tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65675693653882631322024-03-04T22:07:37.929-08:00Project 101- Days of my Life"Verily, I say, men should be anxiously engaged in a good cause, and do many things of their own free will and bring to pass much righteousness." - D&C 58:27Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-47041927240856546662011-06-06T14:33:00.000-07:002011-06-06T15:11:20.233-07:00Senior<div><br /><div><br /><div>Wow, it's been a long time. Forgot to put up pictures of prom, baccalaureate, and everything else I've been doing. Sorry, especially to my sister, who has been nagging me. So here is some stuff.<br /><a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=k7g2x5wqXbw">http://youtube.com/watch?v=k7g2x5wqXbw</a></div><br /><div>This is the 2011 Concert Choir Performance of "Come Thou Fount" at Baccalaureate. So cool. </div><br /><br /><div>Prom:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFCRJqjDvFeOEEEQfAtqSukYraH4WSWE09DdQhk8fKOEwrffbzuWhbdedD-O_4pul7IjwAljjZAf7qSzkCnBObMR1IbG3-_xtR51anKmB0d1HF1CqyE8QwL5Fz-AQMvipn4scoYCCuv7D/s1600/Prom+2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615229228305211282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFCRJqjDvFeOEEEQfAtqSukYraH4WSWE09DdQhk8fKOEwrffbzuWhbdedD-O_4pul7IjwAljjZAf7qSzkCnBObMR1IbG3-_xtR51anKmB0d1HF1CqyE8QwL5Fz-AQMvipn4scoYCCuv7D/s400/Prom+2.jpg" /></a><br /></div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yDdE4SmP1wxfMoUhy8r4LF3WcBnmO4sSS5dpOybIiRMkVhjNmgTw57EC4przPXPSD36k2MPvXy0FBbHsuV4Lal6ixvIL6pcPoRL8T5Lrhl6ZbSV4i4SOPYpDOqBujOlwlN6rY8HB9rrP/s1600/Prom+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615229225315249122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yDdE4SmP1wxfMoUhy8r4LF3WcBnmO4sSS5dpOybIiRMkVhjNmgTw57EC4przPXPSD36k2MPvXy0FBbHsuV4Lal6ixvIL6pcPoRL8T5Lrhl6ZbSV4i4SOPYpDOqBujOlwlN6rY8HB9rrP/s400/Prom+1.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OG8iY4rEt1yyyW_1wFCzDVtrlutyvnwvTaHgY9YSB-ZdBD_l27KSayev1GA22NCqbgHmvQZoRM5J0Q7GH1qlbbyc9ULSyeAR_JxZu7obTAR_8J28nQhjyrVj4IByBVLTzaUzNllF90H4/s1600/IMG_3820.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615229942755643842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OG8iY4rEt1yyyW_1wFCzDVtrlutyvnwvTaHgY9YSB-ZdBD_l27KSayev1GA22NCqbgHmvQZoRM5J0Q7GH1qlbbyc9ULSyeAR_JxZu7obTAR_8J28nQhjyrVj4IByBVLTzaUzNllF90H4/s400/IMG_3820.JPG" /></a><br />We didn't take a whole lot of pictures. But my date looked cool, eh? And I did enjoy myself, despite the surly-looking picture. </div><br /><br /><div>Spring Tour: </div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXqGe0AFXFW2NXe4Ym9dZL2SWcYWo620GZuGr53AIANDvVT2bMci1QW8ZBlKupPa_92QI6YwDoMqqBIz-JxlMo0JS5fToDyUlKy3xCJ0lMMhGCM1hgR5YUODmS87KinoQVuhNtUrPodQx/s1600/IMG_3828.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615230942020325874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXqGe0AFXFW2NXe4Ym9dZL2SWcYWo620GZuGr53AIANDvVT2bMci1QW8ZBlKupPa_92QI6YwDoMqqBIz-JxlMo0JS5fToDyUlKy3xCJ0lMMhGCM1hgR5YUODmS87KinoQVuhNtUrPodQx/s400/IMG_3828.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhEDAjhhKv7vSEvUT_DahAVOh3GORIFeOcAkb2IUrIos9rPWbgVpQDkBPyd6SLL7utSQENx6Kwmba2gBVAjv4ZLLZcrFfcyfzyWRtXCKnwvlY4mzBS7Y7us7sjVN1M3QIRMT0ZPn-PsMI/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615230894797891490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhEDAjhhKv7vSEvUT_DahAVOh3GORIFeOcAkb2IUrIos9rPWbgVpQDkBPyd6SLL7utSQENx6Kwmba2gBVAjv4ZLLZcrFfcyfzyWRtXCKnwvlY4mzBS7Y7us7sjVN1M3QIRMT0ZPn-PsMI/s400/IMG_3835.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_exH__gjR_kGP2-77BPVYHYhPucn0Pbyowc4Ub-7MtMFtiDPQh0sXX43klU5oaMXEUY00vkK5zf8lzRxbFQBrNcfO42j8ne1yZpmIBJqCKm1fTKCWokFWwUrHro47xnS8wWRUfhxDnZho/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615230885402908226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_exH__gjR_kGP2-77BPVYHYhPucn0Pbyowc4Ub-7MtMFtiDPQh0sXX43klU5oaMXEUY00vkK5zf8lzRxbFQBrNcfO42j8ne1yZpmIBJqCKm1fTKCWokFWwUrHro47xnS8wWRUfhxDnZho/s400/IMG_3831.JPG" /></a> And a while ago, I went and did baptisms at the Snowflake Temple: </div></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMxN-Sf6RUH-G_UP963CAfjuXFzObIl5gxhmN4VJblEglIo3LiGlTEpCkRe1N3sNT7nBH9ukc1EZej6Q_SFo90Ad2SbjFd92_NcmWLsBi9I4678Ik3TN62ADnc4kU_D0Tfpyce7b5GjoE/s1600/IMG_3824.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615231989285790594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMxN-Sf6RUH-G_UP963CAfjuXFzObIl5gxhmN4VJblEglIo3LiGlTEpCkRe1N3sNT7nBH9ukc1EZej6Q_SFo90Ad2SbjFd92_NcmWLsBi9I4678Ik3TN62ADnc4kU_D0Tfpyce7b5GjoE/s400/IMG_3824.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjheo0yAO3Wf0IWzTayXFANCD2sGxKLwWy24EmrSKWWx9rWK-tG-CSr4dJ7uJSNcrvciBO8Nd4W4v9medpS2upIo0bunVczY3aq_L6aWlN0x5IS4cYc-wWg7O5wlMnTNKJaEeteXXBphD9a/s1600/IMG_3823.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615231987783563666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjheo0yAO3Wf0IWzTayXFANCD2sGxKLwWy24EmrSKWWx9rWK-tG-CSr4dJ7uJSNcrvciBO8Nd4W4v9medpS2upIo0bunVczY3aq_L6aWlN0x5IS4cYc-wWg7O5wlMnTNKJaEeteXXBphD9a/s400/IMG_3823.JPG" /></a> Well, till the next time I blog, which will most likely be sorely overdue. Love from me!<br />P.S. I'm now a senior, hence the blog title.Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-91100526523797566232011-03-30T15:32:00.000-07:002011-03-30T15:51:08.461-07:00Mistake (see below)So......You'll have to go to the post below this one to read the supposed to be beginning, because I had a problem with the autosave mechanism. So. Scroll down and read that first if you have not already done so. Continuation from the easter eggs: My friend Rob, who was also in the play with me, (not to be confused with Joe, my Homecoming date) asked me to Prom. I had to dye the eggs to find the letters and arrange them to find his name. It was really cute, actually. This is me shortly after finding the easter baskets outside Sunday morning 9 AM. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikxopzVg3F5OXI904Dm7trDiorJLB7d0_LYzXw_cRASNBn433DdKaJ-cg2pPOcaRrPNcJywXdy753Z0jOUwjZzQNi01yr61qzxLrBwuHmzfI6QFybBbX7EEi5As0trcwsESH32ENhTi-g4/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590006360915701826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikxopzVg3F5OXI904Dm7trDiorJLB7d0_LYzXw_cRASNBn433DdKaJ-cg2pPOcaRrPNcJywXdy753Z0jOUwjZzQNi01yr61qzxLrBwuHmzfI6QFybBbX7EEi5As0trcwsESH32ENhTi-g4/s400/028.JPG" /></a> I had mixed feelings, but now I'm pretty excited to go. I have gone Prom dress shopping, and I have seen some really pretty things, and some truly barf-worthy things. It is a little strange because I remember going to the mall in 7th grade with my friends to try on prom dresses that we looked bad in because we couldn't fit in them. So, I had to come up with something to answer him back with, and quick. To follow up with his egg/easter theme, my mom and I baked him a very large rice crispy treat shaped like an egg and decorated accordingly. On a piece of paper I wrote: "I would be so EGG-cited to go to Prom with you!"Hahaha. I really just wanted to eat it that egg. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBsaiOQHKNrbgrLn1_D8jVocxZklgxBtiVYfmJ7_nHvZCCa6FM9tezxaeaBcvUp9ZJWSuz2A_3-s-KAue0qsOA5S3SsDpo_Mgx0AkvNce_5nYODG-Xu5lIhfKV1bk5HL23km7-_zhJa6fT/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590008023175985378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBsaiOQHKNrbgrLn1_D8jVocxZklgxBtiVYfmJ7_nHvZCCa6FM9tezxaeaBcvUp9ZJWSuz2A_3-s-KAue0qsOA5S3SsDpo_Mgx0AkvNce_5nYODG-Xu5lIhfKV1bk5HL23km7-_zhJa6fT/s400/030.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ha_AbJ0eZFWAHwPlcG0lFIeSHRSses_T8O7vewPNpFTddMMoggHNWRNlqh0N6fzUv3d0GeJWQfc_FcsQLQbkyqEEB_0uC1jBolnrXvcbuA3PU88MhDeJNBDZUbPdqcNNBOXHjyw-Xa5C/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590008022831429538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ha_AbJ0eZFWAHwPlcG0lFIeSHRSses_T8O7vewPNpFTddMMoggHNWRNlqh0N6fzUv3d0GeJWQfc_FcsQLQbkyqEEB_0uC1jBolnrXvcbuA3PU88MhDeJNBDZUbPdqcNNBOXHjyw-Xa5C/s400/031.JPG" /></a> And then while door-bell ditching it, I almost got caught. Of course. But I made it out alive, my pride and calves minorly hurt. Wish me luck on finding a dress! I love you all and miss you. P.S. I did so much better with pictures this time! I'll try to keep it up!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-8998834395331316522011-03-29T16:49:00.000-07:002011-03-30T15:31:02.930-07:00Did I Shower Today?I'm sure you'd be thrilled to know that sometimes I don't shower because I'm so busy. My seminary principal's new favorite question for me is. "So, Lindsay, did you shower today?" I will have to admit that my answer is not always affirmative. But this has been a big change in my life. My showering habits have become extremely lax lately. So, this is life lately: <br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJ4bOaANzUBHicZ43WZX7CNCN0wvKu2H0aAk7rE-EVuy6pj5K8B1PQiAiDOsI8mtxpF8Jq39uZ3SlwyUrGL80bruukzcEmuN8HuvvR9-dpEeSRQwMkR1qwsphyTtoVS7d2Hweyfv0xuRf/s1600/Sheep+eyeball.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589655097866409218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJ4bOaANzUBHicZ43WZX7CNCN0wvKu2H0aAk7rE-EVuy6pj5K8B1PQiAiDOsI8mtxpF8Jq39uZ3SlwyUrGL80bruukzcEmuN8HuvvR9-dpEeSRQwMkR1qwsphyTtoVS7d2Hweyfv0xuRf/s400/Sheep+eyeball.jpg" /></a> This is a sheep's eyeball that I dissected. I was the most amazing thing I have ever done, and I only wish that there were a few more spares around that I could dissect. This is the least disgusting picture, because apparentely not everyone thinks it's as cool as I do. (Mom) Yeah, I know it looks deformed, but it was being preserved for a while. If you want equally amazing and fascinating pictures, tell me, and I'll send you some. </p><br /><p>I also went to Cedar City for Spring Break, and the weather was perfect. The family and I drove up into Kolob Canyon and played with some snow. Good times. </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsMMpwJ8ZyaSBhaSbgxQLfys1hMlcAcitNUKOrRzJoFSdJSNMwkgnxDJO3qTY4-nlEG3nW-DMJfP0kfBzbbWjYShlyIjLuyUYfVVqTIHDhjj8jaxrqySrM5HAJdbVBdMeM9sqC9axiyPh/s1600/Family+in+Kolob+Canyon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589657071271075090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsMMpwJ8ZyaSBhaSbgxQLfys1hMlcAcitNUKOrRzJoFSdJSNMwkgnxDJO3qTY4-nlEG3nW-DMJfP0kfBzbbWjYShlyIjLuyUYfVVqTIHDhjj8jaxrqySrM5HAJdbVBdMeM9sqC9axiyPh/s400/Family+in+Kolob+Canyon.jpg" /></a> And yes, I had showered that day.</p><br /><p>As for other riveting news, I got asked to Prom a few days ago. And the most amazing part is that I actually took pictures. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc8LvyePyzxoSf5anXlL21UUuLcQ9Rtkw9C8IsRm0jzGDPjUddl0IBGA5UTbnpfrUeSkJgZzBW_YeY_hZo4en0Fu6TgEjej6AwZmBVoWWYCcJtkdp8grsFjQCZPYP1-ECkAQYqawI-7Xut/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589659790187599122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc8LvyePyzxoSf5anXlL21UUuLcQ9Rtkw9C8IsRm0jzGDPjUddl0IBGA5UTbnpfrUeSkJgZzBW_YeY_hZo4en0Fu6TgEjej6AwZmBVoWWYCcJtkdp8grsFjQCZPYP1-ECkAQYqawI-7Xut/s400/025.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYkJi1eW6QJ6GXrO075J4hw7LgTDU3cdToSwWl-EK3o20sfE-5D8gs1ieX79VSFoASzvJ5wK_wfvK_JfiaROZSem7-hh50Ld7Mrcax508GHLh8XQFV9U0ZAvR9LhCYrYC3eU5THkqHGoGo/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589659784060124178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYkJi1eW6QJ6GXrO075J4hw7LgTDU3cdToSwWl-EK3o20sfE-5D8gs1ieX79VSFoASzvJ5wK_wfvK_JfiaROZSem7-hh50Ld7Mrcax508GHLh8XQFV9U0ZAvR9LhCYrYC3eU5THkqHGoGo/s400/026.JPG" /></a>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-6563066004996821012011-02-15T19:26:00.000-08:002011-02-15T20:01:11.727-08:00Catch UpI know it has been a while, but the people who read my blog the most have been around me a lot lately and are very likely sick of me. I don't have a ton of pictures, nor a lot of new ones, so I'll try to look around on Facebook and give some of my friends a nudge in the right direction.<br /><br />Anyway, just somethings that happened over Christmas and the last month and a half:<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEei0Apk1gMmbfb4Oo0I9ZK1u19G6_TzbYnp_abG9vNj0p4NXVo3NQ7korWVfKLrOY1r5HoPg9E0CR-QxGxx1B5NZHfCzbztVaKaumeflKMyclvecJ48QBojyV3tb9NWk1zZpyHUt83Q3/s1600/DSCN3545.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574127602691391570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEei0Apk1gMmbfb4Oo0I9ZK1u19G6_TzbYnp_abG9vNj0p4NXVo3NQ7korWVfKLrOY1r5HoPg9E0CR-QxGxx1B5NZHfCzbztVaKaumeflKMyclvecJ48QBojyV3tb9NWk1zZpyHUt83Q3/s400/DSCN3545.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirqb6qwrDpX6ASKMo_VxXasVATkOq63GBkP3hz3AnCuXTFN23O9JCWyc8qVmBk6nlqNZsRyJ5akPn6kEyf3Bn_CVxvsVaFsrfG5OknihFnz5TKzL8Bsvp7cysM3SXGdOGNQIEd8QpFGkHf/s1600/DSCN3542.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574127595197628338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirqb6qwrDpX6ASKMo_VxXasVATkOq63GBkP3hz3AnCuXTFN23O9JCWyc8qVmBk6nlqNZsRyJ5akPn6kEyf3Bn_CVxvsVaFsrfG5OknihFnz5TKzL8Bsvp7cysM3SXGdOGNQIEd8QpFGkHf/s400/DSCN3542.JPG" /></a> What can I say? I don't encourage good things. This was Hit-Aunt-Becky-With-A-Flyswatter-Night. Completely normal.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4NF6LeJkMOhrQkx8gXcDHIWzCS0u04gBuG2fl975WUtdgfaXFuXLsiBCCMuxyZgimUVVm6hGSyKBkmRoR6OJuGP_FwDz-6rGPGZrY-J0gj3xhiQ94DL6C8_K2Ybg7uXK411VaE9EpaGZ/s1600/IMG_3867.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574128431183395698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4NF6LeJkMOhrQkx8gXcDHIWzCS0u04gBuG2fl975WUtdgfaXFuXLsiBCCMuxyZgimUVVm6hGSyKBkmRoR6OJuGP_FwDz-6rGPGZrY-J0gj3xhiQ94DL6C8_K2Ybg7uXK411VaE9EpaGZ/s400/IMG_3867.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I would just like to post a disclaimer: This is the way my nephew Will likes to be held otherwise he will squirm EVERYWHERE. I know, it looks funny.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSM0LbUosf7n_pY-TwQZPzHGDiMpyFAQHgWzSNTVqd__wlYeD-XVhyFZqkHmf5cyTkShGznkL5IuQaSS9mhJmrNpBdvpw_M8VoQ2EjTR5B3PmrKJcsSP64QSC3SNNZsvqEVtpPj9Ap5sqH/s1600/2010-12-24+14.02.18.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574129687557860258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSM0LbUosf7n_pY-TwQZPzHGDiMpyFAQHgWzSNTVqd__wlYeD-XVhyFZqkHmf5cyTkShGznkL5IuQaSS9mhJmrNpBdvpw_M8VoQ2EjTR5B3PmrKJcsSP64QSC3SNNZsvqEVtpPj9Ap5sqH/s400/2010-12-24+14.02.18.jpg" /></a><br />And Morgan and Lauren came to visit! Although, we only got pictures at the airport before they left......<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoewlUT47RVk7Bfk0LHV4hJgaytc0P343IR42DiAHnHW6ZJXvPoWdW9AVFHLb72qLBMWzrzTAbeEbwQ03_6V4Mr3bfdjZRYLtAojau9lxk6lmAJI-Wlksns1nB1kw6gavCgSokRhOz4GHX/s1600/IMG_3773.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574130489974296754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoewlUT47RVk7Bfk0LHV4hJgaytc0P343IR42DiAHnHW6ZJXvPoWdW9AVFHLb72qLBMWzrzTAbeEbwQ03_6V4Mr3bfdjZRYLtAojau9lxk6lmAJI-Wlksns1nB1kw6gavCgSokRhOz4GHX/s400/IMG_3773.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg19QumqunpHXN7c2kZHhoxkxugiBpjZ-vY8EIdW8pXMrwGle-r1vtjb9019RBpowdqQioAIev5XDsSZ53d7_mNQvXZ0NbRcd8CJnW1AvTGljwgXkYQASoW9hOt3H-H3kwxcctf19525nku/s1600/IMG_3771.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574130483716886866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg19QumqunpHXN7c2kZHhoxkxugiBpjZ-vY8EIdW8pXMrwGle-r1vtjb9019RBpowdqQioAIev5XDsSZ53d7_mNQvXZ0NbRcd8CJnW1AvTGljwgXkYQASoW9hOt3H-H3kwxcctf19525nku/s400/IMG_3771.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><br />Giving Kisses......so sweet.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuiU9d8oolWBpqBvL9j6pL2HzcHJpLczLH4shbaWS5FJQykH7ihXE5IE6tuInDZs6LM9tGxfF5hdyi77ptVcQD_Z6ix7TBUlyleafDuT5jZZyKLqetMlTJ3D7bhOrR_swrOC77P7-jboQ-/s1600/Morgan+says+goodbye.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574131011718065954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuiU9d8oolWBpqBvL9j6pL2HzcHJpLczLH4shbaWS5FJQykH7ihXE5IE6tuInDZs6LM9tGxfF5hdyi77ptVcQD_Z6ix7TBUlyleafDuT5jZZyKLqetMlTJ3D7bhOrR_swrOC77P7-jboQ-/s400/Morgan+says+goodbye.bmp" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Yd2vC2r5fMyiuWys96sslZngJ5UnJIEHvu4xL_lQ4-qifpHnS3nZjd_ZCaaIxGlkVDDRIdAtZzF1Za1G-xaUqL0F3H2O84zhx-Lt24LRbZaub-KcWY57DpwZ7Hth6kZCDUR-uulzf8-C/s1600/Morgan+says+goodbye+2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574131008592473826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Yd2vC2r5fMyiuWys96sslZngJ5UnJIEHvu4xL_lQ4-qifpHnS3nZjd_ZCaaIxGlkVDDRIdAtZzF1Za1G-xaUqL0F3H2O84zhx-Lt24LRbZaub-KcWY57DpwZ7Hth6kZCDUR-uulzf8-C/s400/Morgan+says+goodbye+2.bmp" /></a><br />Yep. So after a month, that's all I could put together. Pretty pathetic, I know. I'll try harder next time.....love you all.Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-80723362790328962242010-11-14T12:42:00.000-08:002010-11-14T12:59:03.594-08:00Temple Groundbreaking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiirh6InEAVCJsqbzbLRXklNDy6VaY9mVwKMxrhnOpu8vOZuyBn3rbCM6uTBzBvTSfLQOf8ZzMdKu1wLf43K2V2PTCc4GF2mUqC8ZQeg7_Ix_L98S4NkUfvQ_pcsqQDJQM7_H0ATcLmRUAe/s1600/Lindsay+and+Mom.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiirh6InEAVCJsqbzbLRXklNDy6VaY9mVwKMxrhnOpu8vOZuyBn3rbCM6uTBzBvTSfLQOf8ZzMdKu1wLf43K2V2PTCc4GF2mUqC8ZQeg7_Ix_L98S4NkUfvQ_pcsqQDJQM7_H0ATcLmRUAe/s400/Lindsay+and+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539512765332152290" border="0" /></a><br />My mother, father, and I had a simply splendid time at the Gilbert, Arizona Temple Groundbreaking ceremony. It was very lovely and quite spiritual, even though you couldn't really see anything. There was over 5,000 people there, and I'm having no regrets about attending, except that my scalp is burned. It's only a first degree; no worries.(I just finished learning about burns and the skin malfunctions in Anatomy...quite fascinating, let me assure you.) But, I thought that perhaps I might share my reflections on the new Temple that will be completed in about 2 years. I am very excited, and terribly grateful that we will be given an even greater opportunity to attend the temple, and that it is so near us. Even though I will be close(very close) to leaving home by the time it may be finished, I fully expect to go often and do what I can as a youth. I have learned that there is nothing more sacred than a temple on earth, and I am exceedingly excited to go one day and receive the blessings that it provides. I hope everyone is doing well- sorry to take you by surprise by my spur-of-the-moment post, considering that I was not due for another 2 weeks or so. But I love you all and am excited to see some of my family for Thanksgiving. Have a great day!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-86308580160878244222010-10-22T20:29:00.000-07:002010-10-30T03:46:43.084-07:00I Have a Job: It's Called Full Time StudentI have been insanely busy....even though I know I have no room to talk since some of my friends have been putting in a ton more hours than me. School has been ca-razy and I feel like I need to spend some quality time with myself. Anyway, here is the documentation of the last 3 1/2- 4 weeks.<br /><br />Lauren and Morgan came to visit:<div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV05KnafoOC8q6hr5czdDHEI_BH8cZJSg0f-4BHrao2giUABUh-RLTlhi2_4VNmN3S8bLWx8qrKMUc1uDX2afqsv-WgNp-wWD3vdYDAgXfcaKpR4ZFTBY8135OPJ7oks40j94S0wx5g9Ze/s1600/Morgan+stealing.JPG"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV05KnafoOC8q6hr5czdDHEI_BH8cZJSg0f-4BHrao2giUABUh-RLTlhi2_4VNmN3S8bLWx8qrKMUc1uDX2afqsv-WgNp-wWD3vdYDAgXfcaKpR4ZFTBY8135OPJ7oks40j94S0wx5g9Ze/s400/Morgan+stealing.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533770895367181970" /></a></div><br /><br />Although, I think Morgan's favorite part mostly involved food. Just a guess.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4XfQq9FmeYUpBmf1ZBXdC0JYX16CZA1Dsn3d3aVuOL6c6nKLh0Xez4FKPWFQAdGaH58IN8iLGYsxxZVepsYImYdLmU2XSJGXXOOYL16mKWOeEZN54jqrg7sWK5SElzviWYWBF4SAWnja/s1600/Morgan+with+olive.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4XfQq9FmeYUpBmf1ZBXdC0JYX16CZA1Dsn3d3aVuOL6c6nKLh0Xez4FKPWFQAdGaH58IN8iLGYsxxZVepsYImYdLmU2XSJGXXOOYL16mKWOeEZN54jqrg7sWK5SElzviWYWBF4SAWnja/s400/Morgan+with+olive.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533771840194319330" /></a></div><br /><br />But it was tons of fun, and I loved having family here for a few days. It would have been complete if my nephew had been there, but hopefully we'll see them both at Christmas. So, just some random pictures from the trip:<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwFN0NWxA7xI7h49GMoaf4bJqAiCOvJw1qVwSwp7s0DyAykXotqIlVSSs4NjMjXmvznyM2XtlH5zJ0m8eSu-u23lbxJGbTWt3713VMJObpn_2kEY4fvch9YUUFdvXTnmmqKoFbef538Q6/s1600/Morgan+and+Grandpa.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwFN0NWxA7xI7h49GMoaf4bJqAiCOvJw1qVwSwp7s0DyAykXotqIlVSSs4NjMjXmvznyM2XtlH5zJ0m8eSu-u23lbxJGbTWt3713VMJObpn_2kEY4fvch9YUUFdvXTnmmqKoFbef538Q6/s400/Morgan+and+Grandpa.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533773089353939602" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_be9CN3dvgzidW1rreyH3-v_bSNxrKzH6eUhk8T7snbUi4ZZpsButsh7qBHsrL3okgx-kg9GqfesWjnsFjfgIEyAtTxNektI98QfPz5Vpe9jyMlwqND4HMK99VRSTxYckOtQWrksxrrv/s1600/IMG_3303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_be9CN3dvgzidW1rreyH3-v_bSNxrKzH6eUhk8T7snbUi4ZZpsButsh7qBHsrL3okgx-kg9GqfesWjnsFjfgIEyAtTxNektI98QfPz5Vpe9jyMlwqND4HMK99VRSTxYckOtQWrksxrrv/s400/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533773597931388786" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDDrqzXFUYY4QJR_v8n3JIXb67awY1AcFVCeK4JRxDZiRWVCyHC8mXURhO6fgi8AN3ZKzH9a_ouwcX4ch3rjTVs_VWNC5EPyBKhX-VS3TyjdBU6bR5J6lHRfDRiVfdD9WIPAcBIueHiCq/s1600/IMG_3325.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDDrqzXFUYY4QJR_v8n3JIXb67awY1AcFVCeK4JRxDZiRWVCyHC8mXURhO6fgi8AN3ZKzH9a_ouwcX4ch3rjTVs_VWNC5EPyBKhX-VS3TyjdBU6bR5J6lHRfDRiVfdD9WIPAcBIueHiCq/s400/IMG_3325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533774877719069458" /></a><br /><br />And then before I knew it, I had my first choir concert of the year. I think we did really well considering it was our first time performing together. But since then, I have become sick of performing, since it seems like Advanced Vocal has festivals every week. But here are some pictures of the concert: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrb36XjaUX4_z7CEF2U7Q2F2OT3AMug58OepwJs4AhZUKZS6S5oso0giWA7MYl5YdBJ4VcWIkdKO55-ZErSAqVEQRdqTUeowZZDuS4nGALZR9ylI8rYBnFgG3AOJCAi_opMZR4n2eaGVps/s1600/Lindsay+and+Louisa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrb36XjaUX4_z7CEF2U7Q2F2OT3AMug58OepwJs4AhZUKZS6S5oso0giWA7MYl5YdBJ4VcWIkdKO55-ZErSAqVEQRdqTUeowZZDuS4nGALZR9ylI8rYBnFgG3AOJCAi_opMZR4n2eaGVps/s400/Lindsay+and+Louisa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533777426155960770" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImIIiYQG2ZE5THvHXbyhizMcRxmOXISBCCG5FxxBM25DLbQH5-0B2OBCBiHzUYtSbJXu6kb-8ibqGEM2SuqVci9if0f2t2zxT_QI7d9ljahBvGs7wLdj29V_O-ntEmm66l_c1kABH5IJ4/s1600/Lindsay+and+Joe+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImIIiYQG2ZE5THvHXbyhizMcRxmOXISBCCG5FxxBM25DLbQH5-0B2OBCBiHzUYtSbJXu6kb-8ibqGEM2SuqVci9if0f2t2zxT_QI7d9ljahBvGs7wLdj29V_O-ntEmm66l_c1kABH5IJ4/s400/Lindsay+and+Joe+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533777666272912866" /></a><br />Yes, this is Joe and I. I'm putting it up because the only other picture you'll see of him is the one where he looks like a zombie, so you should probably get a good impression.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOPw9VU1WjyPXQSGpkfXMdJ4kY6yxC8022tglJDadO_csicJrhL5QnaZxbwILfhPUsGjOrmwwvxaypskb-qy3j5UJ_TPPbp3lkZDOwhwVt7FWH2B31-3O4rQTqXiz8_jE-OLSUaU2fsc1H/s1600/Lindsay+and+Dad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOPw9VU1WjyPXQSGpkfXMdJ4kY6yxC8022tglJDadO_csicJrhL5QnaZxbwILfhPUsGjOrmwwvxaypskb-qy3j5UJ_TPPbp3lkZDOwhwVt7FWH2B31-3O4rQTqXiz8_jE-OLSUaU2fsc1H/s400/Lindsay+and+Dad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533778497233034482" /></a></div><br /><br />Anyway, that concert was about 3 weeks ago. And although it was probably our best performance, it has not been our last. Jazz Band concerts, football games, and the most recent, a 2-day Jazz festival. I don't have any pictures of that, but I was at Gilbert High for 2 days with a clinician named Michele Weir who taught us the ropes of Jazz Improv. Needless to say, it's not exactly my thing. But our entire Advanced Vocal was split up into 4 groups combined with other schools from our district. I was in the all girls choir that did a jazz arrangement of "My Favorite Things." It was so, so hard with this huge scatting section in the middle that lasted like 3 pages. It was so challenging, but being in that girls' choir was probably one of the most satisfying things that I've done in a long time. And I got to make new friends and get to know people in my Advanced Vocal better. Overall, it was a good experience. Until I got back to school Monday and found out how much I missed in my other classes. Maybe I'll scrounge up some pictures of the festival from Facebook if I can find them. I'll let you know.<br />Now that you have heard my too-long inner monologue, I'm sure that you want to hear about the terrifying experience of: HOMECOMING! (terror music in the background with a few girly screams for good measure) I only say terrifying because of course my first school dance was a Halloween costume dance. And I got to dress up like a zombie attacked me. I only have one or two pictures. Sorry.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTpA0DCNN8vXbSn5-SYtgli7OZ58W8JSAI88FjoJkV7rBxWky_XqfjUlfAC8EqJ6AINmDk2a6VMIVLTCdsWNeiHGVQHhQcG_jwKjfc_t1hUG3Jdyhyphenhyphen5CaAR0HF8bZ-9y9E6g-gP8plVO3l/s1600/IMG_3618.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTpA0DCNN8vXbSn5-SYtgli7OZ58W8JSAI88FjoJkV7rBxWky_XqfjUlfAC8EqJ6AINmDk2a6VMIVLTCdsWNeiHGVQHhQcG_jwKjfc_t1hUG3Jdyhyphenhyphen5CaAR0HF8bZ-9y9E6g-gP8plVO3l/s400/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533784084894618866" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJxnqvJAqR-_RPNkJbaEm9PvqjOZLx8JF8yiiKlbL4Vt6FlJHZ4NILDeQ3kBsal4ahCgFuv1jSW46FR8-zKNRth36cZO3XAqYXKb7xRjxDDq-pA8VIAikwHvnS7ndL9y9rYmPTtbubnhD/s1600/IMG_3619.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJxnqvJAqR-_RPNkJbaEm9PvqjOZLx8JF8yiiKlbL4Vt6FlJHZ4NILDeQ3kBsal4ahCgFuv1jSW46FR8-zKNRth36cZO3XAqYXKb7xRjxDDq-pA8VIAikwHvnS7ndL9y9rYmPTtbubnhD/s400/IMG_3619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533784344013334882" /></a>And yes, there is fake blood on my neck. I think it's my finest look yet. People at the dance were giving us weird looks...which didn't really make sense because it was a costume dance. We got less of a reaction when we went to Walmart. </div><div>I also forgot to mention that I went on Trek over Fall Break. It was AWESOME. I loved it, even though it was so hard. I got to know the youth in my ward so well, and there is no going back now. I never knew how hard it would be to pull and push a handcart for 3 days. It was only 21 miles, and physically, it was the hardest thing that I have ever done. I don't think that I'd want to do it again, but I am glad that I went. </div><div><br /></div><div>And just one last thing: YW in Excellence. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisbhZvss8kv6V-XuHWzdcqLej1i3wPuvXXmI5EENZX1Xm3OzKuh2xf3vl_iynrFnSqSZVpR2VI8DCtV151oRxj1okxxy9I6zuAj6T1YO_KBCEJciE8E-APseuCGOr6MLj0z9PNp9ap7Kmd/s1600/IMG_3633.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisbhZvss8kv6V-XuHWzdcqLej1i3wPuvXXmI5EENZX1Xm3OzKuh2xf3vl_iynrFnSqSZVpR2VI8DCtV151oRxj1okxxy9I6zuAj6T1YO_KBCEJciE8E-APseuCGOr6MLj0z9PNp9ap7Kmd/s400/IMG_3633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533786376237483826" /></a><br /><br />Hooray for already getting my medallion! That meant I didn't have to do a whole lot. So they stuck me on the piano, 'cause I'm so advanced at hymns. <br />Funny story about the outfit I'm wearing in that picture. It's not mine. It's my best friend Louisa's. I came to school that day and I was sick of what I was wearing. And Louisa was sick of what she was wearing. So we went to the bathroom and switched clothes. And then I showed up 10 minutes late to Seminary. Yep. Day in the life of. <br />Miss you all and I'll try to update more so my posts don't have to be huge and published at 3 AM!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-72041027273365030982010-09-26T15:01:00.000-07:002010-09-26T16:15:05.799-07:00Happiness LaneSo much has happened since the last time I posted, I barely even remember. I was waiting for something to post about, and suddenly, things were shooting at me like bananas and I barely had time to take pictures. Lame excuse, I know. But, I did at least take some pictures in the last month. Let's start around the beginning of the month, shall we?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jayne's Wedding</span>:<br />It was so beautiful! I enjoyed every minute of it, and Becky came down to visit, so that was a major plus. Jayne's sister, Rachelle, I have known for about 8 years or so, and to see Jayne get married was, well, weird.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj25zdW0ncmMFmf4V9b3WnOeT9gv1YMfK2x63pqMvLsXrXf6sO4J57nmm1uubSsk4jyvIYLPJXSnPl7zAPO87n9nZvRZ1HEI1fYtM2VOdFUYiyWHQx7GuRIxdJX7BELUIslooG-LwtQjRQ/s1600/IMG_3545.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj25zdW0ncmMFmf4V9b3WnOeT9gv1YMfK2x63pqMvLsXrXf6sO4J57nmm1uubSsk4jyvIYLPJXSnPl7zAPO87n9nZvRZ1HEI1fYtM2VOdFUYiyWHQx7GuRIxdJX7BELUIslooG-LwtQjRQ/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521350131118130578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNHd4ji4wFTguzlLewwMFd638tQAj_0KO-g_Huf2-5x1zoj7D7ISy5__mihwhUzt9OW78_AFzIstyYpjHGnnifdMySx2Eg_2_-gBWLMUfCPN_FM40mJfzg9mA3sXdpgXZuRQL2Rfco47hD/s1600/IMG_3547.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNHd4ji4wFTguzlLewwMFd638tQAj_0KO-g_Huf2-5x1zoj7D7ISy5__mihwhUzt9OW78_AFzIstyYpjHGnnifdMySx2Eg_2_-gBWLMUfCPN_FM40mJfzg9mA3sXdpgXZuRQL2Rfco47hD/s400/IMG_3547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521350123551460706" border="0" /></a><br />Although the wedding was beautiful, I have this feeling that Becky is glad not to be married yet.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5CqugVEUNpTEIogpJI7txudKuuNHA2QTYH3vS0AoixaXxRIXjCuDNYLOrpwA4pX1CLtEIORzhMVKwS1X43u2iEjK2aWOgzzNRz2sNcqbnl34yvpOcKqUZeIErMXEJOtEkgSOj9S75Q3h/s1600/IMG_3553.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5CqugVEUNpTEIogpJI7txudKuuNHA2QTYH3vS0AoixaXxRIXjCuDNYLOrpwA4pX1CLtEIORzhMVKwS1X43u2iEjK2aWOgzzNRz2sNcqbnl34yvpOcKqUZeIErMXEJOtEkgSOj9S75Q3h/s400/IMG_3553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521350544603400418" border="0" /></a><br />And it was nice for Becky to come down because she got to see all her friends again, even though the event just happened to be a wedding. Being united with old friends is the best.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5GWBbspH3D9iYJL4iJbwlM3IXXIvT4aPcm85OooC2-eaeQehkrJ9993YuEy-LzabgZ6OGO-p2lZoeal9dWscBLTtNuFkD1AtvouTS2wwdvYi7oZEw-l1PQkKukV7x8Iu2zineeODkJPp/s1600/IMG_3552.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5GWBbspH3D9iYJL4iJbwlM3IXXIvT4aPcm85OooC2-eaeQehkrJ9993YuEy-LzabgZ6OGO-p2lZoeal9dWscBLTtNuFkD1AtvouTS2wwdvYi7oZEw-l1PQkKukV7x8Iu2zineeODkJPp/s400/IMG_3552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521352156202807282" border="0" /></a><br />But being back together with your sister? Even better.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhI3YzRd9m-7vDpVPE3UK-KtjX-xTxLfhiJtFFlm7k-F8IoiO9OLcmSutmZ2JVlDC3NF0ht2N77qjwCZ1puuENRzqwqUWgL986CRSl-M9CgQYoirJJgds1-4stEymd_zRdx4rx5qmt4zvf/s1600/Becky+and+Lindsay.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhI3YzRd9m-7vDpVPE3UK-KtjX-xTxLfhiJtFFlm7k-F8IoiO9OLcmSutmZ2JVlDC3NF0ht2N77qjwCZ1puuENRzqwqUWgL986CRSl-M9CgQYoirJJgds1-4stEymd_zRdx4rx5qmt4zvf/s400/Becky+and+Lindsay.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521351719475273938" border="0" /></a><br />So, more recently, my Aunt Caroline came to visit, and we just had to make the usual stop to Organ Stop Pizza to show that even though Arizona has its faults, we have a really cool organ in town. Oh yeah, and my dad is here, so that's not bad, either.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroqaivflf6f_rHjhO5tjvjX4LHfFJmorHe6qyJ4zkahYHu3jh-AamarE1sWGwSmW8Gp5RXMJtjymBOFLA4yf4nTa2DDsOhGkPzSv_9OiBEMfB-qrY9MC5sHaGzXSp1ixKsMwXtHPh_n5l/s1600/IMG_3555.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroqaivflf6f_rHjhO5tjvjX4LHfFJmorHe6qyJ4zkahYHu3jh-AamarE1sWGwSmW8Gp5RXMJtjymBOFLA4yf4nTa2DDsOhGkPzSv_9OiBEMfB-qrY9MC5sHaGzXSp1ixKsMwXtHPh_n5l/s400/IMG_3555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521353323291424274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvgrF6bVQv4walp9dWOBgIfygCZUDMgaFnHVA9HKbWvCmARaix_aSrFxx7QAyzVAVJjeknJLyjFIfeRVlFWU1AIZezsi7XHLhCrvYcDkhEumipWaaCX2-OOCACRBos22rMkJQBUwGp3vq/s1600/IMG_3564.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvgrF6bVQv4walp9dWOBgIfygCZUDMgaFnHVA9HKbWvCmARaix_aSrFxx7QAyzVAVJjeknJLyjFIfeRVlFWU1AIZezsi7XHLhCrvYcDkhEumipWaaCX2-OOCACRBos22rMkJQBUwGp3vq/s400/IMG_3564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521353820787806242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBUVgklJIXRgFsdZM8GO6oChrLbvuFiLYSbOY4rbZwlJ0-xJdcEDTG9y1r8jTMGzAb6KNPiHxN6fg45wdS1J4meXG7E8rcHGFnOKWQoe6PiMg5eipXcWn0D-VeBl4nCNYdoeN7xfiG6Rhk/s1600/IMG_3562.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBUVgklJIXRgFsdZM8GO6oChrLbvuFiLYSbOY4rbZwlJ0-xJdcEDTG9y1r8jTMGzAb6KNPiHxN6fg45wdS1J4meXG7E8rcHGFnOKWQoe6PiMg5eipXcWn0D-VeBl4nCNYdoeN7xfiG6Rhk/s400/IMG_3562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521353810259968578" border="0" /></a><br />And then, you know, it was my birthday, so that was kinda fun. Having dinner outside when it feels nice is one of the best things. There is almost no weather, and it smells good. It was nice that Aunt Caroline could be here for my birthday as well. We had some great discussions about my Grandma and Grandpa that I didn't know.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismjEkzXIClw2CNx2MGHVFO9ILsdOnfLRJUlRlnC27FmCbf65_aqOLCZ8laOAeeIDbG2SwhMohOcvPnYabYMFJNWWW_99Jp9c56kKUwA2QzFcXbZR9ZBIF2Ph1vZwbCd6tMQ_vywMwqNC3/s1600/IMG_3587.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismjEkzXIClw2CNx2MGHVFO9ILsdOnfLRJUlRlnC27FmCbf65_aqOLCZ8laOAeeIDbG2SwhMohOcvPnYabYMFJNWWW_99Jp9c56kKUwA2QzFcXbZR9ZBIF2Ph1vZwbCd6tMQ_vywMwqNC3/s400/IMG_3587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521354878150485682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSE8DJJljBoG8XODE8Gv-2Tk6r0KspyCGAfCY-K6TsM5jrqQ1pElclyZfkKkMBo6OoWxBjRfqnph9PjvDqvE9PRsI9aO71a8FvP_6zoQdPQ41tw4I8-JpStnQYDHXtPn0uThANWPadafY/s1600/IMG_3586.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSE8DJJljBoG8XODE8Gv-2Tk6r0KspyCGAfCY-K6TsM5jrqQ1pElclyZfkKkMBo6OoWxBjRfqnph9PjvDqvE9PRsI9aO71a8FvP_6zoQdPQ41tw4I8-JpStnQYDHXtPn0uThANWPadafY/s400/IMG_3586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521354870880585698" border="0" /></a>Happy Birthday to me. 17 and getting older.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSrqR6XsN6WNJJZk8h27mLz5wFO5IjFjQafhRY_mmDbbj6G6fzWuY-F7-xiG6jZmeI9QiXjQv0WVgXPI4Hc8VTzeoIQhm7ukCF9pmYjTVAJtp1xydvco4Prtuj3yCGGtoXQZxGTZuGHEzi/s1600/IMG_3584.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSrqR6XsN6WNJJZk8h27mLz5wFO5IjFjQafhRY_mmDbbj6G6fzWuY-F7-xiG6jZmeI9QiXjQv0WVgXPI4Hc8VTzeoIQhm7ukCF9pmYjTVAJtp1xydvco4Prtuj3yCGGtoXQZxGTZuGHEzi/s400/IMG_3584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521354864539583090" border="0" /></a>Plus, I got a phone. It's a nice commodity, even though apparently I never answer it. Give me some time, ok? I'll get used to it. I really like it so far, and I didn't even have to pay for the actual phone.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5aPfWz5_KORS5SbFDsUENV7qKTMvIm9mcIS_wlm2Lbc6OlON0XfzRgJl6Q7sAdLpoOFo3GyFeMx3NAcAftroGyt4Hp0879aWb2IoMDeMG8zQD5yEKUeMMKr0EXvlSuewO8QT4KiVIGbAS/s1600/IMG_3569.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5aPfWz5_KORS5SbFDsUENV7qKTMvIm9mcIS_wlm2Lbc6OlON0XfzRgJl6Q7sAdLpoOFo3GyFeMx3NAcAftroGyt4Hp0879aWb2IoMDeMG8zQD5yEKUeMMKr0EXvlSuewO8QT4KiVIGbAS/s400/IMG_3569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521355800559342018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqY0SjDRH3LWIHKmKafDoHJYfkFqTvOvPDh4YBXrr36OdqW0XGu7QeoKwxhyphenhyphenosRALCJ-xYc6Rv_zirDKO544ywbCJPeD9YC8BT1FN2RQrwef75sbcpXVCHicw4ZsSGM2xgAbV5FuOeUxpP/s1600/IMG_3567.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqY0SjDRH3LWIHKmKafDoHJYfkFqTvOvPDh4YBXrr36OdqW0XGu7QeoKwxhyphenhyphenosRALCJ-xYc6Rv_zirDKO544ywbCJPeD9YC8BT1FN2RQrwef75sbcpXVCHicw4ZsSGM2xgAbV5FuOeUxpP/s400/IMG_3567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521355794454658162" border="0" /></a><br />And then, on top of that, the day of my birthday, I got asked to Homecoming. I was a little surprised, although I am excited to go. It's kind of a long story, but bear with me. My best friend Louisa and my other best guy friend Joe took me out on my birthday to Tropical Smoothie. They told me that this guy was going to ask me to Homecoming, and I didn't know him very well, so I was a little disappointed. But they were dead serious and told me it was going to happen soon. So after they dropped me off at home, I was talking to my sister on the phone, and the doorbell rang. And I just knew, you know? I trudged downstairs for the disappointment, and sure enough, there it was:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCACagbIstAPDRpfZ_kaCX7L3QswVubidOm8Y7IdZEsTZm2bbMb7JW9XeedHfncbJQYoxd77eT5XBXHhjh58cbzNDfBF_kXOmUFczaL2QLAMzI9pBOLHdFLVXHE5qSS2qTk-NDqxH73GMD/s1600/img_3579.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCACagbIstAPDRpfZ_kaCX7L3QswVubidOm8Y7IdZEsTZm2bbMb7JW9XeedHfncbJQYoxd77eT5XBXHhjh58cbzNDfBF_kXOmUFczaL2QLAMzI9pBOLHdFLVXHE5qSS2qTk-NDqxH73GMD/s400/img_3579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521358095297185906" border="0" /></a>And I then found the Swedish Fish amongst the many colored goldfish. I knew what name it would have on it, and I turned it over and much to my surprise, I saw that it said: "JOE." I was one happy birthday girl. Turns out, Joe and Louisa made the whole story up about the other boy and Louisa helped Joe ask me. They had me going. By the way, this is me and Joe:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8S-627WVUsvsPLtx6NP8xyyrgxUOPmzQZkAmEzd1ebuy4qPR59vqmtmBRH9dIIV4GylAK1hizKTvvyATBrXw4evuWDe4QC8pJYueAEQDPYnwBVYm568OqYIiJFGAO4T3tgRt9uRkLmc2s/s1600/Lindsay+and+Joe.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8S-627WVUsvsPLtx6NP8xyyrgxUOPmzQZkAmEzd1ebuy4qPR59vqmtmBRH9dIIV4GylAK1hizKTvvyATBrXw4evuWDe4QC8pJYueAEQDPYnwBVYm568OqYIiJFGAO4T3tgRt9uRkLmc2s/s400/Lindsay+and+Joe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521359709920991730" border="0" /></a><br />We were in the play together, if you couldn't tell. That's how I know him, and he is pretty much awesome.<br />Then yesterday, I had a choir festival early in the morning, and went into the afternoon. We did pretty well I think, considering that it was our first performance this year. But for my birthday, Louisa took me shopping, and we had way too much fun.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQISvIJmz-I2XNoGJXrglrlY9L8FOopovL42EM6Afl9YwH55P2bu8Gd_xvp0F3eqdFZ7A_SwDRNbyqM_sRPNf7dpDJKzJgxnvKv7akmsEz1LDfH9LkhiMmgktN1A4NTTT8Zyh5llOsgAYP/s1600/img_3593.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQISvIJmz-I2XNoGJXrglrlY9L8FOopovL42EM6Afl9YwH55P2bu8Gd_xvp0F3eqdFZ7A_SwDRNbyqM_sRPNf7dpDJKzJgxnvKv7akmsEz1LDfH9LkhiMmgktN1A4NTTT8Zyh5llOsgAYP/s400/img_3593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521361642946067714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQqVqGjstDqvOyNnXozC_Pi_-6jwihUq0-a8hiMabtRFNUOu_00Ob90S8uI4YcrBWI7dKzk8jo6HoLzCQRLzZiKdW-ezkyWhXrkbxFLbGQcXv738h702M6n7dZd56Utwk66lYWVolNsis1/s1600/img_3589.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQqVqGjstDqvOyNnXozC_Pi_-6jwihUq0-a8hiMabtRFNUOu_00Ob90S8uI4YcrBWI7dKzk8jo6HoLzCQRLzZiKdW-ezkyWhXrkbxFLbGQcXv738h702M6n7dZd56Utwk66lYWVolNsis1/s400/img_3589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521361637864785266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8TyZe5cnoEk-ffSuqYM2fOR8h9tP1DGySih21DOgF_0egjrFm7IEG-PIWulmGJpGUvlOFKPSJgmQ4rNmy-oHgbamctzGE1ArWXBw2z3FWUbiLGDBUnvWG9qXF359TP39n46zSdVS8yXB/s1600/IMG_3595.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8TyZe5cnoEk-ffSuqYM2fOR8h9tP1DGySih21DOgF_0egjrFm7IEG-PIWulmGJpGUvlOFKPSJgmQ4rNmy-oHgbamctzGE1ArWXBw2z3FWUbiLGDBUnvWG9qXF359TP39n46zSdVS8yXB/s400/IMG_3595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521362018207873522" border="0" /></a><br />And then when I went back to Louisa's house for dinner, guess who was in the kitchen waiting for us? Joe and Rob, of course! And they were making us dinner, those sweet boys.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dmiv2UqJcz4VmluY40CLS4QPRivz1qpXDza_GuiEZkXA9Osc4SZZkl85ElahfJVlqOOcCZTm6LJJeCFQp4g4BTtY3Msh7n6gRzoqkBlm2KHMpkYegGxmxGhiFeWkSVBVv8CYwtDNC3AQ/s1600/IMG_3596.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dmiv2UqJcz4VmluY40CLS4QPRivz1qpXDza_GuiEZkXA9Osc4SZZkl85ElahfJVlqOOcCZTm6LJJeCFQp4g4BTtY3Msh7n6gRzoqkBlm2KHMpkYegGxmxGhiFeWkSVBVv8CYwtDNC3AQ/s400/IMG_3596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521363584234305090" border="0" /></a><br />Don't ask, it's a long story.<br /></div><br />We had a great time eating and singing and playing piano, and after we dropped Joe off at his house, Louisa, Rob, and I went back to Louisa's to put together my answer for Joe. I didn't take any pictures, but to summarize: It was a cereal box that had a piece of paper over it that said: "If the number of pieces inside is even, it's a YES. If the number of pieces inside is odd, then it's a NO." So we dumped all the cereal inside, but at the bottom of the box, there was a note that said: "EVEN if it's ODD, eat one- cause I'd love to go to Homecoming with you." And then we left it outside his house and forgot to let him know it was there. Hey, I was getting kinda close to my curfew.<br />Anyway, it was a really good birthday, and I am walkin' down Happiness Lane right now. Thanks for all the birthday wishes!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-54920378944656064352010-08-27T15:13:00.000-07:002010-08-27T15:48:15.286-07:00Life as I Know ItI have finally found time to get going again and charm you all with my Wonderful Words of Wisdom. A lot has been going on actually.....although I admit a lot of my time has been used for homework and school. It's true what they say, you know: Junior year is the hardest. Although for your information, I really like Anatomy & Physiology. And choir has turned out really well, too, albeit really tough.<br />This is some stuff that I've been up to lately:<br /><ul><li>Getting my hair cut (as you probably know)</li><li>Starting school 3 weeks ago</li><li>Reading <span style="font-style: italic;">The Hunger Games </span>Series (If you haven't read them, do it. Now.)<br /></li><li>I had an awesome Choir Retreat to Prescott, although the day before, I got the flu and had to go up late.<br /></li><li>I finally got my Personal Progress and I am officially done! I have my necklace and everything!</li><li>We celebrated the boys' birthday and had lots of fun.</li><li>And Ben left home this morning, and now everything is my fault again. Sigh.<br /></li></ul>What? You want pictures? I thought so.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi95JXqv9OR2RXQ233__tCeI3UHjIZFNK0JsYaovtdUHOdQzrOQ0y9hlBde-ddpL7kqcWWfWmSdfE-tIZ6bhGy_IPxEynroEAvMr6eqtNWnKMeKbjwCQneAPy-247ZVq-V2fdL6ISQiqlCI/s1600/IMG_3542.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi95JXqv9OR2RXQ233__tCeI3UHjIZFNK0JsYaovtdUHOdQzrOQ0y9hlBde-ddpL7kqcWWfWmSdfE-tIZ6bhGy_IPxEynroEAvMr6eqtNWnKMeKbjwCQneAPy-247ZVq-V2fdL6ISQiqlCI/s400/IMG_3542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222909330181074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB3cJTrOrhq8SYlQw6AhP3YK0bXTGrmT9-Y3eZb_Ym-aV_pu7p801hgE_TUdwSWFgyWsn5f9YEf5Cz3WRt-bPz4U1ibKdrwuG1gAYRCdSJadk1Kw2_fOoR8Z3P47L47heTBtqSBxEvhuts/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB3cJTrOrhq8SYlQw6AhP3YK0bXTGrmT9-Y3eZb_Ym-aV_pu7p801hgE_TUdwSWFgyWsn5f9YEf5Cz3WRt-bPz4U1ibKdrwuG1gAYRCdSJadk1Kw2_fOoR8Z3P47L47heTBtqSBxEvhuts/s400/IMG_3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510222904937197538" border="0" /></a>This was the birthday day......and what else would be doing besides trying on Daniel Boone hats?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglApoJ903774ChFPOoqhzT8XRGRY-jXfEo7gjKmiHd-2sCUidpYznj7BFbVcMLcn5bl6EspyLCsiYq5X5FTGf6sqUloyTUtILJri5ksIqWGg_IxquaXNHNnBaP5ND5gQbprrTWqVi4Bet-/s1600/Yarn+of+Unity.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglApoJ903774ChFPOoqhzT8XRGRY-jXfEo7gjKmiHd-2sCUidpYznj7BFbVcMLcn5bl6EspyLCsiYq5X5FTGf6sqUloyTUtILJri5ksIqWGg_IxquaXNHNnBaP5ND5gQbprrTWqVi4Bet-/s400/Yarn+of+Unity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510223528249582114" border="0" /></a>This was part of the Choir Retreat; it's called the Yarn of Unity, and I think you can see the purpose. I'm the really short one next to the monster boy. (His name is Joe, I love him)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNqAJtAKbUkq8mQxO4sIjRedefyduHW1eNFRP1qjnO0q5EX3V_cZCxb-FEPTpq50gA2dn-NWHwi2ljLCw_RA9SVAD6DJoosL29hPAgNFQMPNCdHlMSiEa879NeLzmab1M_MKbHZZwGXsGP/s1600/IMG_3544.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNqAJtAKbUkq8mQxO4sIjRedefyduHW1eNFRP1qjnO0q5EX3V_cZCxb-FEPTpq50gA2dn-NWHwi2ljLCw_RA9SVAD6DJoosL29hPAgNFQMPNCdHlMSiEa879NeLzmab1M_MKbHZZwGXsGP/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510224263624535538" border="0" /></a>This picture was taken this morning before I went to school, and I have to say it doesn't do us justice. We looked way worse. (I'm kidding.)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKP29x4E6bI46DDcGtQQOAVvqhAD8PNIV_PqZmtXHxx6vckTTUwfZrJxRDoPak4Ru6gb-lXgB1hDzP8xOhzaT-c6xUvllVnRkju9sdEfWbaxXRd-AT9HD6xlCn2wlxI2vmvqW5V_hXzPnb/s1600/IMG_3543.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKP29x4E6bI46DDcGtQQOAVvqhAD8PNIV_PqZmtXHxx6vckTTUwfZrJxRDoPak4Ru6gb-lXgB1hDzP8xOhzaT-c6xUvllVnRkju9sdEfWbaxXRd-AT9HD6xlCn2wlxI2vmvqW5V_hXzPnb/s400/IMG_3543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510224255561198354" border="0" /></a></div><br />Ahh, Ben. I think I'll miss you.<br />I hope everyone's doing alright! I miss you all!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-22707289628121948142010-08-11T17:41:00.000-07:002010-08-11T17:47:31.513-07:00A ThoughtAt the suggestion of my sister Lauren, I am considering continuing the blog. It's true I don't get to see the family often, but I am starting school, so it's not as if I will be blogging about what I did everyday. You would hate me. I'm thinking more like.....blogging normally. Like what everyone else does: posting about the highs and lows in my life, what I'm up to, ect. I think I might, because taking that trip to see my family made me realize how much I missed them. So, if you don't hear from me in a while, don't be too concerned. I'll try to keep updated every now and then.<br /><br />And yes, my first day back at school was just fine, thank you for asking.Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-35551265684664426742010-08-10T15:58:00.000-07:002010-08-10T17:08:19.743-07:00Projects # 55- 648 hours until summer is over. I'm not particularly distressed. And this is going to be my longest blog post because I've been on vacation for over a week. Oh, where to start?<br />(I'm not going to go into a whole lot of detail, I'll just summarize.) On Sunday, my mom, dad, and I left for Missoula, Montana. It's truly beautiful up there, and it feels so nice! And what's more, it's green!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYW-dATFy3sUnPtrxAuXEjXGAaGAr3pdoUD903MNhbkuqfP5wovFgQS2bpuRMybvDKpZbW3Z0hGPTrfkjRNE7L_FGTPfCjIo4r3yvbIqw5DBHCobno_eJ61fmpPc_85pzZIXkzCr0oJ3At/s1600/IMG_3373.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYW-dATFy3sUnPtrxAuXEjXGAaGAr3pdoUD903MNhbkuqfP5wovFgQS2bpuRMybvDKpZbW3Z0hGPTrfkjRNE7L_FGTPfCjIo4r3yvbIqw5DBHCobno_eJ61fmpPc_85pzZIXkzCr0oJ3At/s400/IMG_3373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503921339006192162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeCx3jSVRg2oRApqTtl04RLnA92QRsnO1eKKsWWW6Txk5tuLoRaNs6MesAs6JMgOaeemyUKZCm6zi6GG1zMLR1fziKksoBPJJyJO8Fgy0oZQN5Z5M44cDoFsJ_nvEfnZnGsFMuzssGMbjB/s1600/IMG_3363.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeCx3jSVRg2oRApqTtl04RLnA92QRsnO1eKKsWWW6Txk5tuLoRaNs6MesAs6JMgOaeemyUKZCm6zi6GG1zMLR1fziKksoBPJJyJO8Fgy0oZQN5Z5M44cDoFsJ_nvEfnZnGsFMuzssGMbjB/s400/IMG_3363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503921324673348786" border="0" /></a>We went boating, had great food, and the whole reason of the visit with my sister-in-law's family was to bless my nephew, William Paul. It was so wonderful. The pictures are of the blessing, which we had at the cabin.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUNwExfrX0Y8WkEtkC59PMFR2UV89K_IT7w7_NLfxlHPQHk95pwkVpX2b5F8wPTWuzdmMq9ssoKxkHH9bN5KcZP_POVGAr0By7lNfMBEMXxeX5Od-UuQgbcx42xFQZNaD2qI0yCCTje31/s1600/IMG_3388.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUNwExfrX0Y8WkEtkC59PMFR2UV89K_IT7w7_NLfxlHPQHk95pwkVpX2b5F8wPTWuzdmMq9ssoKxkHH9bN5KcZP_POVGAr0By7lNfMBEMXxeX5Od-UuQgbcx42xFQZNaD2qI0yCCTje31/s400/IMG_3388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503922757105394770" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZ0efipuT5hak5i-FQWvG2YcBju6HycAPiOvBu7Y1UX4jp7_YjVbfWYBzOyYEVsknAcbgPPzhDIXoO1t6MNchvaxnccFYBTU7YQlzSA35ph0gbmx017ZcuSBwpoUtLRslFqtjg9T38n3X/s1600/IMG_3384.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZ0efipuT5hak5i-FQWvG2YcBju6HycAPiOvBu7Y1UX4jp7_YjVbfWYBzOyYEVsknAcbgPPzhDIXoO1t6MNchvaxnccFYBTU7YQlzSA35ph0gbmx017ZcuSBwpoUtLRslFqtjg9T38n3X/s400/IMG_3384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503922749696666866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIf2ozcmmO_g73fcmu1HaosVxCKObfWYOCtgygVU43sdYRq1Mjzj1C6kh_ZR0JWuk4FUCW0TyejJmG1qq3Di4ifxdEfnsfcAMJzZ6UCc5Ptpowo4XcB5D8cj_AZyc8JiTKGE5innuuc-zM/s1600/IMG_3398.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIf2ozcmmO_g73fcmu1HaosVxCKObfWYOCtgygVU43sdYRq1Mjzj1C6kh_ZR0JWuk4FUCW0TyejJmG1qq3Di4ifxdEfnsfcAMJzZ6UCc5Ptpowo4XcB5D8cj_AZyc8JiTKGE5innuuc-zM/s400/IMG_3398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503923394134095506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0CR2rfcCmBDXk4fPwlwxfdM_qORtzyN2JqhP73BKKOP6QNd4Jax5ZLnMkPw6CSgju24Id21dw0Ibde31sOtREb8OTh0KKykEmosHO5fx4mHvblL9t0Jd8nFPhh3W7bgvQv6A-ip2fxdhG/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0CR2rfcCmBDXk4fPwlwxfdM_qORtzyN2JqhP73BKKOP6QNd4Jax5ZLnMkPw6CSgju24Id21dw0Ibde31sOtREb8OTh0KKykEmosHO5fx4mHvblL9t0Jd8nFPhh3W7bgvQv6A-ip2fxdhG/s400/IMG_3390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503923387400264242" border="0" /></a>The boating was also really fun- I only went tubing and on the jet ski, but my dad learned how to knee board, and my brother Jon is really good at water skiing. Where did I come from?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd2vk5xRBRk_YwjAz3TvleB8rXIPLpJvqEXWhaXCLwhmAqlWAPWKLKDS5q3EsHLTZgfPucnKV0VVCfDsyhJXVMJ3sjj_m3x-YH3OsXJUqrrZuHhka6OW23xZx1SUukKsoTcY9nJEhdlUkk/s1600/IMG_3436.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd2vk5xRBRk_YwjAz3TvleB8rXIPLpJvqEXWhaXCLwhmAqlWAPWKLKDS5q3EsHLTZgfPucnKV0VVCfDsyhJXVMJ3sjj_m3x-YH3OsXJUqrrZuHhka6OW23xZx1SUukKsoTcY9nJEhdlUkk/s400/IMG_3436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503924481145723394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpnk1BXRXRncAGOinFWnk_jzmS_FNH-Lmf7_c_nsCj1bMhN3C2S74SoBmDClLPYDQNgSO2XG3hXaTA6yypexA-hsM9KEMNq6bhFcfDpcSmC_e5Bv9mQuYbU7EYURw0p26Z0m0GcOe2AVW/s1600/IMG_3430.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpnk1BXRXRncAGOinFWnk_jzmS_FNH-Lmf7_c_nsCj1bMhN3C2S74SoBmDClLPYDQNgSO2XG3hXaTA6yypexA-hsM9KEMNq6bhFcfDpcSmC_e5Bv9mQuYbU7EYURw0p26Z0m0GcOe2AVW/s400/IMG_3430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503924478037536418" border="0" /></a>I was a little sad to leave Missoula, but we left on Wednesday for Park City, Utah. We had a blast driving down.....all 13 hours of it. But the second part of the vacation was to go to the Spackman family reunion(my mom's side). We arrived in Park City on Thursday and got to see my niece, Morgan, my sister Lauren, and my brother-in-law Erik. We all had fun at the reunion and I got to see some of my other cousins and we had fun playing games and whatnot.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhca_bUtlzitPdLj0vOvW7ryM-2byHZaFk-Oh8LbWcjB5bfYWUgNbV4os4UWyIpITRE99UP2zujPfiEx29H8Efeh5RhntpWP1ehe0o2hhS1tIneaAlO-FbDlp5NNT7fRemSqnkgsYqCW5vP/s1600/IMG_3468.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhca_bUtlzitPdLj0vOvW7ryM-2byHZaFk-Oh8LbWcjB5bfYWUgNbV4os4UWyIpITRE99UP2zujPfiEx29H8Efeh5RhntpWP1ehe0o2hhS1tIneaAlO-FbDlp5NNT7fRemSqnkgsYqCW5vP/s400/IMG_3468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503927260748407746" border="0" /></a>My grandma with her great grandson(and my nephew!), Will, and my dad with his granddaughter(and my niece!) Morgan. I love it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7bgYQie4lCHSCJtUXvu-wcnNDZ6ta9oBfTWYgVaJRLrjOwnHUp1mQhR2vPd3yuc2esX80796DRWIPX2kBGbeq9XHEYdgSQCg5Wsnuw3fLphTc1PIaRmpYkz3-HzkUXEBZbOLJOqqbnbKh/s1600/IMG_3467.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7bgYQie4lCHSCJtUXvu-wcnNDZ6ta9oBfTWYgVaJRLrjOwnHUp1mQhR2vPd3yuc2esX80796DRWIPX2kBGbeq9XHEYdgSQCg5Wsnuw3fLphTc1PIaRmpYkz3-HzkUXEBZbOLJOqqbnbKh/s400/IMG_3467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503927249336937426" border="0" /></a>Me and my cousin Jamie. When we were little, we used to look so much like each other.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhql4gXu9KdwS31wyjUXWQPvOoRLUzR1CKJjQJ_W8jYTgbRCeHgVdGJRhjwxBzdnIxWOpfhqijimbMicHjpw5C-3Z-eWNFdf3wSDMCnlZrVEc0_sip1ET1SHJUHO97X1Oq2nJ2qzH3a_ZqD/s1600/IMG_3485.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhql4gXu9KdwS31wyjUXWQPvOoRLUzR1CKJjQJ_W8jYTgbRCeHgVdGJRhjwxBzdnIxWOpfhqijimbMicHjpw5C-3Z-eWNFdf3wSDMCnlZrVEc0_sip1ET1SHJUHO97X1Oq2nJ2qzH3a_ZqD/s400/IMG_3485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503927571351027442" border="0" /></a>Saturday we had a lot of fun shopping at the outlets in Park City. It was an absolute zoo, but fun anyway. Me and my cousins had dinner together too. Mmmm, teryaki chicken. And Sunday, you'll never guess. I got my hair cut. I really like it and it has been feeling a lot cooler in Arizona lately. Monday, me and my mom were flying home, so on our way to the airport in Salt Lake, we went and visited my sister Lauren and my niece. Erik lives at the hospital, poor guy, so he wasn't there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8RDZcmNzqhHrC7UpKzJws4aj1CBEiBTapNFYiLJDnn01a1xnYq-4QGAsKor-_M6HqsRSNAXS492YyqsUHE1HPddo3aOyEiWfCKz0svgVswO_ACe9WTlO4PnYRh_SbDbP88g001N7Fchyb/s1600/IMG_3536.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8RDZcmNzqhHrC7UpKzJws4aj1CBEiBTapNFYiLJDnn01a1xnYq-4QGAsKor-_M6HqsRSNAXS492YyqsUHE1HPddo3aOyEiWfCKz0svgVswO_ACe9WTlO4PnYRh_SbDbP88g001N7Fchyb/s400/IMG_3536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503930321161200738" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eSYe7KoG9Mb8ErDA80tBTsL-3bu5zK5aoyUqfmlWdNtf2jBE-GwskZK9QjpGqkdy0F4E5p7wxyHaGktXKCjcO4mTVtwldRhJzKueSFX_SB_IoXqeQj9e9hjySSTIw2_72Lf1YF9EfNAj/s1600/IMG_3533.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eSYe7KoG9Mb8ErDA80tBTsL-3bu5zK5aoyUqfmlWdNtf2jBE-GwskZK9QjpGqkdy0F4E5p7wxyHaGktXKCjcO4mTVtwldRhJzKueSFX_SB_IoXqeQj9e9hjySSTIw2_72Lf1YF9EfNAj/s400/IMG_3533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503930309208730402" border="0" /></a>And as it turns out, we stayed and played with Will and Morgan too long, and we missed our plane! And then the next 2 flights out of Salt Lake to Phoenix were full, so we had to sit in the airport for 7.5 hours for a 9:30 PM flight. Needless to say, I missed my back to school night, which is ok. So I start school tomorrow, and I'm almost ready. I just haven't met my teachers yet. Here are some random pictures in no particular order from the trip:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZHFR2P5FMAVc6DPVcQljsj4NXXcjaqynYTX83Ra3CO0xwzknNc34GD-C-R7bEutEekdDwVYWEMD3GBa3I5T3J9-LfaG2mfI8FZO27rxckx3De9h34WaFkorihHP0P1soQwVogrH0IoD4/s1600/IMG_3422.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZHFR2P5FMAVc6DPVcQljsj4NXXcjaqynYTX83Ra3CO0xwzknNc34GD-C-R7bEutEekdDwVYWEMD3GBa3I5T3J9-LfaG2mfI8FZO27rxckx3De9h34WaFkorihHP0P1soQwVogrH0IoD4/s400/IMG_3422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503931710847758114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_B0kQ2TN1zPpgt1RVvVQjf-PytyNUiCCKdBVslu7u4e0Dq7FWnkXNZtr4_NXv3yLm45_T10poAiKAK9ggm3RdMsn2m3ndhfS7RwDBzefWAVJuOTiAwl5nczPHrOgEKOgTg_9Ry2uSdAT/s1600/IMG_3362.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhifXGZ73JmWKf4ZNCLLO5v93v8bxrwrRzFr2CrR4Ue-9L0vagNitjlsPLmZxuT1aA7uRtbttJJy35AxQYYcBWbMXrVR5QuT99LGzmideQClMvUXYkyYA8DuqcoeFGr4qyEiwgsblUkIEwt/s400/IMG_3531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503932929257103778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_Ub5tB7rrnt2LT7BJoMrhYTlDRWwa2XlOvGSMyg6Nxx6Ma16qlQCRaN_fUF8enUfAROb89ZdVB1OiqpOfuMj8iYhLn52sTYrp2s1_vTgys_DS1DkH8uyJ-ts2LxHx-E3Kkyg1OOwEras/s1600/IMG_3527.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_Ub5tB7rrnt2LT7BJoMrhYTlDRWwa2XlOvGSMyg6Nxx6Ma16qlQCRaN_fUF8enUfAROb89ZdVB1OiqpOfuMj8iYhLn52sTYrp2s1_vTgys_DS1DkH8uyJ-ts2LxHx-E3Kkyg1OOwEras/s400/IMG_3527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503932916094373026" border="0" /></a>Oh, and this is Morgan when we have her ice cream. She screamed when it was gone.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPIXL-rt_1VnLZTkE6xg_2RQSQwctoag16HhdhoehLU-UXmFFOELIgEwDe3297ca0w3ewdGxznU3zpDdB1kza77JjI4iJwexxsXZmwivHzZDJ4SNO6Ous-HykaMdEoYmHR9yUESfplWNBj/s1600/IMG_3538.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPIXL-rt_1VnLZTkE6xg_2RQSQwctoag16HhdhoehLU-UXmFFOELIgEwDe3297ca0w3ewdGxznU3zpDdB1kza77JjI4iJwexxsXZmwivHzZDJ4SNO6Ous-HykaMdEoYmHR9yUESfplWNBj/s400/IMG_3538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503934054399381666" border="0" /></a> I love Will!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXUk_w21vBm4eb6yoYByyON4eNdljzQ0zXBI4K2s7DVoWSGdXfzzPEdjbntsAvJBHui3QkOUK42Zu2QGtICfAOhw0RRWEgyrgLanIJ-PQg-eik6sE3V2Qu9bnjjbMuXRafJL6lRDsuS7_/s1600/IMG_3532.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXUk_w21vBm4eb6yoYByyON4eNdljzQ0zXBI4K2s7DVoWSGdXfzzPEdjbntsAvJBHui3QkOUK42Zu2QGtICfAOhw0RRWEgyrgLanIJ-PQg-eik6sE3V2Qu9bnjjbMuXRafJL6lRDsuS7_/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503934046881249618" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtVV3pFZy_TvWLtXxxtE5kHwO98ClbLgTRfY-W6cflwKCQ8WYAdLel6pBG4vdXkSJDPxEQeSEBR9e3VZ3pnm6DVQp_u5QsZYd5qSiZ5DmMcLzTtx7XZ_dRjW0smUkEYGD1aFzaIwWeR2Pl/s1600/Lindsay,+William,+and+Morgan.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtVV3pFZy_TvWLtXxxtE5kHwO98ClbLgTRfY-W6cflwKCQ8WYAdLel6pBG4vdXkSJDPxEQeSEBR9e3VZ3pnm6DVQp_u5QsZYd5qSiZ5DmMcLzTtx7XZ_dRjW0smUkEYGD1aFzaIwWeR2Pl/s400/Lindsay,+William,+and+Morgan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503934572208105234" border="0" /></a>You can kinda see my haircut in this picture.....and I'm a double aunt! So proud!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzm1TvOPiKvCMoUCWMUlAOq_nre6iWXlPL62cy0JbSKhUxPWwuVyC5R7-d_yxft4Q1D77GIqATvYpqOcXDbNMDnHfvp7J3jUnM3d_xWbPHpXkMN6fMy2r7KbLyrSNwfn8ZStaNt90hSnNS/s1600/Morgan+close+up.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzm1TvOPiKvCMoUCWMUlAOq_nre6iWXlPL62cy0JbSKhUxPWwuVyC5R7-d_yxft4Q1D77GIqATvYpqOcXDbNMDnHfvp7J3jUnM3d_xWbPHpXkMN6fMy2r7KbLyrSNwfn8ZStaNt90hSnNS/s400/Morgan+close+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503935716763809282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht67flSqxjorH4dNwubqMMRA6B-2fqfwK1LcUD-YZy_V_oOhmYNyQpXXz4FRXF6gPwHhegHXKRVabAYG8KDYLw4cZRJBwbIJll5WHk8opEi3EIiIogMsPmEA6nKXIXpnlVTYQzSIVmvclk/s1600/Lindsay+and+Morgan+3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht67flSqxjorH4dNwubqMMRA6B-2fqfwK1LcUD-YZy_V_oOhmYNyQpXXz4FRXF6gPwHhegHXKRVabAYG8KDYLw4cZRJBwbIJll5WHk8opEi3EIiIogMsPmEA6nKXIXpnlVTYQzSIVmvclk/s400/Lindsay+and+Morgan+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503935989346168674" border="0" /></a><br />Hope everyone had a great summer. This concludes this blog, and I'm really grateful to everyone who kept up with it and read it. I really felt like a had a better summer because of this. Wish me luck in school and I love you all!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-80136344200971747462010-07-31T21:55:00.000-07:002010-07-31T22:44:59.725-07:00Projects # 51, 52, 53, & 542nd to last blog post....and I'm still not improving on my tardiness. The next blog post you will receive from me will be in about 10 days, so don't hold you're breath.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wednesday:</span> Went swimming and got a little burned- I stayed out longer than usual because I decided to clean the pool. Me and mom continued the sewing project, and we got pretty far. I played volleyball that night with some of the youth in my ward (I sucked) and played the Wii.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thursday: </span>I went for another swim (Had to clean the pool again, blasted monsoon season) and the water felt so good! I went to visit my seminary teacher again because he's awesome, and I also took a small trip to the library. I spent most of that day making my way slowly but surely through the Book of Mormon, which I have a goal to finish before the school year starts.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Friday:</span> The swimming just felt so good, I went again. And of course, I had to clean it again, but it was worth it. Mom then insisted that we finish the apron, and so we did. It is pictured below and there is a pocket(that's the best part). I'm actually very proud of myself and it can be considered service since I already have all my Trek clothes and I intend to give it to a girl in my ward. Then I read a book that I got at the library because I had to take it back before we left. It was really depressing, and I'm just glad that women have more rights than in the 1700's.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1DMtl6A7kIQfBq2WXokAk5dnN7-6x_Y4b04eUdDqjB4IBDDRPU8IcBz73Z8-PJqpCOUaLsOPsSroRbEogk3TUXmOgpay3H2xZ6SkX-2h8GN0hwB-Vyh1ekLD3vFC3chD19dBumrNv_CwU/s1600/IMG_3351.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1DMtl6A7kIQfBq2WXokAk5dnN7-6x_Y4b04eUdDqjB4IBDDRPU8IcBz73Z8-PJqpCOUaLsOPsSroRbEogk3TUXmOgpay3H2xZ6SkX-2h8GN0hwB-Vyh1ekLD3vFC3chD19dBumrNv_CwU/s400/IMG_3351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500312056024909842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfidA7TLg5e2cy7XqPWT5D2uSMdku1QiUgVfn0QBHEPYiG6odguKaM8JeLtmYECnuJjUvKuB_yiJTnssi7uZ5Sy6_hfPBcE6cd_3NEIL5bkNKKIMjMinCnnTRcTTs7gZQlkGesRhrcxtCh/s1600/IMG_3352.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfidA7TLg5e2cy7XqPWT5D2uSMdku1QiUgVfn0QBHEPYiG6odguKaM8JeLtmYECnuJjUvKuB_yiJTnssi7uZ5Sy6_hfPBcE6cd_3NEIL5bkNKKIMjMinCnnTRcTTs7gZQlkGesRhrcxtCh/s400/IMG_3352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500312047113871314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Saturday:</span> Oooh, today was good. Went swimming, and I didn't have a whole lot of time, so I had to make it short. Then Mom and I went to Jayne Pierson's bridal shower, which was kind of weird because I've known Jaynie forever and her getting married is just....weird. But I'm really happy for her. I felt really bad that my sister, who is best friends with her, couldn't be there, so I took some pictures. The other pictures are of my friends Caroline (whose older sister is also one of Jayne's best friends) and Rachelle (sister of the bride) and me. It was kind of strange to think that we're the next generation and it will be my turn in about.....5 years. No pressure or anything. After the shower I finished packing, and then I took a nap because I slept so badly last night. And tomorrow, I leave for Montana!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3MG_3uX2IlWP8nJ-9r_hhjs6X3yWMOUXPdXzyXje7nsCb5frVYPJA6237u147ahG08aLJ3qPkjKA2bvNpbIl5DSctbpmYGHj-OuI1yYWb_XW2NIXBDLTl7NW2s-fC63lN_QG8sCDT_mmh/s1600/IMG_3355.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3MG_3uX2IlWP8nJ-9r_hhjs6X3yWMOUXPdXzyXje7nsCb5frVYPJA6237u147ahG08aLJ3qPkjKA2bvNpbIl5DSctbpmYGHj-OuI1yYWb_XW2NIXBDLTl7NW2s-fC63lN_QG8sCDT_mmh/s400/IMG_3355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500312596828254946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXO1S45tQTKTbyOmm711oWLbJHMuGmyKFVlxufQVlBAgeuD_Y2594NHefAQtpwHczu-ce4CddRjKgcTMaeu2X8cDTKeBsi8trGa2EslxCgdjU5LMA_okc4li3SpVEVqg2Z__DilNNXDPA8/s1600/IMG_3353.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXO1S45tQTKTbyOmm711oWLbJHMuGmyKFVlxufQVlBAgeuD_Y2594NHefAQtpwHczu-ce4CddRjKgcTMaeu2X8cDTKeBsi8trGa2EslxCgdjU5LMA_okc4li3SpVEVqg2Z__DilNNXDPA8/s400/IMG_3353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500312592479052722" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBZ_cqzVTA-XCyAuNlxRCxPyGT1a9RZIazCUhAPJxP1biIGDAZ1SgZ21srjg59qjiNGVM2b2Yujo1E21vYiJEtfEbB5HSmDvY49cedeFfr6alZ9NbO4RBTxs_zgH5q5UwMwf_8AqiNau4n/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBZ_cqzVTA-XCyAuNlxRCxPyGT1a9RZIazCUhAPJxP1biIGDAZ1SgZ21srjg59qjiNGVM2b2Yujo1E21vYiJEtfEbB5HSmDvY49cedeFfr6alZ9NbO4RBTxs_zgH5q5UwMwf_8AqiNau4n/s400/IMG_3358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500312978235106082" border="0" /></a>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-28586768602075038302010-07-27T22:38:00.000-07:002010-07-27T23:25:23.173-07:00Projects # 47, 48, 49, & 50So I'm really excited for Montana this next week. Did I mention why? Oh yes; it will be drastically cooler! I'll be glad to be able to go outside and not sweat out all the water I've drunk that day.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Friday:</span> I went to a party. Me, I know. Actually, it was just a birthday party and I didn't stay for very long. I went with Louisa and my friend Audrey and we left after the first..mmm.. 45 minutes. Then we went and roamed the town (Redbox) and went to another wild party(My house) and had many adventures(we watched a movie). It was pretty fun. The lovely ladies with me in the picture are my friend Leah, the birthday girl, and Louisa. It was our Chemistry class....'nuff said. And my goggles are like that because they kept falling off my face.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzwe1SXSQjljmZWY_nRCjVlAkZYKxRTBWTFQsNhPuJ9T1d23ov9b6WHQ3k0mQwUX7NIwhlBqMpJAh8Q0vBKqwMx-Ujk1Fe_R50JZFGgS-ayLN2KGiyCFdhfux6X8MOh1gqI37DW1-PLwx/s1600/Lindsay,+Louisa,+and+Leah.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzwe1SXSQjljmZWY_nRCjVlAkZYKxRTBWTFQsNhPuJ9T1d23ov9b6WHQ3k0mQwUX7NIwhlBqMpJAh8Q0vBKqwMx-Ujk1Fe_R50JZFGgS-ayLN2KGiyCFdhfux6X8MOh1gqI37DW1-PLwx/s400/Lindsay,+Louisa,+and+Leah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498836176671236306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Saturday:</span> Unfortunately, I was sick that day. Spent most of the day in bed. Must have been all that partying. I did make dinner for the boys though. I can't even remember what it was!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Monday: </span>Yesterday I watched a movie, and I went through this whole packing thing. Me in a nutshell: I like to be very prepared and obsessively organized. And since I'm leaving on Sunday, it was about time I arranged how I was going to travel and what I was taking, ect. That means my packing list was made and I mock packed everything. Meaning I packed everything to make sure it would fit and then unpacked most of it. Anyway, all you need to know is that it worked out. I made dinner again; chili, peaches, cornbread and lemon bars. SO good. Lemon bars are my fav.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2P6_s0VYpbhtdLHBOCQxwpeWuPn2kgI-fhxiE-ByQQbT83-5L9OLuS9XtQKN45BAJ2Lp56rE00bu31PYn0cTqbCl3bmLa_wicFqG11sxs8QOygbLNlLD34YbDIPbafALEUp80lta0l9NM/s1600/IMG_3350.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2P6_s0VYpbhtdLHBOCQxwpeWuPn2kgI-fhxiE-ByQQbT83-5L9OLuS9XtQKN45BAJ2Lp56rE00bu31PYn0cTqbCl3bmLa_wicFqG11sxs8QOygbLNlLD34YbDIPbafALEUp80lta0l9NM/s400/IMG_3350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498838429455976994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Today:</span> 2 weeks to school and counting today. I went and picked up my parking pass this morning. Kinda weird to think that I'm an upperclassman and I can actually say, "I remember in my freshman year...". Had piano, and since it is my last lesson for 2 months, I took all my sheet music lying around (to the frustration of my mother) and organized it into a highly effective system. Went for a swim (that felt good) and continued the sewing project. We're getting far. (That means I'm failing). The picture is of the binder I've put all the sheet music into. It turned into quite the project and I'd forgotten all the music I have.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmsanmDePQVUCEDzBCquUrZHTp6URj0nsn18UhKGsUB8pShDA4oR9al7Z8O1Gzh4Hh0c9CtSwZ3ThRjmh2op0wGhjHdt_WsB4HxWwIKTVO4VWFB97h6X_h5bkADq_ntpGs4MuJnhaEAz1A/s1600/IMG_3346.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmsanmDePQVUCEDzBCquUrZHTp6URj0nsn18UhKGsUB8pShDA4oR9al7Z8O1Gzh4Hh0c9CtSwZ3ThRjmh2op0wGhjHdt_WsB4HxWwIKTVO4VWFB97h6X_h5bkADq_ntpGs4MuJnhaEAz1A/s400/IMG_3346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498838975247973378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDKVpSwWAgPZFBDLiamVcAiaRVYmo6EuI8S08DeCLHyDrM5ArOC1wo94QJXVhnh0Ftyg6my6XGYHL0-QqEmDEwvMqI3zJXvrUzYTpmrXIJILjwKCJU9W-I7kNTz2fMyhK4wTl8AEGOAwM/s1600/IMG_3348.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDKVpSwWAgPZFBDLiamVcAiaRVYmo6EuI8S08DeCLHyDrM5ArOC1wo94QJXVhnh0Ftyg6my6XGYHL0-QqEmDEwvMqI3zJXvrUzYTpmrXIJILjwKCJU9W-I7kNTz2fMyhK4wTl8AEGOAwM/s400/IMG_3348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498839193684109282" border="0" /></a><br />I'll blog right before I leave for Montana and right after I get back! Have a great rest of the week!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-27421149617590752562010-07-22T18:07:00.000-07:002010-07-22T18:37:24.617-07:00Projects # 43, 44, 45, & 46And you all thought I was getting so much more efficient! But I only have 19 days left of summer; how can you blame me for not being the busy blogger?<br />Anyway, I should probably get to the point.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Monday</span>: Once again, I'm faced with the problem of short term memory. Ah, yes. I continued to work on the bathroom and Ben helped me paint. It's not done yet, because we haven't worked on it since then, but we will hopefully be done soon. I also hung out with my friend Caroline and it felt good to be out and about. I'll take pictures of the bathroom later.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tuesday:</span> I had piano that day.....and I also went to visit my Seminary teacher. He's my really good friend and it was nice to see him after such a long time. Then the family went out to get ice cream, and we watched a movie together. I think.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wednesday:</span> I went to a synchro meet of some of the younger girls in my ward. Ridiculously hot, but the meet did bring some good memories back of what my life used to be like and when I actually enjoyed the sport. It was a little more intense, perhaps, but still. Me and my friends went to Taco Bell and then me and Rachelle went swimming at like 9 PM. Good times. For those of you that don't know what synchro is or don't remember, that's what the picture is for.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtl7cc0iIHA3dPCywGJFFC7casiUzdWt0x1lpP8Ifeq15HjD0Ab1n6tODjKXkkuULqtgI99g6siM5S4rLiapa0YT-mLjloGrBk8kakSqQoa2E7LQvAVJjh8MlUGsuQxRtYgb60ZXwSSo80/s1600/IMG_2492.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtl7cc0iIHA3dPCywGJFFC7casiUzdWt0x1lpP8Ifeq15HjD0Ab1n6tODjKXkkuULqtgI99g6siM5S4rLiapa0YT-mLjloGrBk8kakSqQoa2E7LQvAVJjh8MlUGsuQxRtYgb60ZXwSSo80/s400/IMG_2492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496908113622964434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Today: </span>I learned how to sew today. Well, that's not true. I knew how to sew, but I have not done it for a very long time. I am making an apron for trek- I already have a couple, but I plan to give it to someone in the ward. I did that for a while, then me and mom went grocery shopping and to the library. Tonight, I plan to make dinner for the boys and go to bed soon; I don't feel the best. Also, happy birthday to my friend Leah DeSpain.Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-42414397554927213302010-07-19T10:07:00.000-07:002010-07-19T11:19:36.123-07:00Projects # 41 & 42So I will admit: on Friday I did just about nothing. I did make dinner for Dad and Ben (Crepes, they were delicious) but besides that, I just sat around in my pajamas all day and watched movies. And you know, I enjoyed it.<br />BUT! Saturday was a different story- I did quite a bit. It was time for me and Dad to seal the tile, and so we did. He taught me how to do it, and then left me to it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI2_w49kx-vANmYNk9-1qQkPytO9srYKaQZZO5dLXneb8BJrfR0pP97VrIAeVH9HYtuqIRivVmuOeKQOMhdhZcO8uTnEysFDZT8X_atgVd-4iY4J8HVlq1NrpCyqtC0w19SI-YayRy-T60/s1600/IMG_3335.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI2_w49kx-vANmYNk9-1qQkPytO9srYKaQZZO5dLXneb8BJrfR0pP97VrIAeVH9HYtuqIRivVmuOeKQOMhdhZcO8uTnEysFDZT8X_atgVd-4iY4J8HVlq1NrpCyqtC0w19SI-YayRy-T60/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495682687783185730" border="0" /></a><br />I then took a little nap after the tile was done and dad woke me up later to have him help put the toilet in. So, for 2 hours, I learned the inner workings of the toilet and how to put one together. We had some false alarms, but we eventually got it to work out. And now mom is very happy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0U0FWIKO78h-sWfFHZjvqJ7kldNp-m4tEP4YMFBmlVvELwTXs5mw4fXNh_Mdf_cSBgpB6ow-u4gBPmVij_xWc2xAoLTZ6oN2NvNPI-mXJuXnYFN_Y7YTbP9yBzRDdP-1s7Sask7dv2iI/s1600/IMG_3337.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0U0FWIKO78h-sWfFHZjvqJ7kldNp-m4tEP4YMFBmlVvELwTXs5mw4fXNh_Mdf_cSBgpB6ow-u4gBPmVij_xWc2xAoLTZ6oN2NvNPI-mXJuXnYFN_Y7YTbP9yBzRDdP-1s7Sask7dv2iI/s400/IMG_3337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495683152265201026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDEk557CzM51w_5XxHkzkP4TZMEZtrevwjU2R4X7b1nEfx6f8116lxT-pWZ4u66Oje23ToGwdkzOTRwu9H2snJxO3hKQ9CPvK_nfaQsRbX6I_j7ulzvASR9WpXwwzFi5Vrb-RuSzwPSaE/s1600/IMG_3339.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDEk557CzM51w_5XxHkzkP4TZMEZtrevwjU2R4X7b1nEfx6f8116lxT-pWZ4u66Oje23ToGwdkzOTRwu9H2snJxO3hKQ9CPvK_nfaQsRbX6I_j7ulzvASR9WpXwwzFi5Vrb-RuSzwPSaE/s400/IMG_3339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495683473485478322" border="0" /></a>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-89744351924798751362010-07-15T21:34:00.001-07:002010-07-15T22:04:39.375-07:00Projects # 38, 39, & 40<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHWiUEr9yPKCtYvBBUIpP5poSWmRF-fX3CIzFeASfeF0Bqe_YkYGABn5cfl74RsC54vRafcWP1DcNRFU4Al2Hl9WklIV85MQT-L1Jjm5Ue4iV0zzLteu_PNxoz4soeLkp4rpqAnzljln98/s1600/Mesa+Temple.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494365424420714690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHWiUEr9yPKCtYvBBUIpP5poSWmRF-fX3CIzFeASfeF0Bqe_YkYGABn5cfl74RsC54vRafcWP1DcNRFU4Al2Hl9WklIV85MQT-L1Jjm5Ue4iV0zzLteu_PNxoz4soeLkp4rpqAnzljln98/s400/Mesa+Temple.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0O4-c4nePSypwkX218MdGJMg82zJHbFKyAODgyIFdFzF7o08F_gke_9r6r6eP5UoHcAIMB6lugr9P_GIdH0JFRQYP2KI0Jfvc2X17CvWPhnjnFSi0zDCT_ZiuT6YOZciM8Q72_wupai2b/s1600/IMG_3328.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494365216732842642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0O4-c4nePSypwkX218MdGJMg82zJHbFKyAODgyIFdFzF7o08F_gke_9r6r6eP5UoHcAIMB6lugr9P_GIdH0JFRQYP2KI0Jfvc2X17CvWPhnjnFSi0zDCT_ZiuT6YOZciM8Q72_wupai2b/s400/IMG_3328.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhioNBFA1jx-2XTM8e4ocTfU0YsNFT1pw1ZPt4giLdV7W8UYsCAOm5p0lAFfwPYmQYoUWc_PWYOkTxn7h4Gg-jVMZu5CuvtEUbakMHG-hmPcgzd8o8_YcLkLmMYkck9rdu5gvTOdXtOfTbX/s1600/IMG_3320.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494365202819036930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhioNBFA1jx-2XTM8e4ocTfU0YsNFT1pw1ZPt4giLdV7W8UYsCAOm5p0lAFfwPYmQYoUWc_PWYOkTxn7h4Gg-jVMZu5CuvtEUbakMHG-hmPcgzd8o8_YcLkLmMYkck9rdu5gvTOdXtOfTbX/s400/IMG_3320.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg876QjiIbTcPoacJT91KuGhRaQsns0xKHJdiT0CgkwiuaUGBLa4DjuHgACr85n6f6nmtal9q24gRy_1Gv9WaKXEHJ46glEpK2VJryROI84icSjcRVvWL8pHFeRmDuCHA7ov_k7KuirQbno/s1600/IMG_3335.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494364761129003554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg876QjiIbTcPoacJT91KuGhRaQsns0xKHJdiT0CgkwiuaUGBLa4DjuHgACr85n6f6nmtal9q24gRy_1Gv9WaKXEHJ46glEpK2VJryROI84icSjcRVvWL8pHFeRmDuCHA7ov_k7KuirQbno/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" /></a><br /><div>What is there? 25 days left of summer? Oh heavens. I feel like summer just started. But isn't that always the way it is? So the pictures are in chronological order- the Mesa Temple, the bathroom, Ice Blocking, and the bathroom again. </div><div>On Tuesday, I went school supplies shopping. No, not clothes shopping. Well, at least it wasn't <em>supposted</em> to be a clothes shopping trip. That is, however, how it turned out. With some school supplies. But because Mother dearest payed, she is holding them hostage as bribe to do all my chores over the summer. Oh yeah, and I read a book. </div><div>Wednesday was a hugely busy day. Me and my friend Rachelle went to the temple to do baptisms for the dead, just because we felt like it. It was a great experience, and after baptisms, we ate in the cafateria of the temple. That was a new experience; but the food was quite good. Then we walked across the street to the Family History Center and we had a good time learning how to index. It's really cool; I was retyping a New York Census from 1910. Then I came home and worked on the bathroom, then I went to mutual, and we were Ice Blocking. Don't tell anyone, cause it's illegal. Super fun though, and it was my first time. </div><div>Today, I went to the library and had great success. I love the library; it makes me feel good inside. Then, me and Dad commenced to work on and finish the floor work in the bathroom in a mere 6 1/2 hours. So awesome. It's done now, although we are going to put sealer on tomorrow. So, wish me and Dad luck. </div><div>Oh yes: Conquer. </div></div></div></div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-35121996577998361542010-07-12T10:06:00.000-07:002010-07-12T10:35:46.796-07:00Projects # 33, 34, 35, 36, & 37<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvv33cf2nfZ6z_I44kHgFoWo3lZYFtNqBEHuUsmpHR9VoktS8DtZ0-fvh3_Ow0KVawCdUBFAiVVqD0ru1ac079T-4nvFzJZ2kK2OhPBoOFy_b9gN9s_OdBhoAe_UNYIjbjfqgS_BFfHvL/s1600/IMG_3317.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493073570802906978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvv33cf2nfZ6z_I44kHgFoWo3lZYFtNqBEHuUsmpHR9VoktS8DtZ0-fvh3_Ow0KVawCdUBFAiVVqD0ru1ac079T-4nvFzJZ2kK2OhPBoOFy_b9gN9s_OdBhoAe_UNYIjbjfqgS_BFfHvL/s400/IMG_3317.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDpr3Nbix5GbL4PM7E5hopxdcbkvw4N689GxD3E-JvMQwKp1YaY89yv-Y6J2UfMTfmJia5m5wGgwRlR6dz0AlwKhuC3rnoE5KIkqJEO66-_PacZTzLCR3Xos282YeAr2ixcwXeNiig85qV/s1600/IMG_3315.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493073564192948210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDpr3Nbix5GbL4PM7E5hopxdcbkvw4N689GxD3E-JvMQwKp1YaY89yv-Y6J2UfMTfmJia5m5wGgwRlR6dz0AlwKhuC3rnoE5KIkqJEO66-_PacZTzLCR3Xos282YeAr2ixcwXeNiig85qV/s400/IMG_3315.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXbZYshuUBxrqbPPW4Nsf810HbaPhYoLBrsoDtqTgpXtyaquaYD0rxnnE68N9EFo197N0FP28c6WwXy7oXB2Pxdl627LZMkE3FdTF4EA2mXa-KvFlE8n255aVnRdDr097LaBx8uPNhsT0/s1600/img_3293.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493072907466388354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXbZYshuUBxrqbPPW4Nsf810HbaPhYoLBrsoDtqTgpXtyaquaYD0rxnnE68N9EFo197N0FP28c6WwXy7oXB2Pxdl627LZMkE3FdTF4EA2mXa-KvFlE8n255aVnRdDr097LaBx8uPNhsT0/s400/img_3293.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><strong>WARNING: THIS WILL BE A VERY LONG BLOG POST.</strong> </div><br /><div>I was gone in Chandler for longer than expected, otherwise I would have posted sooner, but I'm home now, so we can all rejoice. Kinda sad, though, I haven't blogged in a week. Oh, the injustice! I know you're all dying. And speaking of my readers, I really do appreciate comments. Give me suggestions of stuff I could do, or tell me that I should get out more, or that I'm obviously nuts. Anything would be appreciated. I feel like I haven't heard from anyone in a long time. But now, to business. Oh, and the pictures are me boating with Syd and Amanda, and my brother with my adorable nephew Will.<br /></div><div><strong>Wednesday</strong>: I went on a rather unexpected boating trip with my other sisters to Bartlett Lake. I was gone from 6:30 AM to 6 PM. And I escaped with only minimal burns. It was so fun, though. And for those of you that don't know, I have this huge fear of swimming in large bodies of water, so I don't. Never swam in a lake before Wednesday, and I actually handled it pretty well, and I got in a lot. My brother Jon can testify to this because when we went to Lake Powell when I was 8, I screamed bloody murder when he forced me to get in the water and I got straight out again. I wasn't brave enough to wakeboard, but I did do the tube a couple times.<br /><strong>Thursday:</strong> Me and mom went to Chandler to go shopping for Advanced Vocal once again, and just for school as well. I'm sure my sister Becky will raid my closet when she stays in my room while I'm not here in August. (Yes, Becky, you can) I got some really nice dress pants and some Sunday clothes....plus some shoes and shirts. I had to steal hangers from my brothers room so that I could hang my clothes up. Sorry Ben.<br /><strong>The Rest of Thursday-Sunday: </strong>I was at my friends' house in Chandler. I've known the twins, Caitlin and Megan, for a long time, and it was nice to see them. I even went to church with them. We had great food and watched some awesome movies. Plus, their dog is in love with me, and he follows me around wherever I go. Lots of fun! </div><div><strong>Today:</strong> I am doing laundry. And going to the library. And the gym. And going swimming. I just really need to catch up because I haven't cleaned my room in almost a week. So, I think I can keep myself busy.<br /></div><div>Don't forget to comment!</div></div></div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-55330627370467642282010-07-06T10:11:00.000-07:002010-07-06T10:41:34.822-07:00Projects # 29, 30, 31, & 32<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2pu1yayrvLGkoqcUy1glRqZRx0rsaHmulMWXASFcOxnete_QYOYmQCy0CXlQI3XGaW-Ht3gNt1U3BPE05yIGq1PlWLhtFCv1C69WlCvmWf0b3UBAEbgzGNvvwPsKnZWCCaHtSPDcBru5/s1600/IMG_3313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2pu1yayrvLGkoqcUy1glRqZRx0rsaHmulMWXASFcOxnete_QYOYmQCy0CXlQI3XGaW-Ht3gNt1U3BPE05yIGq1PlWLhtFCv1C69WlCvmWf0b3UBAEbgzGNvvwPsKnZWCCaHtSPDcBru5/s400/IMG_3313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490849665874004306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjagW9inMH15zvQEmjbN4-WID1HH-qACq6APEVgzfYt0kvjem2Z4hXMYWsD3Ld2xjty_Ueg9e76_tIWRIgx_vSrM-vy5Qx5GUoz0BmROqyrDwGmQr_M8mPBrdEFjma6gYjzmw1JKFIMUVC3/s1600/IMG_3311.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjagW9inMH15zvQEmjbN4-WID1HH-qACq6APEVgzfYt0kvjem2Z4hXMYWsD3Ld2xjty_Ueg9e76_tIWRIgx_vSrM-vy5Qx5GUoz0BmROqyrDwGmQr_M8mPBrdEFjma6gYjzmw1JKFIMUVC3/s400/IMG_3311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490849534849022434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzXNVUsgU1MBQmiuX7DfZONpEz3z6Q8UH-U5ATKtghWS5iqujLHq0KH6-0ivLbB_Zy_pBEWQo05ty7k7oWVlPk2faMBdm_Yur7ebnAbR-k-y9TTBcqA28H8L8a5CShCecBaSYGMYzeB443/s1600/IMG_3310.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzXNVUsgU1MBQmiuX7DfZONpEz3z6Q8UH-U5ATKtghWS5iqujLHq0KH6-0ivLbB_Zy_pBEWQo05ty7k7oWVlPk2faMBdm_Yur7ebnAbR-k-y9TTBcqA28H8L8a5CShCecBaSYGMYzeB443/s400/IMG_3310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490849527438968066" /></a><br />You don't even have to tell me that I'm a slacker. I already know. It just seems like every night when I should be blogging, I'm absolutely exhausted. Lame excuse, I know. But anyway; these past few days have been interesting. <div>Friday: I went on a date. Oh, don't be so surprised! I date. Anyway, I was on a date with a kid that was in my seminary class last year. It was really fun- we played tennis. And all I have to say about that is that I did get it over the net every time even if my aim was a little off. There were pictures taken, but not on my camera, so sorry. </div><div>Saturday: See, this is the problem. I put off blogging and I can't even remember what I did 3 days ago. Aha! Me and mom went shopping because I need a dress for Advanced Vocal next year. And yes, I did find something. But there will be no pictures. Then I watched a great movie(sort of weird) called Bleak House. Watch it. </div><div>Yesterday: I helped my dad remodel the upstairs bathroom. We really are getting pretty far. That's what the pictures are about. Dad and I also took a side trip to McDonald's on our way back from Home Depot, but that's not important. We then celebrated the 4th and had a nice dinner. </div><div>Today: I plan to swim and perhaps we will continue on the bathroom. </div><div>And now that you have been thoroughly bored, tune in for my next blog post which will not be for a while because I'm going to Chandler for a few days. Later, all. Have a nice week! </div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-74784517911318245032010-07-01T10:02:00.000-07:002010-07-01T10:33:45.073-07:00Projects # 26. 27, & 28<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJh108bXnz3jQHxW6ld7K8AWgKmULLq68XudFOg07nhgLHaTwJcCvi59b6LEymFOgELVTc8TPcXJ_gCr2jRHtN79aXsyPuAXIsLabnNBM65U3bc4K9pGw6t93lETj82dxs_irh7NZYgFaY/s1600/IMG_3298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJh108bXnz3jQHxW6ld7K8AWgKmULLq68XudFOg07nhgLHaTwJcCvi59b6LEymFOgELVTc8TPcXJ_gCr2jRHtN79aXsyPuAXIsLabnNBM65U3bc4K9pGw6t93lETj82dxs_irh7NZYgFaY/s400/IMG_3298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488992121154907250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPh418iHC8Oqh_POgnu4s5y2avDZt9TT-FF-hjK-JQiBV9p9kZ404NcL9ShWTl1cmP8hLCrW9sAxg4iliRA6I6eQe8RcLDX9IURjTwSqFCU-EoRTO5sj_kqxF5NNT9r-SJyFcJBICIjBjc/s1600/IMG_3299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPh418iHC8Oqh_POgnu4s5y2avDZt9TT-FF-hjK-JQiBV9p9kZ404NcL9ShWTl1cmP8hLCrW9sAxg4iliRA6I6eQe8RcLDX9IURjTwSqFCU-EoRTO5sj_kqxF5NNT9r-SJyFcJBICIjBjc/s400/IMG_3299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488992014138885106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvVK1X7V5ZoYiuXC0vDbRkENkfttxcJWxYKPPh1Raswm-GyJWb0S3_1qP7ByWhmoG53W63Jq1EWL6doqDHTrWQEMxclg0cHL1Q1Qv-ugduLFXIxg_5HBdn84W5eQhPjNzFdoeW8HAnKB5/s1600/IMG_3294.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvVK1X7V5ZoYiuXC0vDbRkENkfttxcJWxYKPPh1Raswm-GyJWb0S3_1qP7ByWhmoG53W63Jq1EWL6doqDHTrWQEMxclg0cHL1Q1Qv-ugduLFXIxg_5HBdn84W5eQhPjNzFdoeW8HAnKB5/s400/IMG_3294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488991850911667682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG1wwQD9X6qn_7ceINtn25OlFn80Abm4tREFY_aV5L2eonzz1Ppp4jy78X6y_dc6XYXLLsomdPurjkjtjiuNmIv5N2uJ6QgfWdnem_DOeiIR0ZSgZoRChxFgrnY5quqhMjSKdKQ8Slc_Ei/s1600/IMG_3249.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG1wwQD9X6qn_7ceINtn25OlFn80Abm4tREFY_aV5L2eonzz1Ppp4jy78X6y_dc6XYXLLsomdPurjkjtjiuNmIv5N2uJ6QgfWdnem_DOeiIR0ZSgZoRChxFgrnY5quqhMjSKdKQ8Slc_Ei/s400/IMG_3249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488991836352753202" /></a><br />I feel gross. And I have a headache. So my post might be a little more cynical than usual. <div>Monday: I had an awesome day with my best friend shopping all over the place and just having the general amount of fun. What? School is coming up; I have to be prepared. </div><div>Tuesday: What I really remember about that day was talking to my sister for a really long time on Skype, and, oh yes, I got asked on a date. That'll be on Friday. Then Ben came home and we went to the midnight showing of Eclipse. And no, it was not my idea. And I'm not going to tell you what I thought about it, or what team I'm on, or even if I want to see it again, because I don't like airing my opinions on world-wide phenomenons. Anyways, I crashed that morning in my clothes. </div><div>Wednesday: Went for a nice swim, and then I went to the library. Surprise, surprise. Since me and my sister watched X-Men: Origins, I wanted to see all the others because I haven't before. So I put them on hold and I went and got them. I watched them, and I think I like them. I'll have to watch the third one before I decide. I then went to the cannery and fed 2,000 people by bagging rice. It was fun. Then Ben and I went to Chipotle. (We got a free burrito with our midnight showing tickets, pretty awesome) </div><div>Anyway, the pictures are of the bathroom, not yet completed, Ben and I at the midnight showing, my nephew Will with his parents(my brother and sister-in-law), and an old picture of me and Morgan that I forgot about. I'll try to do something constructive today; I'm pretty tired. </div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-58591150649758549172010-06-26T21:12:00.000-07:002010-06-26T22:07:04.631-07:00Projects # 22, 23, 24, & 25<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdntWKdl68aUJlu7fH_b7QWhH_cKa2dSkGDPju1P09GDVwYfnR_BziQZ5DLcyhjvhIrUV2dg7t469_BJQWCru07hpU3A0UGK1GlmWK7TjX_O19mse5cwxvrb2aqohCtOnI_VZD1UtDcFr5/s1600/IMG_2886.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdntWKdl68aUJlu7fH_b7QWhH_cKa2dSkGDPju1P09GDVwYfnR_BziQZ5DLcyhjvhIrUV2dg7t469_BJQWCru07hpU3A0UGK1GlmWK7TjX_O19mse5cwxvrb2aqohCtOnI_VZD1UtDcFr5/s400/IMG_2886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487315549516509986" /></a><br /> It has been so hard for me to keep up lately. I've been running the household now that my mom is gone in Idaho with my brother, sister-in-law, and nephew. Cooking dinner and keeping the boys in order is not as easy as it looks. So, thanks mom. I can't take any pictures because my mom took the camera with her to Idaho. Soooo, I'll post pictures when my mom comes home. Now, onto the long part.<div>Wednesday: I went to a pool party. Sort of. I didn't actually do anything; I just sat in the pool and talked to some girls. I think I watched a movie, too. </div><div>Thursday: Went to the library. (yes!) My mom left for Idaho, and me an Ben hung out. I'm pretty sure I went swimming and had a workout that day- I distinctly remember saving a bee from a sad death of drowning. Heaven knows why, but I have a strange affection for bees.</div><div>Friday: Cleaned. Lots. I sorta went into a frenzy, and I made a very nice dinner for the boys, since my dad came home that night. I read a bit and I probably watched a movie. I have this thing with watching movies because I am a very...visual person. I like to see things. It was also my best friend Louisa's birthday, and I wish her many happy returns. Happy Sweet 16!</div><div>Today: I went shopping for a present, and then I helped my dad tile his bathroom- grueling process, but I have gained a respect for disco era music. Especially the BeeGee's and Michael Jackson. (We were listening to my dad's era of music.) And now most of the bathroom is tiled. So the picture is not recent, but it is what I was doing today. </div><div>Hope everyone had a happy week. I know I did. </div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-12871890194240547962010-06-22T16:37:00.001-07:002010-06-22T16:50:44.415-07:00Projects # 20 & 21<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQneLcx4s1-5uHIobZjPHfyYXa4W7wi39ZJGv8rQMA-Yc-jm6tO25ZjrtPdPzqW2PoXBKwWLsplIV1IOBhiKKqj722dMjayygrx1cc_tYGPy7OBgZdsABLTN3XV5OdP6Cizl2OEwS_i3Gs/s1600/IMG_0787.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQneLcx4s1-5uHIobZjPHfyYXa4W7wi39ZJGv8rQMA-Yc-jm6tO25ZjrtPdPzqW2PoXBKwWLsplIV1IOBhiKKqj722dMjayygrx1cc_tYGPy7OBgZdsABLTN3XV5OdP6Cizl2OEwS_i3Gs/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485749657959967250" /></a><br />I was just looking back in the past today and decided to put this picture up. So much younger......<div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The Report:</div><div>Yesterday, I went to the gym at an excruciatingly early hour (10:30 AM) and worked out for about an hour. It was pretty much uneventful besides the fact that I smashed my foot in the Elliptical machine. The best part was that no one even noticed. Or at least, I don't think so. Then I read some books, watched a movie, and went to Chipotle with my Mom and Ben. Sorry Dad. For FHE we played Up Words and I really feel like I did terrible. </div><div>Today, however, I awoke even later than usual, took a swim (that was fun; all by myself) and then I went off to piano. I feel bad for my piano teacher; I was at camp all last week, so I didn't have a lot of time to practice. All she said to me was: "Maybe work on everything for one more week." Hint, hint. Then, as usual, I proceeded to the place with many books and spent some time there. I just finished watching a movie, and now I plan to do some vacuuming at the request of my mother. I've been having a pretty easy week so far. I think I might go to the gym tonight though- maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get my foot stuck in the Elliptical again. </div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-71315162789863997692010-06-20T14:52:00.000-07:002010-06-20T16:23:54.277-07:00Projects # 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, &, uh, 19Don't blame me. I was gone all week. Well, most of the week. I enjoy a quiet life; you know me. <div>Monday- I babysat some rowdy kids in Apache Junction (I got very lost trying to drive there) for about 5 hours and crashed. </div><div>Tuesday- Same as Monday. Only I didn't get lost and I got a membership to a gym. Only I haven't used it yet. </div><div>Wednesday- LEFT FOR GIRLS CAMP. I was a YCL this year, so it was crazy and I had to do a lot of stuff. </div><div>Thursday- Saturday- Was occupied at Girls Camp and came home Saturday very unhappy, unwilling to listen to anything anyone wanted me to do, and absolutely filthy. </div><div><br /></div><div> Some tidbits about Girls Camp: I was bruised, bitten, and burned, but it was an overall good experience. My friend woke me up in the middle of the night (that was scary) because she had to go to the bathroom and I went on a hike that almost made me unrecognizable. It was very scary and one girl almost fell off the cliff. Some girls from another ward also broke our addie window and scared some people to death, and I also learned that some trees smell like vanilla. Fun fun. </div><div><br /></div><div>In other news, Happy Birthday to my sister Becky who just turned 20. Love you! And Happy Father's Day to my awesome dad. </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEo0rWPJEP2Iy7eisPDgwxmqq5atkxOIE881b2SlbVYw4KbQpinm2s_Qq1EDBwW8yEtjnHiBE0vt1AhHIdUwonwtREIQtzSIAy7ZlYIJhiPyM9bi8j9mo0pV2lgNaIRBoQDnqTLd1C29hM/s1600/Becky.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEo0rWPJEP2Iy7eisPDgwxmqq5atkxOIE881b2SlbVYw4KbQpinm2s_Qq1EDBwW8yEtjnHiBE0vt1AhHIdUwonwtREIQtzSIAy7ZlYIJhiPyM9bi8j9mo0pV2lgNaIRBoQDnqTLd1C29hM/s400/Becky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484997187770148002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheAcPoMEFAharHUBl8PEOZSrv9rJhuI50UlhUiC3YSlgUc9SPpoArZwS1eGKYiZ9h_EbRGTRH4oXQE7Ud1IdmLCFe6iDY0fxsrYn8Pf6MrUe8i9DRvGzE1CBgh-ivpAJ3Hd8beyZnJ0qt-/s1600/12-24-2008+020.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheAcPoMEFAharHUBl8PEOZSrv9rJhuI50UlhUiC3YSlgUc9SPpoArZwS1eGKYiZ9h_EbRGTRH4oXQE7Ud1IdmLCFe6iDY0fxsrYn8Pf6MrUe8i9DRvGzE1CBgh-ivpAJ3Hd8beyZnJ0qt-/s320/12-24-2008+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484999101030554194" /></a>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-35112305783797939182010-06-11T16:38:00.000-07:002010-06-11T17:06:17.552-07:00Project # 10, 11, 12, & 13<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN-5kcDuDq2pRVfOwew4eoAzBmplifu2dcn-R9INds2lFxOJthr2m-CSFJkmXumBJr96YHSR4zs7W9Twer-_IuVR07Gf25j2kgZWoVd56Mduo7mixZVJWGIr78zgyDrxGkiQ3S7PPi-zgh/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN-5kcDuDq2pRVfOwew4eoAzBmplifu2dcn-R9INds2lFxOJthr2m-CSFJkmXumBJr96YHSR4zs7W9Twer-_IuVR07Gf25j2kgZWoVd56Mduo7mixZVJWGIr78zgyDrxGkiQ3S7PPi-zgh/s400/IMG_3245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481670911568932962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiomy7rZ9NaT1Gd-86WITh7sScyaVtOMgiz7P2CUcEpQu4uX18wPf87o5wGe7ipBpTuDdLz3WREBg1Zkazu51txILYaUuediK9yAhe2QpH80Q_dVUaYYfCBiZ2DeR8KOXUV9-qadQCsHsvy/s1600/IMG_3242.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiomy7rZ9NaT1Gd-86WITh7sScyaVtOMgiz7P2CUcEpQu4uX18wPf87o5wGe7ipBpTuDdLz3WREBg1Zkazu51txILYaUuediK9yAhe2QpH80Q_dVUaYYfCBiZ2DeR8KOXUV9-qadQCsHsvy/s400/IMG_3242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481670748987768210" /></a><br />Oh. My. Gosh. Can I say that I'm behind? But I am making up for not only today but tomorrow as well, so I don't have to worry about it. So: <div>Wednesday: (I know I blogged that day, but it was in the morning, so I didn't count that day- I have to remind myself never to do that again, totally threw me off) I went to Prescott for a day trip with Dad, Lauren, and Morgan and we had a considerably lovely time. The weather was quite a bit cooler than in Mesa, and there was actually a cool breeze. We looked through some shops and had lunch at an old hotel while Morgan gnawed her way through a pickle. I didn't think she had it in her. I don't have any pictures of that day because they are all on Lauren's camera, but there is a picture of me playing on an ancient piano in an even more ancient hotel lobby on Facebook. Don't look for it. </div><div>Yesterday: I went to the mall with my dad, Lauren, and Morgan and she had her first experience on the Merry-Go-Round. We're still not sure if the face she was pulling was because she was feeling sick or that she was actually liking it. We then went to a very long trip to Michael's (Don't ask) and Morgan had fun sucking on the package for glow sticks while we listened to Paula Dean advertising for home cooking every 13 minutes. I also went for a rather intense swim and worked out liked I haven't for a while. </div><div>Today: Woke up at 5 AM randomly. It was super fun. I attended a YCL camp meeting this morning and then I went- guess where- the library. Does that sound like Hermione Granger to you? I then played with Morgan and me and Lauren watched a movie. Plus, tonight, me and my dad are going to a baseball game- St. Louis Cardinals against the Diamondbacks. Should be a laugh, apparently. </div><div>Tomorrow: I am going to relax after Lauren and Morgan's flight and have a movie day. I think I deserve it, don't you? </div><div>One word: Success. </div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-24330818605949613772010-06-09T09:36:00.000-07:002010-06-09T09:54:03.349-07:00Project # 8 & 9Sorry it took me so long to post; I've been a little busy. Monday, me, Lauren and Morgan went to the library and we had great fun. Everyone looked at Morgan and not at us- I was quite offended. But I got some books (Lauren is reading them all, of course) and a movie. We played with Morgan for a while and at bath time she "gave me loves." What this really means is I put my cheek next to Morgans mouth and say: "Give me loves!" And then she will proceed to give you and open mouth slobber-kiss that is gross but so adorable at the same time. I forgot to mention that on Monday, I worked really hard on my Personal Progress for Young Womens so that I can get it all done this summer. Yesterday, I worked on my PP (surprise, surprise) and I had piano. Then we played with Morgan, had bath time (more slobber kisses!) and we watched a movie- Wolverine. I was prepared to hate it because it's all macho and I'm-such-a-man-I-have-claws-coming-out-of-my-hands movie. But I did like it and I do admit; I have a thing for Hugh Jackman. Well, I always have. There really aren't any pictures of Morgan because we haven't been taking any; sorry. But I think that this suffices.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDTRQWxvI0NG8SztMvDQl3aPKbIMa_kj5dQNonidKsBWxu7O-yOvlICPplah_OrU72E2pMtuMZ8i4bmglnIHKenpJ4oeTxz3MhqzyFNUhKDSX8ld9yjvb7rMdsZWkhnh2Ik7mkm60RUXE/s1600/Wolverine.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDTRQWxvI0NG8SztMvDQl3aPKbIMa_kj5dQNonidKsBWxu7O-yOvlICPplah_OrU72E2pMtuMZ8i4bmglnIHKenpJ4oeTxz3MhqzyFNUhKDSX8ld9yjvb7rMdsZWkhnh2Ik7mkm60RUXE/s400/Wolverine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480818088691156450" /></a>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-68737464104750816302010-06-05T19:50:00.000-07:002010-06-05T20:36:59.685-07:00Project # 6 & 7<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg65hMs7tvByRvWvYtphOO94RXtU3zhxBSZbjzaa31XcC_2iGko6ZmYk-0iGNTNDkVUx1tuUFwddSzB4gq9295VG8fyhRXroYcA1TCAHfOlNUk2vTZTdtXp6aG9DgvCLoGZEWMe9ITbgk_U/s1600/IMG_3222.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkEbdobmbXEp236Y-zlRs0-E3f_C8_aO1TR6DDfJ_aWc0vtsSgu1UQYh5gnHzJ7_INn6hFi4OTlw16HUH7rPahyphenhyphensnoXToYxbgsQ0vZoEtrf7TQyY5uWmstJmpwRaKFdXGfvY6GWZ3qJ1iP/s400/IMG_2202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479495425351486466" /></a><br />Yesterday, Me, Lauren and Morgan went swimming! It was her first time in a big pool, and I personally think that she did very well, and she was even kicking on her own. She's a swimmer in the making! But she did get a little upset towards the end, so we didn't stay in too long. She was not too thrilled about sunscreen, as you can imagine, but it was necessary. She even liked to splash. So- success. Today was good too, even though I didn't see as much of Morgan as yesterday. Me and Lauren went shopping at the coolest place ever in Tempe. Totally bohemian, but great just the same. Me and Lauren got some great clothes and had a great time trying to get in and out of skinny jeans that were a little too tight. But- still so much fun! Shortly after we came home, our new oven came! It looks great in the kitchen, and my dad is still raving over it. Lauren and Morgan went to dinner at the Cheescake Factory with some of Erik's relatives that live here, and I watched a movie. Remember how I was watching all the Harry Potter's but I had to skip the 4th because I couldn't find it? Well, when I was cleaning the other day, I found it, so I watched it today. It was made so long ago! I'd forgotten. But I hope that no one minds I put so many pictures up; I'm trying to keep my brother-in-law in the loop! Hope you're doing well Erik! We miss you!Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567569365388263132.post-60581931554687584482010-06-03T19:41:00.000-07:002010-06-03T20:15:14.618-07:00Project # 5- Lauren & Morgan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5gKpCIBxm3EZmK6oj_PkueQiblxa8isXcMVWG34BbzX_DxVLTwAeOV08hJettrJXL8TBv2ZSeEZ2euf3rXsO0SP9xDJTCEgnqcD0uJVU0YDbD28ftREO7P6bA8teFroVGeYvjb9q6Twt/s1600/img_3205.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5gKpCIBxm3EZmK6oj_PkueQiblxa8isXcMVWG34BbzX_DxVLTwAeOV08hJettrJXL8TBv2ZSeEZ2euf3rXsO0SP9xDJTCEgnqcD0uJVU0YDbD28ftREO7P6bA8teFroVGeYvjb9q6Twt/s400/img_3205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478748782428947170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcIzXuaZYSvdASd2THXlEKiENdhz6phG8mV9AQmk_j4lQUHfS3ANZrCHGmLTV1fL1tF3x1eAgd45KIirLLygc5Pksg8LE173SHH72mADcuyVcR3smyqeG8lWRxUukSIqcaHTPXV8l-AoV/s1600/IMG_3214.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcIzXuaZYSvdASd2THXlEKiENdhz6phG8mV9AQmk_j4lQUHfS3ANZrCHGmLTV1fL1tF3x1eAgd45KIirLLygc5Pksg8LE173SHH72mADcuyVcR3smyqeG8lWRxUukSIqcaHTPXV8l-AoV/s400/IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478748401057085938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekk0JyTOB9HMFQteIoM9_q-GCKUB_62r-3CnVg5MYeYUl0Zi-BYzvwsYdnZgw1xgKl5rbaGW1cYn55r-PksYAndSA5fHxrGv2fCwWYizdKxxkDyDgG2ZaDnAhdIHt60emtC1q4kSN2NfM/s1600/IMG_3215.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekk0JyTOB9HMFQteIoM9_q-GCKUB_62r-3CnVg5MYeYUl0Zi-BYzvwsYdnZgw1xgKl5rbaGW1cYn55r-PksYAndSA5fHxrGv2fCwWYizdKxxkDyDgG2ZaDnAhdIHt60emtC1q4kSN2NfM/s400/IMG_3215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478748391726382002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_dwNxAo3EfI4pzrngJN6yUK5MKd2ag25nS1USu4_CLU-8jYEKIneAt8qqbLIjMxr8tLLkyCwym-FaGEbdn8XmmiZQW1yX6FxnE34Lv3dEb4tqqB69ESic8Ggtuw-LBqKCur74cXeWyED_/s1600/IMG_3213.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_dwNxAo3EfI4pzrngJN6yUK5MKd2ag25nS1USu4_CLU-8jYEKIneAt8qqbLIjMxr8tLLkyCwym-FaGEbdn8XmmiZQW1yX6FxnE34Lv3dEb4tqqB69ESic8Ggtuw-LBqKCur74cXeWyED_/s400/IMG_3213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478748382929606066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiEhq8rbF9_h5CgkCFwDpopkEgwhlTQvUwzEIVCMUh-zgSDLybBH8z-4M_ZN_FDLeL9_KjHHz-evU23A2RBALHL2_SByYDwFiafga_amXIHtD_hty9SsgQJBprZdQK85tCGUcgso6C6gH/s1600/IMG_3206.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiEhq8rbF9_h5CgkCFwDpopkEgwhlTQvUwzEIVCMUh-zgSDLybBH8z-4M_ZN_FDLeL9_KjHHz-evU23A2RBALHL2_SByYDwFiafga_amXIHtD_hty9SsgQJBprZdQK85tCGUcgso6C6gH/s400/IMG_3206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478748374360884834" /></a><div><div>This morning me and my mom went and picked my oldest sister, Lauren, and my niece, Morgan up from the airport. I was very excited to see my niece after so long, and of course, my lovely sister. I am proud to say that I was the first to get her to smile- and as she grinned toothlessly away at me my heart just sang. These pictures are when we were feeding her and I got to play with her. I am SO proud!</div><div><br /></div><div>I am mostly posting these pictures for my brother-in-law, Erik, who has been so kind to let us steal Morgan and Lauren for such a long time. Thanks Erik! I'll keep you updated and put lots more pictures up as the visit progresses. </div><div><br /></div><div>Morgan was actually very patient and good today. We thought that she would be unhappy and ornery, but she laughed and smiled like anything. But by the time we went to the store, she was on her last straw; the only thing that kept her happy was Lauren's chapstick that quickly became saturated in saliva. And when bath time rolled around, she was NOT a happy camper- her dad wasn't there, she was in a strange place, and Uncle Ben was doing more than strange things. (Typical) But we are so excited that she is here and we hope that her visit will be a good one! </div></div>Lindsay Boizellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13563665793593283604noreply@blogger.com2