<?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-6275272222344219561</id><updated>2011-07-20T18:05:31.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tandishea</title><subtitle type='html'>"My Crazy, Tragic, Sometimes Almost Magic, Awful, Beautiful, Life"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-5236113770351547641</id><published>2011-07-19T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:44:52.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Concert!!!</title><content type='html'>This year I have been really big into American Idol, I'm a total Scotty fan.  I absolutely love him and think he is just a doll lol, Lauren also.  But I rooted for him clear to the very end.  When I found out they were coming to UT for their tour, I got a couple of tickets and me and my cute friend Nancy went and cheered em on.  It was an absolute blast, we had so much fun!!! They did such an amazing job, and we were right up close in the action.  We got to meet Scotty's mom (Super Sweet Lady)  We touched James' arm, not that that was all too exciting lol, but we just had an awesome time.  Thanks again Nancy for coming, I had so much fun, Love ya chica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ti-PInWctTY/TiYOkEtdNmI/AAAAAAAAALs/XS7l36loTeo/s1600/100E0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ti-PInWctTY/TiYOkEtdNmI/AAAAAAAAALs/XS7l36loTeo/s320/100E0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631204396975863394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjVgvg3R84o/TiYOkIyQhpI/AAAAAAAAALk/VN7f5H7ty70/s1600/100E0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjVgvg3R84o/TiYOkIyQhpI/AAAAAAAAALk/VN7f5H7ty70/s320/100E0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631204398069745298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iiMGYq5M02E/TiYOjxb1wEI/AAAAAAAAALc/KLiz_vYMquk/s1600/100_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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My sister in law Amie is also a leader and we just recently added Heather Trapp.  I have had so much fun with these girls and have learned so much.  I'm greatful for the opportunity I have to serve.  Today we had an activity where we made journals.  They turned out super cute, anyways here's some pics! Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmsQFXDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j1jzDn3b754/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmsQFXDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j1jzDn3b754/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512127332661681202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmUHKpKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/G8UlkbOim9w/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmUHKpKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/G8UlkbOim9w/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512127326181827746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CMfBu45I/AAAAAAAAAKc/uymRnEwwwvI/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CMfBu45I/AAAAAAAAAKc/uymRnEwwwvI/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512126882435228562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CMIzP7HI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tJg-cJtyFMM/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CMIzP7HI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tJg-cJtyFMM/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512126876468898930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CLxHig6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/sxio9bfgFNY/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CLxHig6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/sxio9bfgFNY/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512126870111552418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CLpNhqLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8mXSyTZs5z8/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CLpNhqLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8mXSyTZs5z8/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512126867989178546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmyCHdaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pooXIffCF9A/s1600/100MEDIA_IMAG0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmyCHdaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pooXIffCF9A/s320/100MEDIA_IMAG0033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512127334213711266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       They turned out cute huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-8129244901635211294?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/8129244901635211294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=8129244901635211294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/8129244901635211294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/8129244901635211294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2010/09/activity-days.html' title='Activity Days!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/TH8CmsQFXDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j1jzDn3b754/s72-c/100MEDIA_IMAG0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-2528673257002868797</id><published>2010-08-17T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:10:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everybody!  I know It's been forever since I updated and I'm terrible at it, but I'm gonna try and do better.  Anyways, my car is for sale.  It's a 2006 Saturn Ion with about 64,000 miles.  It's a great little car and gets awesome gas mileage.  I'm only selling it due to the fact that I can't take it in the mtns and I am in dire need of a truck lol.  So if your interested or know of anyone who is interested leave me a comment or you can reach me at (435)633-0195.  I'm selling it for $8k Or Best Offer.  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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that many of you are upset that folks are taking My Son's name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that He wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate His birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival. Still, I appreciate Him being remembered anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I personally feel about this celebration is probably most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate His birth, just get along and love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having said that, I'll be more specific. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My Son's birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all His followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. I made all trees. You can remember your Saviour anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: He actually spoke of that one in His teaching, explaining who He is in relation to you and what each of your tasks are. If you have forgotten, look up John 15:1-8. You know, decorating a nativity scene in your living room instead of a tree wouldn't break my heart, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like you to follow the example My wise men set for you: give presents to the Messiah. Here is His wish list. (I know it's His because it's Mine.) Choose something from it: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way His birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Instead of writing politicians complaining about the wording on the cards their staff send out this year, why don't you write and tell them that you'll be praying for them and their families this year. Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Here's a big one: Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My Only Begotten's birth, and why He came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and assure them that we all love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Pick someone that has hurt you in the past, then forgive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life during this holy season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile. My Spirit will help you, and I promise it will make a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sundays. If the store didn't make so much money on that day they'd close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary -- perhaps one who takes His love and Good News to those who have never heard Jesus' name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. There are good people in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but won't have any presents to give or receive. Buy some food and a few gifts and deliver them personally for My Son's sake. Or give them to the Salvation Army or some other charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to My Son, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in Our presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of Ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget; My Beloved Son will accomplish all of our purposes on earth. Just love Him, and do what He has told you to do. He'll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. We'll help you, but the ball is now in your court. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love, and remember : &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Father in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-7622888472329913225?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/7622888472329913225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=7622888472329913225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/7622888472329913225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/7622888472329913225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-letter.html' title='Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-2501650773577414734</id><published>2009-09-19T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:12:25.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elk Hunt 09</title><content type='html'>The Elk Hunt was so much fun.  Alot of work, but also alot of fun.  I had been looking forward to this since my last post which was way back in April Lol. To start off, my tag was in the Manti Central Unit, which starts in Spanish Fork, and goes all the way to I-70. So it was a pretty big area that we could hunt.  My dad hauled the trailer up Thursday and got things ready to go since I had to work and had class Friday. After my class on Friday I hurried home and we headed up that night.  We made it around nine thirty or so, just enough time to head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Early Saturday morning, My dad, Skylar, his buddies Jade and Chad, and Me all headed out for a long day of hiking and hunting. We weren't gettin too serious yet because it was the first day and we had all week to hunt. So We started off at the top of Pickle Keg and within the first twenty minutes we spotted some elk.  A bunch of cows and a nice bull.  They were so far off though, there's no way I could've gotten a shot. We sat and watched them for a bit then decided to go hike.  About five miles later we made our way back to the truck.  Joss and Amie were comin up so we went back to have lunch with them and my mom and Kaybri.  For the rest of the afternoon we just hung around camp then when it got a little cooler Joss, Amie, Jade, Chad, and Me headed out again.  We went back lookin for the bull we had seen earlier that day.  Joss and Chad got me as close as they could but it was gettin dark and he wasn't comin out of the pines so headed back for the night.  We sat around the campfire for a bit then headed home for Church Sunday and also for Amie's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Monday was our day two. So early that morning Skylar, My Dad, and me got up for another long day of huntin.  I was outside waitin on the boys when I heard an elk bugle just up the hill from camp.  I hurried and got Sky to come out and he and my dad had heard it too.  So maybe a hundred yards up from camp was a five point bull elk.  Skylar's tellin me to shoot and my first response is "Can we get closer?"  Why I asked, I have no idea because he was probably fifty yards away lol, a perfect shot. Well we tried to get closer and he snuck back in the tree's. We chased him for a bit but he got away.  Yeah, that was the start of a horrible day lol.  Well for one thing, later that day while out hiking we got caught in a thunderstorm and got soaking wet while trying to find cover under some trees.  After it had calmed enough we made a run for the pick up. All three of us hopped in and let a sigh of relief because we were out of the rain, well things changed in a hurry.  We hadn't moved a truck an inch when the side of the tire hit a sharp stick on the side of the road and blew the tire.  Ugh, what a pain.  Skylar had to run all the way back to camp to get a star Wrench from my dad's pick up.  Poor kid, it's pouring down rain and he ran over a mile back. Well he made it back, and we got the tire fixed (When I say we I really mean them lol, I just watched and took pics). Well, I was feelin kinda bad because if I had just shot that elk that morning none of that would've even happened, but we just laughed and learned from it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8oJbXvII/AAAAAAAAAHU/N4YQR5qDSzE/s1600-h/203333-R1-03-24A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8oJbXvII/AAAAAAAAAHU/N4YQR5qDSzE/s320/203333-R1-03-24A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275590014450818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8noH5v0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZCT6zwY1Ofw/s1600-h/203333-R1-02-23A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8noH5v0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZCT6zwY1Ofw/s320/203333-R1-02-23A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275581074423618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8mymo8sI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iimKorvosyg/s1600-h/203333-R1-01-22A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8mymo8sI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iimKorvosyg/s320/203333-R1-01-22A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275566707831490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8mb_lLvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5i_afFUAREI/s1600-h/203333-R1-00-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8mb_lLvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5i_afFUAREI/s320/203333-R1-00-0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383275560638426866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, another early morning.  We started off packing a lunch for the day planning on bein out all day.  The skies looked clear and we were hopeful it was going to be a good day.  We started off following the fenceline down passed rogers ridge and was planning on comin out at Salina Creek.  Oh boy, that didn't happen.  We hiked and hiked for what felt like forever.  It was fun though we saw some really neat stuff.  There was a creek with this really pretty red moss, it was so neat I wish I would have taken a pic of it.  Then we saw this huge beaver dam, It kinda reminded me of the reflection pool at temple square because it was huge and round and the water just poured over in kind of the same way.  Another pic, I wish I had taken. Well I was starin to get hot and tired and was ready to get back to camp but we still had probably six miles to go and had not seen one elk. Then finally we passed a huge herd with a nice six point, we tried to get a shot but they were outta there.  They didn't want anything to do with us.  We would've chased em but the skies were startin to look bad and we wanted to get back to camp before the rain came in.  So we hiked, and hiked, and hiked some more.  We were probably two and a half miles from camp when it started hailing like crazy.  I was so tired as it was and were goin up hill, it just was not lookin good.  The hail kept gettin bigger and bigger, and it hurts when it hits your bare skin.  So once again, we found ourselves freezing cold, and soaking wet beneath some quakie trees. Then made a run the rest of the way up hill to the road. We made it to the road and we didn't come out at salina creek like we planned, no we came out at Pickle Keg. And still had a mile and half back to camp. All three of us, were soaking wet from head to toe walking through the mud and slush back.  What a miserable hike.  This one felt like a hundred miles, but was really like eleven or twelve miles.  By this point, I was really feeling bad I didn't shoot that elk the morning before.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I was starting to get frustrated, we heard elk bugling all morning but never saw one.  We hiked down in Salina Creek, and didn't see a thing.  So we went back to camp for a bit then tried a different area. We found a road, well it was more like a fourwheeler trail, but we took it anyways and found ourselves riding along thinkin of what we wanted to do.  Well the road got rough so turned around and started head back out, While Skylar slowed down to put it in four wheel drive, we heard an elk bugle and immediatly stopped. We quietly got out of  the truck and glassed up the hill.  A huge heard of elk took of running.  There was a way nice bull in the heard and probably twenty cows, if not more.  We decided we were gonna try and follow them.  We were quiet as could be through the thick trees, and made our way to the fenceline where we had seen them cross.  Once again, we lost em.  We decided we were gonna follow the fence up the mountain just to see and be sure.  Maybe a half mile up the mountain we decided they were gone.  We started talkin and Skylar was plannin on goin home that night for some elk bugles thinkin hopefully we could call em in.  My dad suggested we finish hiking up the rest of the way just for the heck of it, and me and Sky looked at each other like whatever but went along with it anyways.  We were being so noisy and my dad's like maybe you two should be quiet in case we some elk.  Not even five minutes later we saw some cows laying on a hill probably three hundred yards away.  We ducked down and sat for a bit just waiting to see if maybe there was a bull.  Probably fifteen minutes later another elk came out from the trees.  My dad's like I think it's a cow, Skylar's like no its not shoot Tandi shoot.  So I got in huntin mode and just started pullin the trigger.  Them things are so hard to take down.  The cows took off and he wasn't moving much, he just slowly walked back towards the trees.  I just kept shooting, then I saw him go down, but he quickly got back up and we couldn't see where he ended up from there.  So we just sat waiting making sure he was really dead before we went up there not wanting to chase him any further than we had to.  Finally after about twenty minutes we decided it was safe to go up there.  I had my gun ready just in case, but sure enough I had got him.  I was so excited.  What a thrill, and especially because I got to share that with my dad and brother.  It was such a fun hunt.  Thanks everyone who helped out, you guys are so awesome and  I appreciate it.  After all the hard work and all the the rainstorms, and hailstorms, and everything else we went through and put into the hunt. It was all worth it.  Even though that was just the beginning of more hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVEoDcNHoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1GcG5mtjLAY/s1600-h/Elk+Hunt+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVEoDcNHoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1GcG5mtjLAY/s320/Elk+Hunt+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383284384500358786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVEonN6dQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iRFPm66RLLw/s1600-h/203333-R1-09-15A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVEonN6dQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/iRFPm66RLLw/s320/203333-R1-09-15A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383284394104091906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVEpAKnriI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PbdU2J6cx84/s1600-h/203333-R1-10-16A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVEphZWAJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mCg_mkuR6_Y/s320/203333-R1-08-14A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383284409721290898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVFIiL5MxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q-NDuiyYxRI/s1600-h/203333-R1-18-8A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVFIiL5MxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q-NDuiyYxRI/s320/203333-R1-18-8A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383284942509257490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVFIJcmY4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UIKrsiqxzVA/s1600-h/203333-R1-20-2A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVFIJcmY4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UIKrsiqxzVA/s320/203333-R1-20-2A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383284935868441474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVFHpDdIqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Q4AZ3mN7TzA/s1600-h/203333-R1-21-3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrVFHpDdIqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Q4AZ3mN7TzA/s320/203333-R1-21-3A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383284927173042850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-2501650773577414734?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/2501650773577414734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=2501650773577414734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/2501650773577414734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/2501650773577414734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2009/09/elk-hunt-09.html' title='Elk Hunt 09'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SrU8oJbXvII/AAAAAAAAAHU/N4YQR5qDSzE/s72-c/203333-R1-03-24A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-699049228843070395</id><published>2009-04-28T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:16:14.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Worth Posting!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this morning while checking my e-mail I learned that I got my results for the Big Game Draw.  So I hurried and opened it not sure what to expect. Hoping for atleast a deer tag. I start reading through and find that I'm unsuccessful for general buck and the only other thing I would've drawn for was a Big Bull Tag.  Well, I feel pretty lucky because I'm so super excited to say that I drew a Big Bull Tag. How Awesome is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-699049228843070395?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/699049228843070395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=699049228843070395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/699049228843070395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/699049228843070395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-worth-posting.html' title='Something Worth Posting!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-586161097502340165</id><published>2009-03-03T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:07:34.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Truths</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow, I can't believe it's been two months and I haven't posted a single thing. Ok ok, I'm a slacker.  Well I should have a lot to talk about considering it's been so long, and a lot has happened don't get me wrong, but nothing worth posting.  So for now, I'll just do this 100 Truths I found on Nancy's blog which looked kinda fun. Hopefully soon I'll have somethin good worth posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 100 Truths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1.] Real Name – Tandishea Harwood&lt;br /&gt;[2.] Like It? – Yeah&lt;br /&gt;[3.] Single or Taken? - Single&lt;br /&gt;[4.] Zodiac Sign - Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;[5.] Male or Female? - Female&lt;br /&gt;[6.] Elementary School? – Salina Elementary&lt;br /&gt;[7.] Middle School? – North Sevier Middle&lt;br /&gt;[8.] High School – North Sevier High&lt;br /&gt;[10.] Hair color? – Brown&lt;br /&gt;[11.] Eye Color – Brown&lt;br /&gt;[12.] Hair Length – Shoulder Length&lt;br /&gt;[13.] Current Worry? - I Worry About Everything &lt;br /&gt;[14.] Weight – Let's Not Go There&lt;br /&gt;[15.] Are You A Health Freak? I Should Be&lt;br /&gt;[16.] Height – 5’4 5'5 Somewhere In There&lt;br /&gt;[17.] Do You Have A Crush On Someone? – Kenny Chesney&lt;br /&gt;[18.] Do You Like Yourself? Depends On The Day&lt;br /&gt;[19.] Any Piercings? – Just My Ears&lt;br /&gt;[20.] Any Tattoos? – Nope&lt;br /&gt;[21.] Righty or Lefty? – Righty&lt;br /&gt;***FIRSTS***&lt;br /&gt;[22.] First Surgery? – My Appendix&lt;br /&gt;[23.] First Piercings? – Ears&lt;br /&gt;[24.] First Best Friend? – Can't Remember, It's Been A While&lt;br /&gt;[25.] First Award? – Shoot, Maybe For 4-H?&lt;br /&gt;[26.] First Sport? - Baseball, I Was The Only Girl On My Team&lt;br /&gt;[27.] First Pet? – Dog&lt;br /&gt;[28.] First Vacation? – Lot's Of Camping Trips&lt;br /&gt;[29.] First Teacher? – Mrs. Gladwell&lt;br /&gt;[30.] First Crush? LOL There's Been A Lot ha ha&lt;br /&gt;[31.] First big birthday? – My 10th or 11th Not Sure&lt;br /&gt;***THIS OR THAT***&lt;br /&gt;[32.] Orange or Apple Juice? – Apple&lt;br /&gt;[33.] Rock or Rap? – Rock&lt;br /&gt;[34.] Country or Screamo? Country&lt;br /&gt;[35.] N'Sync or Backstreet Boys? – Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;[36.] Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera? – Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;[37.] Night or Day? – Night&lt;br /&gt;[38.] Sun or Moon? – Moon&lt;br /&gt;[39.] TV or Internet? – Internet &lt;br /&gt;[40.] PlayStation or Xbox? – Don't Know How To Play Either&lt;br /&gt;[41.] Kiss or Hug? – Both&lt;br /&gt;[42.] Iguana or Turtle? – Iguana&lt;br /&gt;[43.] Spider or Bee? – What? Neither&lt;br /&gt;[44.] Fall or spring? – Fall&lt;br /&gt;[45.] Limewire or iTunes? iTunes&lt;br /&gt;[46.] Chocolate or Vanilla? – Chocolate &lt;br /&gt;[47.] Soccer or Baseball? – Baseball&lt;br /&gt;[48.] Hot or Cold? – Cold&lt;br /&gt;***CURRENTLY**&lt;br /&gt;[49.] Eating? – nothing&lt;br /&gt;[50.] Drinking? – Sunkist&lt;br /&gt;[51.] I'm about to? – Do Some Laundry&lt;br /&gt;[52.] Listening to? – Silence&lt;br /&gt;[53.] Plans for today? – The Days Over&lt;br /&gt;[54.] Waiting for? – Nothing At The Moment&lt;br /&gt;***FUTURE***&lt;br /&gt;[55.] Want Kids? – Sure Do&lt;br /&gt;[56.] When? – When I'm Married and Ready&lt;br /&gt;[57.] Marriage? – Someday&lt;br /&gt;[58.] When? - Who Knows&lt;br /&gt;[59.] Where Do You Want To Live? – Close To Home&lt;br /&gt;[60.] How Many Kids? – Three, &lt;br /&gt;[61.] Any Name on the Mind? – A Few, But It's Way Too Soon For That&lt;br /&gt;[62.] What Did You Want To Be When You Were Little? – A Doctor&lt;br /&gt;[63.] What Do You Think You'll Really Be Doing?- Not Sure Yet, I Can't Decide What To Go To School For.&lt;br /&gt;[64.] Something You Would Never Try? – Bungee Jumping, What If The Cord Snaps?&lt;br /&gt;[65.] When Do You Want to Die? – Not For A While&lt;br /&gt;***WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX? ***&lt;br /&gt;[66.] Lips or Eyes? – Eyes&lt;br /&gt;[67.] Nice stomach or nice arms? BOTH For Sure&lt;br /&gt;[68.] Hugging or Kissing? – Both&lt;br /&gt;[69.] Shorter or Taller? – Taller&lt;br /&gt;[70.] Tan Skinned or Light? Tanned&lt;br /&gt;[71.] Romantic or Spontaneous? – Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;[72.] Dark or Light Hair? – Dark&lt;br /&gt;[73.] Muscular or Normal? – Muscular&lt;br /&gt;[74.] Hook-Up or Relationship? - Relationship!! &lt;br /&gt;[75.] Similar To You or Different? – Both&lt;br /&gt;[76.] Trouble maker or hesitant? – Huh?&lt;br /&gt;***HAVE YOU EVER? ***&lt;br /&gt;[77.] Kissed A Stranger? - Ha Ha, Don't Think So&lt;br /&gt;[78.] Drank Bubbles? – Nope&lt;br /&gt;[79.] Lost Glasses/ Contacts? – Don't Have Either&lt;br /&gt;[80.] Climbed Up A Tree? – Lot's Of Times&lt;br /&gt;[81.] Broken Someone's Heart? – Maybe&lt;br /&gt;[82.] Had your heart broken? – Sure, Everyone Does Atleast Once&lt;br /&gt;[83.] Ran away from home? – Nope&lt;br /&gt;[84.] Been Arrested? – Nope&lt;br /&gt;[85.] Liked A Friend As More Than A Friend? – Yeah&lt;br /&gt;***DO YOU BELIEVE IN***&lt;br /&gt;[86.] Yourself? – At Times&lt;br /&gt;[87.] Miracles? – Yes For Sure&lt;br /&gt;[88.] Love at First Sight – It's Possible&lt;br /&gt;[89.] Santa Claus? – Ha ha maybe&lt;br /&gt;[90.] Kissing On the First Date? – LOL, Maybe Once&lt;br /&gt;[92.] God? – Yes I Do&lt;br /&gt;***ANSWER TRUTHFULLY***&lt;br /&gt;[93.] Is There Someone You Want To Be With Right Now? - No&lt;br /&gt;[94.] Do You Like Someone? – I Like Everyone&lt;br /&gt;***LASTS***&lt;br /&gt;[95.] Received/Sent Text Message – Kandi&lt;br /&gt;[96.] Received Call – Dad&lt;br /&gt;[97.] Call Made? – Amie&lt;br /&gt;[98.] Comment on Facebook? – Don't Have One&lt;br /&gt;[99.] Missed Call? – Tiff&lt;br /&gt;[100.] Person You Hung out with? – Kandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-586161097502340165?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/586161097502340165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=586161097502340165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/586161097502340165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/586161097502340165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-truths.html' title='100 Truths'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-9011787824552760155</id><published>2008-12-14T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:11:54.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachelorette Party!</title><content type='html'>So we had a blast at Trista's Bachelorette party.  We started off with some games. First we played a game where everyone had to pick a partner. One partner sat on a chair holding a banana between their legs while the other kneeled on the floor facing them. The person on the floor had to eat the banana without using their hands. The first one to eat the banana won. It was so fun. I won the game lol. I don't know if I should be proud of that or not. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Next game was called PIN THE JUNK ON THE HUNK! Kind of like pin the tail on the donkey with a kinky twist to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some special cake. By the way it's not decorated real well but I tried my best ha ha. Then finished off with presents.  All in all it was a fun girls night. Thanks Trist for bein such a trooper. Love ya sis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-9011787824552760155?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/9011787824552760155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=9011787824552760155' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/9011787824552760155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/9011787824552760155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/12/bachelorette-party.html' title='Bachelorette Party!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-6470711606159148532</id><published>2008-12-05T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:50.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Gross!</title><content type='html'>K, today me and Kandice decided to run up to Provo to get some things for Trista's Bachelorette Party and Christmas!  Well on the way home we decided to stop and get something to eat.  A lot of times when we're in a hurry we'll just stop at the Wendy's right off the freeway in Payson because it's right there, it's quick and it's easy. Well, we drove through got our food and started digging in. Well I don't always have the best manners and thankgoodness for today, it came in handy.  I was pickin apart my sandwhich takin off the tomato. Well after I had taken a bite of the tomato, I noticed something black on the lettuce.  Oh My Gosh! It was a freakin Earwig, a dead earwig, with the guts comin out its butt.  SO GROSS! Yuck. It made me sick. I was so pissed. I went inside, threw it on the counter, and the lady comes up and says "Is There A Problem?" I'm like "Yeah, there is a freakin bug in my food. I Want A Refund." So she hollars back to one of the workers who by the way did not speak any english whatsoever. They mumble there little language to each other then she comes back up. "I'm so sorry, do you want your refund or new food too?" Are you kidden me? After I already found a bug in my chicken sandwhich? What do you think? No, I don't want my food. But yeah, So Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/STnoXTJsgYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rC-Lza1IFyc/s1600-h/cucky.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/STnoXTJsgYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rC-Lza1IFyc/s400/cucky.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276503925416821122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            It's Hard To See, But The Black Thing Is The Earwig&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-6470711606159148532?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/6470711606159148532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=6470711606159148532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/6470711606159148532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/6470711606159148532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-gross.html' title='So Gross!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/STnoXTJsgYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rC-Lza1IFyc/s72-c/cucky.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-5004663536492630949</id><published>2008-12-03T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:19:46.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNA Update</title><content type='html'>Oh My Gosh! I am having so much fun doing the CNA Class. I was so scared at first and now I am just loving it. Today was my last night in the actual class. We did our final test and Yay, I passed! I just have to finish up three more clinical days, turn in all my assignments, and pass the state boards.  So hopefully by the end of January, The First of February I'll have my license, then I can go on and hopefully become an LPN, or RN one day. Wish Me Luck! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-5004663536492630949?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/5004663536492630949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=5004663536492630949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/5004663536492630949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/5004663536492630949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/12/cna-update.html' title='CNA Update'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-4561437670177748236</id><published>2008-11-23T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:53:27.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SSoXGJni54I/AAAAAAAAAEE/UQwb3fhc-Ec/s1600-h/Twilight+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SSoXGJni54I/AAAAAAAAAEE/UQwb3fhc-Ec/s400/Twilight+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272051708219025282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday the new Twilight movie came out.  Needless to say, I was so excited for it. I have watched every movie trailer, all the youtube videos and pretty much anything there was to do with Twilight. A little obsessive I know lol. But anyways, I could not wait for the movie to come out. So Friday was the opening day of the movie and me and Amie had tickets of course. Yay! We got there about forty five minutes early to make sure we'd have a seat. Holy Cow. Before they even opened the doors there was a line out front. Crazy!  The movie was great! Not as good as the book, but they never are. But It still turned out to be a really Good Movie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SSoVuuONr1I/AAAAAAAAADs/Y7FrnwElFi8/s1600-h/Twilight+Movie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SSoVuuONr1I/AAAAAAAAADs/Y7FrnwElFi8/s320/Twilight+Movie.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272050206216400722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All The People In Line To See Twilight, and There Were People In Front Of Us Waiting To See The Movie Too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-4561437670177748236?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/4561437670177748236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=4561437670177748236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/4561437670177748236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/4561437670177748236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie.html' title='The Twilight Movie'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SSoXGJni54I/AAAAAAAAAEE/UQwb3fhc-Ec/s72-c/Twilight+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-4286684921426635266</id><published>2008-11-14T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:06:27.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss You Bud!</title><content type='html'>It's Been Six Months Today Since Our Little Brody Went Back To Live With His Heavenly Father. Miss You Bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2666130979420995786&amp;amp;site=widget-ca.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979420995786&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p1/2666130979420995786/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979420995786&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p2/2666130979420995786/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2666130979420995786&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ca.slide.com/p4/2666130979420995786/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6275272222344219561-4286684921426635266?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/4286684921426635266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=4286684921426635266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/4286684921426635266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/4286684921426635266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-you-bud.html' title='Miss You Bud!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-4528332386240538418</id><published>2008-10-23T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:37:03.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr...</title><content type='html'>Ok, So back in June I bought me a new car. I had been needing a dependable vehicle for so long that it was a big relief to finally get my new car.  Well, in August my parents and I made a trip to St. George for a few days.  When we got down there I noticed something wrong with my rear passenger tire.  So we took it to get a new one, which pretty much cost a fortune. (Thanks Mom and Dad) They took care of it for me and we figured it was just the one tire. The rest seemed to be fine.  Well just the past two weeks or so, I've noticed my car kinda vibrates when I drive and that it pulls to the left. Joss offered to rotate my tires for me. So this morning I took my car over to his house so he could do that. (Thanks Joss) Anyways he mentioned that I should maybe get some new tires soon and I thought that was a good idea too. Well, while he was finishing up I noticed something funny with one of my tires. He came and checked it out and was like, whoa. That's why your car has been shaky and acting so funny. He told me it probably wouldn't be a good idea for me to be driving on a tire like that because most likely it would blow. Well I guess I'm investing in brand new tires a little sooner than expected. Grrr... I'm so angry. I've only had the car for four months. Well, atleast now I know what tires are cheap and not dependable. Here's a pic of the tire. Its kinda hard to see but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SQEJ6TT0OeI/AAAAAAAAADk/ypCI2jtH2CE/s1600-h/Stupid+Tire.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SQEJ6TT0OeI/AAAAAAAAADk/ypCI2jtH2CE/s400/Stupid+Tire.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260496736965900770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-4528332386240538418?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/4528332386240538418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=4528332386240538418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/4528332386240538418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/4528332386240538418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/10/grrr.html' title='Grrr...'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SQEJ6TT0OeI/AAAAAAAAADk/ypCI2jtH2CE/s72-c/Stupid+Tire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-3848026241267019546</id><published>2008-10-12T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:42:01.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! I Love The Snow!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday started out cold and miserable.  I'm excited it's getting closer to winter but I think that if it's gonna be so dang cold that atleast we could get some snow.  So anyways when I got home from work I was so excited to look out the window and see it storming.  I was so excited!  So anyways, me and my friend Lacie went to hang out. Well, we aren't like most girls, ya know the one's that sit and drag main looking for boys. No, we hopped in her pick up and headed up the mountain. Most people would say it's probably not the best idea because we are girls and all but we do it anyways because it's lots funner than driving around in town.  Well the snow was finally starting to stick so of course, it was the first snow, ya gotta make snow angels, LOL, and that's exactly what we did. Kinda dorky I know. But were dorks and we had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0poZgg3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7hsiRBOsBU0/s1600-h/Tandi+Snow+Angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0poZgg3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7hsiRBOsBU0/s200/Tandi+Snow+Angel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462342406833010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Me and My Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0pyl6N8I/AAAAAAAAADM/K6nz2r8B0k0/s1600-h/Snow+Angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0pyl6N8I/AAAAAAAAADM/K6nz2r8B0k0/s200/Snow+Angel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462345143203778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                            Just One Of Our Snow Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0pxk57PI/AAAAAAAAADU/LkMI4NxEwBA/s1600-h/Lacie+Snow+Angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0pxk57PI/AAAAAAAAADU/LkMI4NxEwBA/s200/Lacie+Snow+Angel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462344870554866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Lacie and Her Snow Angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-3848026241267019546?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/3848026241267019546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=3848026241267019546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/3848026241267019546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/3848026241267019546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-i-love-snow.html' title='Yay! I Love The Snow!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SPK0poZgg3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7hsiRBOsBU0/s72-c/Tandi+Snow+Angel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-1715046483860186725</id><published>2008-10-09T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:46:32.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flattered....Or Just Freaked Out!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I got a call this morning from Kandice saying "Hey, come down to Maverik there's a surprise here for ya." I asked her what it was and she said "Just come down and see."  So I hurried and ran down there and there was this big, beautiful, arrangement of flowers for me. My first thought was who are these from? I was so surpised, my boss asked it if was my birthday, I told her no, my birthday isn't til January. Well on the envelope it said Tadisha Harwood. K that is not how you spell my name. On the card it said, "Tadisha, Even in Heaven Abound, Beauty Such As Yours Cannot Be Found.. Yours Truly, Secret Admirer." So I got to thinking of who it may be but the people I came up with, well all except for one knows that my name is Tandi, they know how to say it and how to spell it.  So one man came to mind. It's a guy who comes into my work on a regular basis and has flirted both with Kandice and Myself. He gave us graduation cards and he does pronounce my name as Tadisha. There was no doubt in my mind that it was this man. So I called the flower shop but they couldn't tell me who it was. So I found my graduation card that he had given me months before and my name is spelled the same with the same hand writing. This man, is much much older than me and should know it's not right. So I am not only freaked out right now, but I'm also very disgusted. Here's some pics of the flowers and Card. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SO6XNT82XcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NC5hMX1se1k/s1600-h/yuck.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SO6XNT82XcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NC5hMX1se1k/s320/yuck.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255304070137535938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SO6XNQOxP2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XWtwcZO6Mvw/s1600-h/gross.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SO6XNQOxP2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XWtwcZO6Mvw/s320/gross.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255304069138956130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-1715046483860186725?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/1715046483860186725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=1715046483860186725' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/1715046483860186725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/1715046483860186725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/10/flatteredor-just-freaked-out.html' title='Flattered....Or Just Freaked Out!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SO6XNT82XcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NC5hMX1se1k/s72-c/yuck.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-6656464142033054562</id><published>2008-10-05T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:25:05.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Tagged!</title><content type='html'>I am- A daughter, a sister, and an aunt!&lt;br /&gt;I want- To Be successful&lt;br /&gt;I have- An amazing family and friends&lt;br /&gt;I wish- I could hug Brody one last time and that life wasn't so stressful.&lt;br /&gt;I hate- Constructive Criticism, I know its for my own good, but I still don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;I fear- Losing another loved one and becoming a failure.&lt;br /&gt;I hear- Mercy Me, I can only imagine&lt;br /&gt;I search- Through my messy room for lost items.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder- What people think and say about me when I'm not around.&lt;br /&gt;I always- Tell my parents I love them before leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;I usually-  Stress way too much.&lt;br /&gt;I dance- When I'm really happy or excited.&lt;br /&gt;I sing- Really loud and way off tune. Lol&lt;br /&gt;I never- Go a day without thinking of Brody.&lt;br /&gt;I rarely- Clean my room. Oh what a mess. :(&lt;br /&gt;I cry- Where nobody can see or hear me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not always- As Thankful As I should Be.&lt;br /&gt;I need- To focus on school so I can get out of Maverik.&lt;br /&gt;I should- Quit worrying so much and just have fun while I still can.&lt;br /&gt;I dream- Of getting married in the temple and starting a family of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag Anyone Who Thinks This Looks Like Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-6656464142033054562?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/6656464142033054562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=6656464142033054562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/6656464142033054562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/6656464142033054562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/10/hailey-tagged-me.html' title='I Got Tagged!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-2674354543823947711</id><published>2008-09-22T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:28:50.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CNA</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I enjoy my job, well somedays and it's great place to work, Well for now anyways but I just don't wanna be known as the Maverik Chick for the rest of my life.  So I'm happy to say I'm finally starting school Thanks to kandice.  The two of us are going to start a CNA Course.  All through out high school she kept telling me after high school that she was gonna take CNA, and that I should do it with her.  Every time she'd mention it, I thought it would be fun but I honestly didn't think I could handle it. I mean C'mon, changing elderly people's diapers. It's bad enough changing an infants let alone an adult.  And the blood and everything else that comes with it just makes my stomach turn thinking about it.  So I've thought long and hard about this and decided I'll just toughen up and deal with it.  And this time it's not just an idea, We're all signed up and class starts Wednesday. Yay, hope this turns out good. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-2674354543823947711?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/2674354543823947711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=2674354543823947711' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/2674354543823947711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/2674354543823947711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/09/cna.html' title='CNA'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-6128428211332904049</id><published>2008-09-07T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:20:31.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Funny!</title><content type='html'>This is way funny. Kandice will probably kill me but watch the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A305361' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=tvdpZvBExDFzsFM4&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=tvdpZvBExDFzsFM4&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=tvdpZvBExDFzsFM4&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables&amp;reg; &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.9NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjE2MTA3ODI1MzEmcHQ9MTIyMTYxMDc5MDU*NiZwPTE5MTEzMSZkPTIwMjI1MyZuPSZnPTImdD*mbz1hZTdiYmY*NGI2MTI*YzY4YTM4ZTY4ZDgwMjQ5NDZjOQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-6128428211332904049?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/6128428211332904049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=6128428211332904049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/6128428211332904049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/6128428211332904049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-funny.html' title='This Is Funny!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-8329090007547926312</id><published>2008-09-01T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:35:43.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLy0hXAiEGI/AAAAAAAAACM/WADy0DTOP50/s1600-h/TTWilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241262551557345378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLy0hXAiEGI/AAAAAAAAACM/WADy0DTOP50/s400/TTWilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLy0T4laaNI/AAAAAAAAACE/3-Ag6hJpGq4/s1600-h/TTWilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm happy to say I just finished the fourth book in the Twilight series. So good! Now I can say I'm a big Twilight Fan with the rest of em. Everyone kept telling me how good the books were and that I just had to read them. My response was I don't read, I don't like to read, I'd rather watch the movie. So anyways, I just happened to be shopping when I came across the book. I took a quick glance at it then decided what the heck expecting to read maybe a chapter or two then probably never finishing it. After three days, I had already finished the first book. I'm tempted to re-read them because now I'm kinda lost without something keeping me busy. Anyways, I kinda forced my sis-in-law Amie to start reading them. So now of course since we read them, were gonna have to go see the movie which I can't wait for it to come to theatre's. We already have a trip planned North. Kinda Dorky, Huh? But yeah, If any of you are thinking about reading it, I would highly recommend it, Except for the fact that you probably won't get anything else done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-8329090007547926312?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/8329090007547926312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=8329090007547926312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/8329090007547926312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/8329090007547926312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLy0hXAiEGI/AAAAAAAAACM/WADy0DTOP50/s72-c/TTWilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-5221152653667995445</id><published>2008-08-28T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:08:47.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ENGAGED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok just so you know, I'm not the one engaged. But anyways, yesterday like alot of days me and Trista were fighting like cats and dogs. Anyways, we pretty much weren't even talking to each other. Well there was a Dave Stamey concert last night and me and Kandice were there taking tickets. There weren't alot of people there so when Trista and her boyfriend Scott walked in, I was expecting her to not even say a word to me and just casually walk by, but when I looked up she had the biggest grin on her face and was just like hey guys. So I was surprised and was glad she finally got over being mad at me. All of sudden she held out her hand with the prettiest ring. I was so surprised. She was just glowing. I was so shocked I didn't really know what to say, then I just looked at the both of them and asked, "Did mom buy that ring?" Because the joke around our the house was mom will buy the ring if Scott will give it to her. They both just chuckled. So anyways Congrats to Trista and Scott. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239570211734729890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLaxWN4qtKI/AAAAAAAAABU/-01To1X3VLY/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239569479025423954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLawrkVJ9lI/AAAAAAAAABM/S2Zmuj_63T0/s320/Trista+AND+Scott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6275272222344219561-5221152653667995445?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/5221152653667995445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=5221152653667995445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/5221152653667995445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/5221152653667995445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-engaged.html' title='JUST ENGAGED!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6QYAkKPk_II/SLaxWN4qtKI/AAAAAAAAABU/-01To1X3VLY/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-7254596811693516525</id><published>2008-08-25T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:52:10.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out With The Old, In With The New</title><content type='html'>Alright, so the pink just didn't fit.  It was too girly and it was plain.  So once again I changed it, but this time it was for the best. Whatta Ya Think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-7254596811693516525?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/7254596811693516525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=7254596811693516525' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/7254596811693516525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/7254596811693516525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out With The Old, In With The New'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-3308208940317220036</id><published>2008-07-23T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:23:39.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink</title><content type='html'>Ok, So I decided I'd better add some color to this thing because white is pretty dull. Actually Amie was the one who decided, I'm just the one who changed it. (Just Kidden Amie) I'm not much for the color pink, but it was the best i could come up with so here it is, I even added some pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-3308208940317220036?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/3308208940317220036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=3308208940317220036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/3308208940317220036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/3308208940317220036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/07/pink.html' title='Pink'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6275272222344219561.post-7650954290754964427</id><published>2008-07-11T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:43:34.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>K So I'm back into the blogging world.  I guess we'll just see how long this one lasts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6275272222344219561-7650954290754964427?l=tandi37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/feeds/7650954290754964427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6275272222344219561&amp;postID=7650954290754964427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/7650954290754964427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6275272222344219561/posts/default/7650954290754964427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tandi37.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Tandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03580460077311873277</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
