really do like my job. I like working hard for my money and helping contribute to our family. I also like the people I work with. I used to work at a different Bank of America branch and I liked all the people I worked with, but since I've moved to a different branch, I really have gotten to know my co-workers and I truly enjoy their company. I'm also SO thankful that I work at Bank of America and NOT WaMu or any other banks....yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Texting. =) What a trivial thing to be thankful for, right? WRONG. Texting gives me the ability to communicate with people when I can't talk...like when I'm at work. =) haha or when Tommy is at work. I'm communicating with Tommy right now, even though he is at work and otherwise wouldn't be able to get on a phone and talk to me...all because we can text eachother on our cell phones! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Plain Cheerios and Bananas (and milk of course!). Its so good. Its like a staple in our house. I could sure go for a big bowl of cheerios and bananas right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ashley and Wendel Schultz...for being so sweet and doing a "photoshoot" with Tommy and I...even though they did two OTHER photoshoots the same day before us! I'm stoked. I know the pictures will be awesome since our photographers were so awesome. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a sneek preview Ashley sent me of the pictures: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260361717374540370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 9px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SQCPHIIsWlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yfxtBIqgnFY/s320/1018_8927_bw_2_mr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260364605709249218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SQCRvQBWasI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hEpubArwlZA/s320/1018_8927_bw_2_mrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm also thankful for what a trooper Tommy was during the photo session. He thought it would take 15 or 20 minutes to take all the pictures. Pshhh, yeah right! It took 2 hours! But he was a very good boy through all of it and we actually had a really good time with A and W...probably because they are hilarious and we were laughing the whole time! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I'm thankful for lots of other things, but this post is getting a little long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have an awesome Thursday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6231303303085403831?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6231303303085403831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6231303303085403831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6231303303085403831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6231303303085403831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful-thursday_23.html' title='Thankful Thursday!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SQCPHIIsWlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yfxtBIqgnFY/s72-c/1018_8927_bw_2_mr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-7691728915774507569</id><published>2008-10-21T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:15:26.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What The Heck?!</title><content type='html'>Life is so weird. I think I should seriously write a book on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people would read it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh....how does one deal with this? I don't know whether to laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like I said...life is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh P.S.  Only one more month until the TWILIGHT movie comes out...so psyched!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-7691728915774507569?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/7691728915774507569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=7691728915774507569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7691728915774507569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7691728915774507569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-heck.html' title='What The Heck?!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-3361044250531072281</id><published>2008-10-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:34:12.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins</title><content type='html'>1. Follow the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yellow brick road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is something I always take with me on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;3. To achieve your goals, you must &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;take a chance on the &lt;strong&gt;unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My love of &lt;strong&gt;gum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is something I'd like you to know about me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;problem. It's call &lt;strong&gt;Iwantababy-itis&lt;/strong&gt;....but I'm taking medication for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Rootbeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; floats. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;YUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;watching Degrassi of course (which I'm doing right now) and &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; having Tommy sleeping next to me tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;work, Tommy and I getting our pictures taken together by &lt;strong&gt;Ashley and Wendel&lt;/strong&gt;, and hanging out with my husband &lt;strong&gt;allll&lt;/strong&gt; day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sleep in and go to &lt;strong&gt;church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: the parts I filled in are in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;pink italics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-3361044250531072281?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/3361044250531072281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=3361044250531072281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3361044250531072281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3361044250531072281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-fill-ins_17.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-3560125165962726842</id><published>2008-10-16T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:09:01.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>I think doing a Thankful Thursday every week will force me to become conscious of and focus on all the many blessings I should be thankful for in my life! So here is the start to a positive weekly ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My friend Kelci and that she is still alive!  She flipped her car about a week ago and totaled it.  Someone (I think we all know who!) was watching over her that day and she walked away from the crash with only a bruised thumb and a broken nail!&lt;br /&gt;2. The Prophet and the many church leaders we have that give us revelation and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;3. BYU TV, which I am watching RIGHT now. =)&lt;br /&gt;4. Mine and Tommy's calling in Primary.  I prayed and prayed to Heavenly Father for an opportunity for us to become more involved in the church.  Around that same time, we were both asked to do a talk during the sacrament meeting and to teach the sunbeams in primary! I feel like I'm part of the ward now, that we both really belong here (not that you don't belong if you don't have a calling! I've just gotten to know more people.), and I love teaching the kids.  They are so cute and its so cool to see their love for the gospel, even though they are only 3 and 4 years old! It's also been a good chance for Tommy and I to practice our future parenting skills. =) haha Those kids are lucky they're cute, because they can be so hard to teach sometimes! Its not that they are bad kids....its just that they are only 3 or 4 for crying out loud! Considering how hungy, tired, and ADD I can be by the end of the third hour, it surprises that they even listen to us in class...but, for the most part, they do, and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;5. The internet.  Sometimes technology- the internet, tv, etc.- can be a detriment in our lives, but for the most part, the internet can provide so much for us.  I can find ANYTHING I need on it and easily keep in touch with friends and family who live far away...or even just a couple blocks away! I just have to limit the amount of time I spend on here (which is probably too much) so as not to take away from time I can be doing other important things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I should probably get off of the computer and make something of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; xoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-3560125165962726842?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/3560125165962726842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=3560125165962726842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3560125165962726842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3560125165962726842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4489218166980257144</id><published>2008-10-15T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:59:20.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to everyone who responded to my post about needing some good recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some great recipes and got some great ideas from all the stuff you sent me...I'm pretty excited about trying out some of the recipes soon so I'll be sure to blog about it as soon as I do and let you all know how it goes...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4489218166980257144?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4489218166980257144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4489218166980257144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4489218166980257144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4489218166980257144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8441268676947764199</id><published>2008-10-14T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:53:35.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight on the Brain.</title><content type='html'>Maybe its all the hype and anticipation of the movie coming out this November. Or maybe its because I constantly find myself thinking about the books. Maybe its just because,every now and then, we all have weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I had one crazy dream last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dreamt I was a vampire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mean the coffin dwelling, light fearing, pointy teeth vampire. I'm talking a TWILIGHT vampire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a newborn vampire at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to explain all the weird things that happened in this dream, but I was definitely a newborn vampire and was very "thirsty". My friend in the dream (nobody I know in real life) helped me get blood to quench my thirst. I'm not positive, but I think she may have even been the one who turned me into a vampire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most vivid part of the dream was me gulping down mouthfuls of blood. And the worst part; I could actually taste it in my dream! It didn't taste quite like what a real mouthful of blood would probably taste like (I'm basing this off of when I've biten my tongue and tasted the blood afterward) but it was warm, and think, and absolutely disgusting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not that weird of a dream, but I can't stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly though, I can't stop thinking about the movie! I'm so excited to see it. I'm positive it won't be as good as the book (probably not even close), but I'm curious to see how it turns out and it will be cool to see the book really come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been going to sleep wayyyy after my bedtime lately, so I think I should try to get to sleep soon. Let's just hope I don't go dreaming about werewolves tonight! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-8441268676947764199?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8441268676947764199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8441268676947764199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8441268676947764199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8441268676947764199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight-on-brain.html' title='Twilight on the Brain.'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-7807493664133519821</id><published>2008-10-10T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:26:01.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins</title><content type='html'>I found this fun game called "Friday Fill-Ins". It's pretty self-explanatory. Basically you fill in the blanks and apparently you are supposed to do it every Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink, italicized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; words are the parts I filled in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One of the best concerts/plays/movies I ever saw that I really didn't think I'd like was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is Beautiful. My mom rented it and when she told me it was in Italian and I had to read subtitles through the whole thing I wasn't too thrilled. But it turned out to be one of my favorite movies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Red Curry Chicken (one of the few things I know how to make!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a recipe I recently made (or meal I recently ordered) that was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;3. It's time for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;me to call Kortni because she called me earlier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The fall weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is quite refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;5. If I never hear the word &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;curdle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again, it'll be too soon.&lt;br /&gt;6. To one side of the curving road was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;radiant light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and on the other was a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;threatening darkness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing any more (we already watched the season premier of Degrassi..what more could we ask for?)&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow my plans include &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;work and then some kind of date night with Tommy hopefully =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sleep in, go to our temple prep class and then off to church of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-7807493664133519821?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/7807493664133519821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=7807493664133519821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7807493664133519821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/7807493664133519821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-fill-ins_10.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-6887785390160026929</id><published>2008-10-09T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:05:06.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Ladies (or gents?)..Help me Out!</title><content type='html'>I, being a young newlywed, need the help of anyone that is willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was trying to figure out what I could make for dinner. After much contemplation, I couldn't think of anything I wanted to make. The problem: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happens almost every night!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The standard pasta meal is getting a little old (though my husband says its one of his favorites and I usually enjoy it too). I just need some easy- but not mundane- meals that I can become a pro at and make into family favorites .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I've been married for over a year and I should probably have this whole dinner thing down by now, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but I don't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its not that I don't know how to cook or follow a recipe, but coming up with different meals for the whole week AND finding something quick and easy can be quite a task! Especially when I don't want to have to go to the store or spend a fortune every time I want to make dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm asking anyone who has a good recipe or idea they want to share with me to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please do so!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) I have a binder that I've been compiling recipes in but most of it is just desserts and things of the sort.  I would love for it to be filled with assortments of easy and delicious recipes that I can have at my finger tips any time I want to make dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So please please share with me all your secret recipes and make my life easier? I need some serious help here! Thanks! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-6887785390160026929?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/6887785390160026929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=6887785390160026929' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6887785390160026929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/6887785390160026929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-ladies-or-gentshelp-me-out.html' title='OK Ladies (or gents?)..Help me Out!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-2032936714692843191</id><published>2008-10-08T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:13:54.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did a Bad Thing =(</title><content type='html'>Last night, after sleeping so well the night before, I figured I would have the same results again...but I was so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wasn't tired last night and ended up staying awake until after&lt;strong&gt; 4:00AM!!&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know what was wrong with me but my mind just wouldn't quit and I was physically and mentally wide awake (or maybe it was just because I have this super cool new blog and can't stop fooling around with it?). So, naturally, I was pretty tired this morning, and I didn't feel well at all (I've been feeling really sick to my stomache every morning lately..and &lt;strong&gt;NO I'm not pregnant&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;strong&gt;I called in sick to work!&lt;/strong&gt; I was planning on going back to bed after I called my boss, but had a really hard time falling back asleep because I felt so guilty about not going to work! I definitely am not sick but I did FEEL sick this morning and I just didn't think I could handle dealing with people all day and having to talk and be friendly to everyone. haha Now I feel like everyone at work is going to be mad at me (which I know they aren't) but I can't help but feel guilty and bad about not going in today! &lt;strong&gt;As if I'm the only person in the world who's ever played hookie before!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Tommy came home from work around 9:30AM and we got to spend the &lt;strong&gt;whole day&lt;/strong&gt; together, sleeping and lounging around the house until he left for work about two hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose I should try to lay down in bed earlier than I did last night and hopefully I'll fall asleep sooner than I did last night! I'm also gonna take some melatonin in a minute so that should help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On an a happier note&lt;/strong&gt;, I have the day off from work tomorrow and I'm going to lunch with my friend Britta who I work with! She and her husband just moved up here from the south and she is just so cute and sometimes says stuff like "miss" before people's names (ie: Miss Jackie). So I'm excited about that and about sleeping with Tommy again when he gets home from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I have next Monday off because it's a holiday! I just need to get through crazy, busy Friday at work and then I'll have three whole days off! &lt;strong&gt;YESSSS!&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-2032936714692843191?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/2032936714692843191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=2032936714692843191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2032936714692843191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2032936714692843191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-bad-thing.html' title='I Did a Bad Thing =('/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-2791281801732849848</id><published>2008-10-08T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T01:56:18.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas John Steele</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOx1LbtS7pI/AAAAAAAAADA/qa3ENMBEJl4/s1600-h/l_d589095e50e7c9782c8f5a79a520f133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254703704511278738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOx1LbtS7pI/AAAAAAAAADA/qa3ENMBEJl4/s320/l_d589095e50e7c9782c8f5a79a520f133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well now that I wrote my last blog I've been missing and thinking about my Tommy a lot and happened to stumble across this questionnaire on another blog! This might be boring for you all to read but I think I'll have fun with it! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Where did you meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We officially met at our dear friend Kortni Williams' house. Me and Kort were hanging out and trying to think of people to hang out with. I knew that she was friends with Tommy and I was friends with some of Tommy's friends. Of course I thought Tommy was a hottie-boombalottie, so I slyly suggested that we should hangout with Skyler and Alex (the two of Tommy's friends that I was also friends with) and have Tommy come also. When I found out they were going to come over I was so excited and had butterflies in my stomache (though I didn't tell Kort this at the time). Basically we hit it off that night (how could he not win me over with boyish charm and whitty sense of humor?), hung out alone a few days later, and the rest is history! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. How long did you date before you were married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little less than five months. We started dating in April 2007 and got married in August 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. How long have you been married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One year and almost 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. What does he do that surprises you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is good at anything he puts his mind to, he watches Degrassi with me (and loves it as much as I do), he truly thinks I'm beautiful when I'm not wearing any make up (he actually prefers it), and he has some kind of magical power over me that makes me unable to stop loving him. Actually, none of this really surprises me (except for maybe the make up part).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. What is your favorite feature about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His big lips haha, his strong hands, the wrinkles in his face when he smiles, the clarity in his blue/green eyes, his perfect smooth, shiny hair (I'm actually quite jealous of it...not fair!), his big cartoon thumbs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6. What is your favorite quality about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is honest and sincere. He wouldn't say anything he didn't mean or make a promise he didn't intend to keep. He is also hilarious! Or maybe its just that we have the same sense of humor so I think everything he does is funny. And he is also a hardworker and dependable. I know he will always do whatever he can to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. What is his nickname for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jax or Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8. What is his favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him what his favorite color was a long time ago and he said "blue, I guess"...so I guess its blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. What is his favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He likes comfort food. Nothing too complicated but good flavors. He likes pasta a lot. And corn for some reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10. What is his favorite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the normal sports but definitely Jiu Jitsu...its almost all he did until he met me and got married and had to work and go to school all the time...=( I ruined it for him...but I think I make him pretty happy, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11. Who said I love you first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did, but I said it right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12. When and where was your first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His house when we were first dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;13. What is your favorite thing to do as a couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything I guess! Relax at home and watch our tv shows=). Go to Ivars. I'm gonna learn how to play World of Warcraft so we can play that together haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;14. How many kids and what ages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww man...you had to bring that up? None YET. Someday...hopefully sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15. Does he have any hidden talents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he's pretty good at singing. =) And he's amazing at video and pc games..and he's good at debating...I can never win an arguement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;16. How old is he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17. What kind of music does he like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything, but mostly emo/punk rock/alternative...and TOOL especially haha NOT (I don't know why I said that considering he's the only one he will get that and think its funny and he's probably not going to read this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;18. What do you admire about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His ability to control his emotions and surroundings. He doesn't let things people do or say get to him the way I would. Nobody can bring him down (except for maybe me) because he won't let them...he'd just laugh in their faces! He's also good at self control (with food, money, etc.). He's taught me a lot about that also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;19. What is his favorite past time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, World of Warcraft, video games, tv, reading, anything computer/technology related, using his brain and learning things, making jokes, being cute. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;20. Is he going to read this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably not, maybe I'll tell him to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-2791281801732849848?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/2791281801732849848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=2791281801732849848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2791281801732849848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2791281801732849848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/thomas-john-steele.html' title='Thomas John Steele'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOx1LbtS7pI/AAAAAAAAADA/qa3ENMBEJl4/s72-c/l_d589095e50e7c9782c8f5a79a520f133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-4392911953480560844</id><published>2008-10-07T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:38:40.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Sleep Alone Tonight</title><content type='html'>Tonight will be the second night in my whole life that I will sleep all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy just started working a graveyard shift last night at his job at Expeditors International. He is thrilled about this since he has always been a night owl. Not to mention every thing is more relaxed at work during the middle of the night. But I, however, am &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; so thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His shift is 10PM to 8AM, which means he leaves around 9PM (since he has to go all the way to Seattle) and gets home around 9AM. I leave for work at 8:30AM so I will just miss him before he gets home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was a little nervous when Tommy left for work last night, partially because I'm so used to sleeping with him every night, and partially because I'm such a scaredy-cat and am paranoid about getting kidnapped or something crazy like that. Not to mention I also just saw a scary preview on tv for the movie Saw 4...&lt;strong&gt;awesome! =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly though, &lt;strong&gt;I slept like a baby last night!&lt;/strong&gt; I think it was because I was so exhausted from work and had a terrible headache and I just couldn't stay awake, no matter how weird I felt about being alone. I ended up falling asleep on the couch while watching the news. I slept there for a while and eventually moved to the bed and, let me tell you, &lt;strong&gt;it was great having all that extra room to roll around in while I was sleeping! I loved it!&lt;/strong&gt; But I was a little sad when I woke up and realized my beloved husband was not there. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm hoping I'll fall asleep tonight as easy as I did last night! I'm not so sure though. I'm not quite as tired as I was last night, and I only got to see Tommy for about ten minutes today! =( Its pathetic how much I miss him when he's gone...I guess this experience will be good for me. I suppose there's nothing wrong with gaining a little more independance! And it sure does make me appreciate the time we have together that much more. I just hope this won't screw up Tommy's sleeping habits for the weekends....otherwise he'll be sleeping all weekend and we'll never get to see eachother! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh geeze, I love that man! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254667656681691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOxUZLE_GUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/erxTUCIDETA/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, since I have a little more energy than last night (and did not get ANYTHING done last night after work) I think I'll go clean and check off a few other things from my To Do List! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-4392911953480560844?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/4392911953480560844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=4392911953480560844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4392911953480560844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/4392911953480560844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-sleep-alone-tonight.html' title='I&apos;ll Sleep Alone Tonight'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOxUZLE_GUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/erxTUCIDETA/s72-c/102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-8402646959518157449</id><published>2008-10-05T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:51:08.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just realized that last post was so long!! But despite it's length, I hope you enjoyed it because I really did enjoy writing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to also say that, along with BYU TV, we now also get The-N which has our favorite show ever on it....DEGRASSI (The Next Generation)! Normal people might be embrassed to admit that they watch this show, mostly in part to its overly dramatic and- to quote its own slogan- 100% INTENSE problems of a group of high schoolers, but we love it! You should go watch it for yourself.....you'll be addicted in no time. It might take you a few episodes to realize how great the show it, but I promise you won't be disappointed! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whatever it takes, I know I can make it through...ahh ahh ahhhhh yeahhhh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253898613628962578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOmY8-dFhxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4CcKWSNzU-M/s320/o_degrassi07_2_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253898616552665298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOmY9JWJsNI/AAAAAAAAABE/JIe0qxPT2Fo/s320/degrassi-cast-picture.jpg" border="0" /&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/5945808556243867908-8402646959518157449?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/8402646959518157449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=8402646959518157449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8402646959518157449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/8402646959518157449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOmY8-dFhxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4CcKWSNzU-M/s72-c/o_degrassi07_2_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-2168731870655381233</id><published>2008-10-05T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:41:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>178th Semi-Annual General Conference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOmVmr46wqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZzohNmjKs8k/s1600-h/Jesus!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253894932153418402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOmVmr46wqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZzohNmjKs8k/s320/Jesus!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was the conclusion to the 2008 General Conference. I thoroughly enjoyed every talk I heard though I missed most of Saturdays because I had to work and haven't watched it online yet. Luckily, we were able to watch the conference on BYU TV instead of having to watch it on the computer like last year, thanks to my wonderful husband who upgraded our Comcast package-just in time for General Conference- to include channels such as BYU TV. I've been watching BYU TV non-stop since we got it yesterday! I love it! I even watched the same program twice because I was so excited about it and didn't want to change the channel.... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as I was saying about General Conference. I really enjoyed all the talks, especially one of the last ones given by Elder Carlos. A. Godoy of the Seventy. He talked about having a testimony of the Gospel and how he was once asked about his own personal testimony. At the time, he was unable to think of one experience that he felt was interesting or extraordinary enough. He tried to think of that one moment in his life where he indeniably knew the truth of the Gospel but, hard as he tried, he could not think of anything. Later, after being asked of his personal testimony, Elder Godoy realized that just because he didn't have one big experience to explain it didn't mean he didn't have one. Sometimes a testimony can come in a set of experiences, maybe some of which seem so small at the time, but, when they are all knit together, can make up the strongest of testimonies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Elder Godoy's talk meant a lot to me because, when I was investigating the church, I was told to pray about what I learned and was also told that I would be given the answer, if I asked with an earnest and open heart. My husband- who was my fiance at the time- told me to read Moroni 10:4 in the Book of Mormon and then pray about it. So I did. The verse reads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And when ye shall recieve these things, I would exhort you that ye would ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I expected some glorious beam of light to be cast down upon me and for Jesus Christ or Joseph Smith, or even Heavenly Father Himself, to appear to me and tell me personally that church was true, but, needless to say, that didn't happen. Nor did I even hear a voice in my head, or a burning in my heart, as so many have said they felt when inquiring of the truth. I felt such disappointment and frustration at the time. I wanted to believe what the missionaries taught me, but I wanted to believe it because I felt it was true, not because I loved my fiance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I continued to press on. I learned more about the church and asked as many questions as I could. I attended church every Sunday and read from the Book of Mormon, Doctrine and Covenants, and all the LDS websites I could find online. Slowly, but surely- and through a string of small but important events- I realized that I believed in the Church. I believed everything that my fiance had taught me, that the missionaries told me, and eveything I had read. That still, small voice of the Holy Ghost that so many people told me about was not a prominent voice in my head, but an overwhelming feeling of undeniable truth and happiness. I absolutely knew the church was true. I was later baptized on October 1st, 2007 and became a confirmed member of the Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through so many small instances I had gained my own very personal and very real testimony of the restored Gospel and Jesus Christ's church. I am so thankful for those small moments in my life that I know I will always carry with me and that have brought me to the church and given me such great joy. I am so thankful for the people that opened up the hearts to me, and opened up also their homes for me to come and learn about the gospel. I am so so so thankful to my wonderful husband for never giving up on me, and for having his own testimony of the gospel that initially compelled me to learn about the church for myself. I am so thankful that I've at last been handed the final peice to the puzzle that I've so desperately been trying to put together my whole life and am able to see the finished picture and understand why we are on this Earth and what we are supposed to do here. I am SO thankful for my Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, the Holy Ghost, and Jesus Christ's restored church- The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5945808556243867908-2168731870655381233?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/2168731870655381233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=2168731870655381233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2168731870655381233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/2168731870655381233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/10/178th-semi-annual-general-conference.html' title='178th Semi-Annual General Conference!'/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SOmVmr46wqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZzohNmjKs8k/s72-c/Jesus!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5945808556243867908.post-3267742614080217902</id><published>2008-05-04T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:10:49.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure what I'm doing here. I'm just trying to set everything up! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5945808556243867908-3267742614080217902?l=jackie-steele.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/feeds/3267742614080217902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5945808556243867908&amp;postID=3267742614080217902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3267742614080217902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5945808556243867908/posts/default/3267742614080217902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackie-steele.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-not-really-sure-what-im-doing-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jack!e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11898507860850696672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z3uFAMW_Kh8/SO2pvwvxSPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NGKtoBIVyCk/S220/love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
