<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:42:34.076-06:00</updated><category term='kayden'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='travels'/><category term='summer'/><category term='boyfriend'/><category term='girly'/><category term='funny'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='self-control'/><category term='i confess'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='haylie'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='school'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='i love food'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='crappiness'/><category term='friends'/><category term='movies and TV'/><title type='text'>imagine that?</title><subtitle type='html'>"aoi-chan"
-to design from scratch</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-3007215449503202852</id><published>2009-03-20T23:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:35:03.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>should you come across this blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9uLT6S5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/TN5Jjv__--c/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315511692467784594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9uLT6S5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/TN5Jjv__--c/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. i am married to Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;2. i live on beautiful Vancouver Island&lt;br /&gt;3. i am not the same person i was 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;4. request to read more by emailing me - &lt;a href="mailto:kristin.janzen@gmail.com"&gt;kristin.janzen@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; in order to read &lt;a href="http://www.wishhopedream.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.wishhopedream.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; - it's 2 years later and i'm still blogging... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9t2Bp8KI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SGhPoAXdQWE/s1600-h/kristin+and+kevin+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315511686754070690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9t2Bp8KI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SGhPoAXdQWE/s400/kristin+and+kevin+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (where we live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9tkfAL4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/CNjWlSiZb-8/s1600-h/Canada+Day+2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9s9hg2cI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Yk_MCD6WmMQ/s1600-h/holidays+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315511671586871746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9s9hg2cI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Yk_MCD6WmMQ/s400/holidays+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(me and my 2 year old neice, Haylie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-3007215449503202852?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3007215449503202852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ScR9uLT6S5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/TN5Jjv__--c/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-311170812370840911</id><published>2007-06-11T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:42:17.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wishhopedream.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.wishhopedream.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now it's private, so please send me an email if you want to be on the list to read it!!! i will accept you, do not worry :) i think you have to have a gmail account to access it. and if you don't have a gmail account by now, well, get out of the dark ages!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;email me at &lt;a href="mailto:kristin.eagle@gmail.com"&gt;kristin.eagle@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seriously. i want to add you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(and if you think i don't know you read my blog, i probably do, so don't be embarrased! i probably read yours too!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-311170812370840911?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/311170812370840911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=311170812370840911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/311170812370840911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/311170812370840911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-7647761354692538589</id><published>2007-06-08T09:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:53:50.593-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>i like pink. too bad for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RmzepjUHkEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/njJ_OXVb3I4/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i changed my blog and made it pink pink pink. i love love love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation, pardon me, convocation day came and went, and i have a beautiful degree hanging up on my mom's kitchen wall right now, where i want it to stay forever. well until i move out (ha ha ha................ha). it looks so lovely there where everyone can see! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so proud of me, but really guys, anyone can go to university and get a degree. half the time i felt like i was in high school again. sitting in class isn't hard, and doing the work isn't really that hard either. exams are tricky but seriously, anyone can do it if they wanted to. that i am convinced of. four years seems like a big commitment but it goes SO FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074675062805073954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RmzeFTUHkCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BjSp_dxlUyE/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TCU&lt;/span&gt; place on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; and you have to line up in your respective degree, so they have 3 year B.A., 4 year B.A., Honours B.A.'s, etc, etc. well the one girl who all through uni thought i was like, the biggest slacker and always made comments like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt;, do you STILL not have your essay in yet? oh my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt;!" and then she would laugh sympathetically for me. and roll her eyes. for the last four freaking years. anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking to my friends in the honours line up and she actually says to me, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt;, are you in the right line up?" um, yes.... "you got an honours degree?" UH YES!!!!  SHE of course, got a High Honours degree, but screw that, i was in the right line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074675350567882802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RmzeWDUHkDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aECzSmRmg8g/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i actually walked across the stage, the lady called me "Kirsten" which angers me and i grimaced in fury in front of 5000 people. then another lady put my sash thingy over my head while some important guy who was too important to get up from his fancy chair told me congratulations and shook my hand. then i walked over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;prez&lt;/span&gt; peter who also shook my hand and gave me my actual degree. THEN he asked me what i was planning to do with it. WELL. nobody warned me to have something prepared when i spoke to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. important! i was like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;, ah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;uhmmmm&lt;/span&gt; and like, you only have 5 seconds before the next person was coming so how could i possibly sum up my potential-but so far &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nonexistent&lt;/span&gt;-plans to the most important man in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;saskatoon&lt;/span&gt; besides the mayor? oh Pete. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; myself in front of you. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;shoulda&lt;/span&gt; told him i want to come and work for him. i also forgot to ask him for a tour of his gorgeous house. i kind of forget everything including my name. i mumbled something about staying in the province and he looked at me with pity on my sad life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we took pictures. then we went to earls for some lunch (yum chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;fe&lt;/span&gt; salad) and afterwards  went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;costco&lt;/span&gt;. i bought books. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in textbook buying denial, so lately i have bought four books - Nutrition for Life, Cocktails 101 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;), Blink, and one novel, The Last Summer (of you and me). I read my novel in 2 days. i hate that i read and can't stop and finish books in a day or two. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt; me! blink is supposed to be excellent, it has come highly recommended by many people. book review soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways i am finally done university and likely the content of this blog will change as i no longer have classes or profs or papers to complain about... maybe i need a whole new blog start... hence the change of the look... but possible brand new blog to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin A. Eagle, B.A. &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RmzdkzUHkAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/K0XSSltLebk/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074674504459325442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RmzdkzUHkAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/K0XSSltLebk/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-7647761354692538589?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7647761354692538589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=7647761354692538589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7647761354692538589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7647761354692538589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-like-pink-too-bad-for-you.html' title='i like pink. too bad for you.'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RmzeFTUHkCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BjSp_dxlUyE/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-4554596193400746863</id><published>2007-06-03T21:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:54:46.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>bloggers bloc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't know what is the deal but i have not felt like blogging in forever! it's the weirdest thing... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it'll come back to me. i don't think it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; even though i spend plenty of time on there! but you see, at work i need something to fill my time when there's no work to do, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; has been the perfect remedy! it's harder to blog at work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i get interrupted 50 times. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's talk my car. so far, so perfect. it's so so so nice, i love everything about it! and i love throwing all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cd's&lt;/span&gt; and shoes in there. my neighbor saw me changing my shoes one morning and he asked me if i keep a whole closet in there, and truthfully i sort of do :) the satellite radio is pretty fun too except i can never stay on one station for long and i drive myself crazy flipping through 200 channels. i can't wait to wash my car. in fact i purposely got it all muddy this afternoon after the tiny torrential rain passed so that i can wash it super good tomorrow. indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was so nice. i went fishing out at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;blackstrap&lt;/span&gt; for the day and the weather was so amazing and hot. i felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; amazingly relaxed and we had such good alone time together. as many of you know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt; has moved to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;humboldt&lt;/span&gt;. he and 3 other guys bought into a farm equipment business, and there are three stores they own. one is in PA, one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kinistino&lt;/span&gt;, and then the one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;humboldt&lt;/span&gt;. so yes, he's moved there and so far things are going really good for him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;humboldt&lt;/span&gt; is actually a beautiful little city (it's considered the smallest city in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;saskatchewan&lt;/span&gt;, with 5000 people and growing fast). it's got all the fast food joints and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; is coming. so it's not so small town, and it's only an hour away. so yes, for the time being, i am here and he is there. and things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway back to my weekend, you guys i actually really like fishing! i HATE the actual slimy stinky fish, but when you catch one it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; exciting and really really fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; quite funny fishing actually, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not the conventional, serious fisher... nope i mostly suntan, read, do my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sudoku's&lt;/span&gt;. and only start fishing once someone else has caught one so that i can catch up. i have a new, upgraded, REAL fishing rod now. after last year's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;humongo&lt;/span&gt; fish i caught, i have graduated to real fishing rod status. so proud. anyway i pretty much freak out whenever a fish is being caught &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i think it's so disgusting. but it's fun. and i didn't even burn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i wore sunscreen all day long. i hope my tan lasts longer than a day. too bad i have to sit indoors from 8:30 to 5 all week long. i HATE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k what else, what else. my graduation is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have to get a pic or two in my grad gown and cap. maybe after that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; actually feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; accomplished something major. that's pretty much the reason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going. just to wear the crap, walk across the stage, shake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;peter's&lt;/span&gt; hand (i think i'm gonna ask him for a tour of his gorgeous house) and get that degree. perhaps then it will sink in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not going back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt; and that all that work i did the last four years is all summed up in my little piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;Kristin A Eagle. Bachelor of Arts, Honours. International Studies.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations, self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;lynnel&lt;/span&gt; and my parents went to the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;greek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; on 3rd ave, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;katouki&lt;/span&gt; tavern i think it's called. it was AMAZING! a bit pricey but QUITE the experience. first off, it's beautiful in there. later on they have belly dancers come through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; and go to each table and try to get you to dance with them! it's super funny. and when you leave you get to smash plates! how great is that? oh i loved smashing plates. it's like therapy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt; let me smash his plate so i got to do it twice, how nice of him! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;lynnel&lt;/span&gt; took pictures so hopefully one day she'll upload them. quite the experience, i highly recommend it. and dessert was the most delicious dessert i have ever ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k well i am done blogging now. so sorry i have been so non-existent. i guess i am just a little bit boring lately but yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it'll come back to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-4554596193400746863?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4554596193400746863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=4554596193400746863' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4554596193400746863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4554596193400746863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/06/bloggers-bloc.html' title='bloggers bloc?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1578469650705679756</id><published>2007-05-12T15:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:23:00.396-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>for me? why yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063797155205346642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkY4rvql9VI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PkhhTeUoiak/s400/new+car.jpg" width="439" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2007 Chevy Cobalt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LTZ&lt;/span&gt; Coupe - ALL MINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I decided that this post needed some text to this post, so I'm sharing with you my car experience. Now that I am full time and considered permanent at my job (as opposed to student working whatever hours I want!), have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;guaranteed&lt;/span&gt; income and some stability, it is time to get myself a vehicle. I blew the head gasket in my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sunbird&lt;/span&gt; in December and have been relying on the bus, my family, Jeff, friends ('specially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lynnel&lt;/span&gt; and Angela!) and a couple people from work here, to get around and it has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;verrrrrrrry&lt;/span&gt; inconvenient for me and probably for them as well! If you have had the "opportunity" to give me a ride (am I 16? yes i think so), well then I thank you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I took Friday off (my first PAID holiday day EVER = big deal), and dragged my dad and Jeff all around the city with me. We started off looking at Sherwood Chev and was this close to buying a brand new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aveo&lt;/span&gt;... but I just couldn't buy the first car I looked at, plus I wanted to check out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yaris&lt;/span&gt; and the G5. So went to Toyota, ended up test driving a Corolla but guess what guys, I'm not a mom. And I don't need a mom car. The G5 was next, followed by the upgraded G6, both hot hot cars. The G6 was a bit big for me and the G5 was priced right. This close once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff from Chev called wanting to know if we were coming back for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aveo&lt;/span&gt;. Boyfriend Jeff tells Chev Jeff that I loved the G5 and that we were getting a really good deal there. Chev Jeff tells BF Jeff that if I would come test drive a Cobalt (the Chev equivalent of the Pontiac G5) that they would give me "a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smokin&lt;/span&gt; deal" that I couldn't turn down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Indeed, Chev Jeff was not kidding around! I ended up getting the Cobalt for the same monthly payment as what they had offered me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aveo&lt;/span&gt; for and it's a much cooler car. BF Jeff was amazing at working the price down, and I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy to have him and my dad helping me! They were the ones who convinced me to get a two door! They say I have lots of time for practical four doors in the future :) Dad says I'm too cool for a four door right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. thanks dad! I also got a graduate rebate, where Chev pays my first two payments (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; great!) AND a $1000 "loyalty" rebate because my dad has the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;astro&lt;/span&gt; van registered in his name! We thought it was hilarious that the 1994 van qualified and not the newer Grand Am, but whatever, I got $1000 bucks off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So here's the specs for anyone who might care. It's a 2 door, white 2007 Cobalt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LTZ&lt;/span&gt; with an upgraded stereo (hello it has a 10" sub woofer, and 7 speakers which I think is hilarious! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt; is going to be working hard!), it has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XM&lt;/span&gt; satellite radio built into the system, a remote start (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;YESSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt; BABY!) that detects the temperature and turns the heat/air conditioning on accordingly, and it's an automatic which I wanted. Yes I can drive a standard and yes it may be a bit cooler but I just wasn't in the mood for all that work anymore. It has fog lights, ABS brakes and upgraded wheels which BF Jeff was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;adamant&lt;/span&gt; about getting b/c he is moving (saving for another post) and I will be doing much more highway driving. The only thing I wanted that I didn't get was a sunroof which added another $15/month to my payment and I just decided against it. I told myself I can either have the remote start or the sunroof and I definitely think I'll be happier with a warm car in -40 degree weather. The only thing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Aveo&lt;/span&gt; offered that I wanted was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; but I figured I may as well buy myself one if I really wanted it that bad. I don't think I'll need it with all my satellite radio options though! I also get a 5 year/160,000 km &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;powertrain&lt;/span&gt; warranty which is AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So they are bringing it in for me from who knows where, and I don't get it till Wednesday or Thursday. Until then, I dream about it! And look at it. I am so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's take a look from the back, shall we?! Pretend it's white:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064466869455811938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkiZyPql9WI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Rt1AxWf0vUk/s400/my+new+car!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh hi! you're freaking hot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay bu bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1578469650705679756?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1578469650705679756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1578469650705679756' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1578469650705679756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1578469650705679756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-me-why-yes.html' title='for me? why yes!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkY4rvql9VI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PkhhTeUoiak/s72-c/new+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2446478909903193559</id><published>2007-05-10T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T14:57:51.271-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>hmm. i like you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Toyota Yaris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkOHHPql9UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rF4UerZBBMg/s1600-h/yaris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063038964628583746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkOHHPql9UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rF4UerZBBMg/s400/yaris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pontiac G5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkOHDvql9TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MVNm2DYDob0/s1600-h/G5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063038904499041586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkOHDvql9TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MVNm2DYDob0/s400/G5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2446478909903193559?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2446478909903193559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2446478909903193559' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2446478909903193559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2446478909903193559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm-i-like-you.html' title='hmm. i like you.'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RkOHHPql9UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rF4UerZBBMg/s72-c/yaris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2992408222872944812</id><published>2007-05-03T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T09:20:47.975-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm a university graduate! wahhhoooooooo! i convocate on june 6th, you're all invited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for now, i'm still working at BX and i finally have benefits and a better salary and paid holidays and all that jazz. like real people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now it's time for me to buy a fabulous car! i am going to the bank next week to be pre-approved and then i'm offfffff baby to the dealerships. call me crazy, or just 'mom', but i want a four door automatic... i'm so done with 2 doors and stick shifts. give me something i can eat a freaking sandwhich with while i drive and let people in the backseat without having to crawl all over the seats. thanks. i actually like jenna's ford focus so much and i might get one of those, also looking at a toyota yaris and a honda civic. all i really want is air conditioning and a cd player. it's really that simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm excited. i can't wait to have freedom again. i can't wait to go home for lunch sometimes. i can't wait to go to jenna's new house for lunch to see my favorite kids in the world. and go to the mall whenever i want. yesssssssssssssss. i've been such a loser since january. i can't wait to lose my loserness. it's gonna be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's all i gots to say right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2992408222872944812?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2992408222872944812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2992408222872944812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2992408222872944812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2992408222872944812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/so.html' title='so.'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1590419256177842739</id><published>2007-04-25T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T10:27:52.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>freaking out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahhhhhhh i'm such a wreck during exam week!!!!! someone please tell me i will do fine. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1590419256177842739?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1590419256177842739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1590419256177842739' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1590419256177842739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1590419256177842739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/freaking-out.html' title='freaking out'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RiPlEr2HksI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4n5QTi1xZuw/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(don't worry, we got it out of her mouth the second it went in there!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-622804308859964592?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/622804308859964592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=622804308859964592' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/622804308859964592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/622804308859964592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-monkey.html' title='Easter Monkey'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RiPlS72HktI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6UK4jn6e7EI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1135004315231583883</id><published>2007-04-13T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T13:10:03.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>ta freaking da</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i watch the office, and i found it particularly funny last night. thats where my title comes from. i also enjoyed, "dwight, you ignorant slut" and it was so darn funny that they said it twice for my viewing pleasure. hilarious! so if i ever say that to you, and insert your name in for dwight, do not be offended. just laugh, because i am sure that i will be laughing too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's friday friends! and its payday. blessed payday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's also friday the 13th. spooky. the first spooky thing that happened to me this morning was that i dropped my banana on the ground. what does this mean? what are the cosmos trying to tell me? i do wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the second spooky event - the police called me. then they sent their best looking officer to come to my office to have me sign something. hot damn. haha. i've always wanted to say that and i felt that was a good place for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's it for spooky events thus far. do tell me your friday the 13th story if you do have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;last night i hosted the first bbq of the year! jeff called me and told me he wanted to bbq for supper and so we went and got a couple terriaki steaks. we had a couple extra, so i promply called my lovely dating friends, lynnel and denver, and we supped together. we had steaks, a huge garden salad, a vegetable melody, potato salad and fresh buns. lynnel and denny brought a homemade strawberry-rhubarb pie (technically homemade but purchased from mystic java) and though we didn't let it settle long enough after coming out of the oven, it was outstanding. NOW i know why you always see pictures of pies sitting on the counter all steamy and delicious looking. they need a few minutes to settle so they aren't runny! ah ha! that makes so much sense. but it didn't matter what it looked like. it still tastes the same. so we had a good night, watched some hockey (go flames, right lynnel?!) and some other thurs night tv shows, i.e. the office, 30 rock and my name is earl. good friends, good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;horray horrah for 21 degrees tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's all for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1135004315231583883?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1135004315231583883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1135004315231583883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1135004315231583883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1135004315231583883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/ta-freaking-da.html' title='ta freaking da'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-4316017151042113077</id><published>2007-04-10T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:13:35.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Waiting Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i got this from a blog that i stalk, a girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alison&lt;/span&gt; knows from BC. she knows i read it almost every day so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not a complete lurker :) she's very funny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; addicted to her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i thought a nice quiz would be a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; afternoon activity. i do hope you all agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. What is your occupation? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;student.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt;, darn, i can't use that excuse anymore! let's go with.... rep for health insurance company. for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. What color are your socks right now? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;turquoise and pink stripes. and some sparkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. What are you listening to right now? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the murmur of several people talking on the phone, elevator music, and the photocopier... ugh get me out of here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. What was the last thing that you ate? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;leftovers from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;moxies&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Can you drive a stick shift? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my first 3 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; had 3 cars already?) cars were standards but i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; done with that. i like to be able to eat and drive at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Last person you spoke to on the phone? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a client&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Do you like the person who sent this to you? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;well i don't officially know her, i just lurk her blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. How old are you today? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;24. it's my half-birthday coming up on the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, let's party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9.Favorite drink? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i love chocolate milk. it's kind of good for you too. at least that's what i tell myself. and when i go camping i like to drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;malibu&lt;/span&gt; rum and iced tea, my summer special. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;angela&lt;/span&gt; and i lovingly named it the "dolphin smooth". eek, eek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. What is your favorite sport to watch? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ummmm&lt;/span&gt;, right. let's go with the summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;olympics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11. Have you ever dyed your hair? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;who, me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12. Pets? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the only pet i ever truly loved lives on in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13. Favorite food? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; making up for the 21 years that i never ate it at all. thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;regan&lt;/span&gt; who made me try it finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;14. What was the last movie you watched? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/reignoverme/"&gt;reign over me &lt;/a&gt;(with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;adam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sandler&lt;/span&gt; and don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cheadle&lt;/span&gt;) - awesome movie. funny. then sad. then funny. then sad. but funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15. Favorite day of the year? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my birthday for sure. i celebrate for the entire month of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt; and usually get my hair or nails done or something just for wonderful me. and i buy new fancy underwear every year on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16. How do you vent anger? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cry. be immature. say things i don't mean. act mildly out of control. try to be rudely sarcastic but end up just sounding like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;jibberish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17. What was your favorite toy as a child? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;does the dress up trunk count? it had all my mom's old bridesmaid/fancy dresses. we pretended to be princesses at the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;18. What is your favorite season? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;summer. oh glorious summer. don't forget us in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;saskatchewan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19. Cherries or Blueberries? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i am the only person i know who grew up in BC and doesn't like cherries. i hate the pit! but i love blueberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;20. Last thing you purchased? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tanning minutes at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;fabutan&lt;/span&gt;. no more pasty legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;21. What are you wearing? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; at work... grey dress pants, black blazer, white shirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;22. How many glasses of water do you drink in a day? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; at work, 3 or 4... at home, maybe 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;23. What are your plans tonight? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hanging out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;kristy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;anne&lt;/span&gt; and whoever else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;24. Living arrangements? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;unfortunate but practical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;25. When was the last time you cried? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;26. What is on the floor of your closet? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;clothes and they are everywhere. waiting for another flood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;29. Favorite smells? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fresh baking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;29b. Non favorite smells? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wet dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;30. What inspires you? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;stephen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;lewis&lt;/span&gt; inspired me last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; - he was the UN main guy for HIV/AIDS in Africa (until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt; '07) and he came and did a presentation at university last week. he was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;31. What are you afraid of? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;spiders in my bed. the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;32. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bring it ON baby, bring it on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;33. Favorite dog breed? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i think that i like big dogs, like labs. but i think i also like little cuddly dogs too. so i guess depends on their personality. NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;YAPPY&lt;/span&gt; DOGS. ugh. and i hate poodles. sorry if you own one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;34. Number of keys on your key ring? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;35. How many years at your current job? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;36. Favorite day of the week? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;37. How many provinces have you lived in? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;four - Calgary, AB (2 years), Hamilton, Ont (5 years), Kelowna, BC (6 years), Saskatoon, SK (11 years in august)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;38. Favorite holiday? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh man. i have too many favorites. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; taken 6 different trips to Disneyland for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;pete's&lt;/span&gt; sake. in fact, my parents and brothers are there next week. so jealous. ALL TIME FAVORITE: NEW YORK NY Dec 2005!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;39. Do you like hats? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hello again,” says the pink poodle. “And now,” she says, pointing to a new, super-crazy hat featuring a candy cane, a mop, a fishing pole and all kinds of other nonsensical items, “do you like my hat?”&lt;br /&gt;“I do,” says the beagle. “What a hat! I like it! I like that party hat!” (Go, Dog. Go!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;40. What do you say most often? &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"oh really" - it can be used in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; many ways: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;excited: Oh Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;sarcastic: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;bored at what you're saying: oh, really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;surprised: oh really!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;see what i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have just one thing to add. the three cars i have had - the first someone totalled my car (i was parked); the second i sold to some chick; the third, the head gasket blew and wrecked my engine. i had to clarify that I did not wreck any of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now i don't know if you have seen my dad's van or not....... nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-4316017151042113077?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4316017151042113077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=4316017151042113077' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4316017151042113077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4316017151042113077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/waiting-line.html' title='Waiting Line'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-965055947744577055</id><published>2007-04-03T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:36:17.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i confess'/><title type='text'>6 weird things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/www.busymissgina.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; has tagged me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Here are the rules: Each player of this game starts with the 'six weird things about me' blog post. People who get tagged need to write their own six weird things post and state the rules clearly. At the end of the post, tag six more people and don’t forget to leave a comment on their blog to tell them they have been tagged and tell them to read your blog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. i rarely finish all the food off my plate. there is ALWAYS a bit left, sometimes just a bite or two. i guess my mother never implemented the "you have to eat everything off your plate" rule. that's impolite weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. i am slightly afraid in movie theatres when all the lights go out. i always think someone is gonna hijack the place and kill us all in the dark. seriously. the thought passes quickly but i almost always think it! that's morbid weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. i constantly buy scrapbooking stuff. i never scrapbook except for ONE page i did in September. i literally have hundreds of dollars worth of paper, stickers, books, a mega piece of freaking LUGGAGE to haul my stuff around, etc., etc. but i can't stop buying the stuff for it. just today i bought 4 packages of "spring" stickers. looooooooser weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. since grade 5, i have washed my face EVERY morning and EVERY night with the exception of maybe 5 times (due to camping and all-nighters). i am compulsively disordor-ly obssessedly weird with washing my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. whenever i am introducing someone i always momentarily blank on the name of who i'm introducting and then i freak that i got the name wrong. i do this all the time, unless i know you really well. i don't think i've ever gotten a name wrong, so i don't really know where this fear comes from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. i have one white eyelash. freaky weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i tag... YOU (if you haven't already done it. i seem to be the last!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-965055947744577055?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/965055947744577055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=965055947744577055' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/965055947744577055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/965055947744577055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/6-weird-things.html' title='6 weird things'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-3880674046994994146</id><published>2007-04-02T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T11:07:35.023-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Junos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rocked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048709896294414706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RhCe5saguXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HCzaXR9VdWw/s400/good+pic+of+junos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what you saw on television does not compare to what was seen/felt/experienced live. the performances were so so so good. nelly furtado and dallas green - amazzzzzing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will tell all tomorrow........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in meantime, you can see all my photos from my whole weekend at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=1646&amp;l=e3d1b&amp;amp;id=514459720" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=1646&amp;l=e3d1b&amp;amp;id=514459720&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=1646&amp;l=e3d1b&amp;amp;amp;amp;id=514459720"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you don't need a facebook account to see them. i'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-3880674046994994146?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3880674046994994146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=3880674046994994146' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3880674046994994146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3880674046994994146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/junos.html' title='The Junos....'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RhCe5saguXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HCzaXR9VdWw/s72-c/good+pic+of+junos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-6285080459153589359</id><published>2007-03-31T00:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:19:10.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno Fever - Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/L9piWm3aaFc' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/L9piWm3aaFc'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've got juno fever and i don't know how this happened. i never thought i'd be one to be star struck but i AM! it's so fun. i went out with girls from work tonight and we had a blast. we only saw two (recognizable) people - farley flex and sass jordan. i have a hilarious video to upload of when we first saw farley flex. we were acting like high school girls. hilarious. it's so darn dark in the room though, you can't even see it's him. oh well, i'll post the picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started the night off at the new restaraunt, The Ivy. very lovely place. no famous stars. good martinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to Aroma, in the Radison hotel where nelly is staying. awesome view of every person walking in. tons of stars, had no idea who any of them were. rock bands. we could tell because they were all super hip and uber cool, beyond what saskatoon produces for cool. and kept shaking important people's hands. and they pulled up in limos. that's the defining factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... it was Farley Flex. THEN, it was Sass Jordan. since Nelly Furtado wasn't showing up, they were the next best thing. i finally got the nerve to ask for a group photo (i was patient and kind, and waited until after they ordered their food... they were sitting right next to us). and they were super cool about it and made jokes. much fun. i'll post a couple pix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a guy next to our table bought all us girls a round of martinis. yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. i'll tune you in for tomorrow's sightings. i'm so proud of saskatoon (except for Earls who is open for VIPs and stars ONLY. snobs). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-6285080459153589359?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6285080459153589359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=6285080459153589359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6285080459153589359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6285080459153589359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/juno-fever-friday.html' title='Juno Fever - Friday'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-5531928049620115050</id><published>2007-03-31T00:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:45:50.303-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Friday night photos - Junos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047970908516432114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-y8aguPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kyEfW6PDIH4/s400/IMG_2308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me (slightly afraid to get too close to Sass), Amy, Michelle, Terri, Angela&lt;br /&gt;and of course our stars, Sass Jordan and Flex Farley. Sass and I are practically sisters. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3_-MaguVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bGg-uefZnW8/s1600-h/IMG_2311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047972201301588306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3_-MaguVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bGg-uefZnW8/s400/IMG_2311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Amy and I, practicing our red carpet walk. we wear our sunglasses at night... HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-zcaguQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KtmsmGpxKys/s1600-h/IMG_2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047970917106366722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-zcaguQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KtmsmGpxKys/s400/IMG_2309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; A most beautiful Juno Ice Sculpture!&lt;br /&gt;Note the limo. Not a huge sight for Saskatoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047972192711653698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3_9saguUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/unmJtQd7a0U/s400/IMG_2310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Us ladies and a random guy, in front of the most beautiful sculpture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047972209891522914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3_-saguWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/opbZclshk64/s400/IMG_2317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As close as we ever got to the promiscuos girl herself, Nelly Furrrrrrrtado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-zsaguRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nHP9DNOSutw/s1600-h/IMG_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047970921401334034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-zsaguRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/nHP9DNOSutw/s400/IMG_2312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amy and I again, being foolish schoolgirls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-0MaguSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I4onLNQawnk/s1600-h/IMG_2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047970929991268642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-0MaguSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I4onLNQawnk/s400/IMG_2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My beauty friend Angela, and I! At The Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047972184121719090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3_9MaguTI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JxLl6jmdJoc/s400/IMG_2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lovely ladies, Kristin and Michelle. Delightful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-5531928049620115050?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/5531928049620115050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=5531928049620115050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/5531928049620115050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/5531928049620115050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-night-photos-junos.html' title='Friday night photos - Junos'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rg3-y8aguPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kyEfW6PDIH4/s72-c/IMG_2308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1365841366136995637</id><published>2007-03-26T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:38:01.370-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>"i'll be back"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes i know, i haven't blogged in a week! how unlike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; been really busy with school and it's been intense. but guess what friends, i only have 2 more weeks (and 3 papers and 3 exams) to go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;speaking of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be back" did you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;arnold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chwarzenegger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that opts out of a salary? i guess he thinks he made enough with the Terminator movies. its something like $250,000 a year. to my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;arnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just petty cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be glad to take it off his hands, but i guess The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Governator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doesn't know about little me, over here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;saaaask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;atch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i get to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Junos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday night! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i have some feelings of excitement about this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i don't know what to wear. oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)! i am not going to that fanfare thing i won. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not interested in meeting absolutely NOBODY cool. and stand in line for their autographs? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not really that kind of girl. artists like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Alexisonfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Billy Talent, Eva Avila, Melissa O'Neil, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hedley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (hello, Canadian Idol overload?), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Stabilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Three Days Grace, Tomi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Swick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, George (who the mother is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;george&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;/span&gt;...look it up, &lt;a href="http://www.junoawards.ca/junofanfare/index.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. No big artist will be at fanfare. just the actual show. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Junos&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;are a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;huge event for this city.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; i think the city will be hip-hopping this weekend.&lt;/span&gt; hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go to a few venues to see some live performances. maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; see someone cool around our promiscuous town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;please note &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; added a very cool feature, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "badge." you can flip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;through some pictures by pressing "next". you don't need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; account to do this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the other badge, "&lt;a href="http://www.globalvoicesonline.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;GlobalVoices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" has awesome blogs from around the world, mostly the south (aka the developing world) and its super interesting with a ton of topics, many written by regular people. it's cool because good development really stresses giving a voice of the poor, rather than us western big wigs coming in and trying to fix things our way. it doesn't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;another blog of note (link is under Amuse Me): the world bank has a blog called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pgpblog.worldbank.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Poverty and Growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;" that i enjoy. poverty and development is my major at uni, and though i don't talk about it too much, i do love this subject. please note i do not agree with MANY of the actions the world bank &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;imf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -they are the big wigs i was just talking about - have taken, yet this site has some great info and it is quite interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;i must go now. i have a 12 page paper that was due LAST tuesday that i must hand in tomorrow, and i am currently on page 19 with no intro and no conclusion. though this may sound like a good thing, it's deceivingly bad. very bad and very stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love from, tired, frustrated, but can see the end of a long four years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. please, in your comments, don't ask me what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going to do after i graduate. the thought stresses me out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; belief. thanks. i'll blog about it when i know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1365841366136995637?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1365841366136995637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1365841366136995637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1365841366136995637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1365841366136995637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/ill-be-back.html' title='&quot;i&apos;ll be back&quot;'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-3230345482751830702</id><published>2007-03-19T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:07:06.095-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Mac or Dell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; buying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; a laptop as a grad gift to myself. i have only needed one for 4 years. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got my lovely IBM but i find PCs to be rather anti-mobile. i just can't picture myself lugging my computer to night class each week. not that i will have night class anymore starting in THREE WEEKS! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;! anyway, still want a laptop and looking for some advice/opinions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mac or dell? dell or mac? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rf7_6JxoH1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/4LeW4_BUYGE/s1600-h/figure+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043750007223099218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" height="265" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rf7_6JxoH1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/4LeW4_BUYGE/s400/figure+1.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt;, i am cute little &lt;a href="http://ccs.usask.ca/Apple/macbook/index.php"&gt;Apple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iBook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! look how sweet i would look at your desk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so pretty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; and have many creative options. i love to do fun things with your photos, videos, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;webpages&lt;/span&gt;. i am a perfect companion to a young hot chick like yourself on the go as you enter a new career. i'm as clean as they come - never a virus for me! buy me because you and i are meant to be together! never mind that i cost so much! its okay. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; cute. cute cute cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi apple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ibook&lt;/span&gt;, you look like so much fun i could eat you right up. HOT. HOT. HOT. (also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt; that i don't exactly have a new career. yet.) i must decide if i only like you for your looks. are you as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;are you truly worth the extra effort i must put into paying for you? ibook. i think you are to me like izzie is to george. beautiful on the outside. stacked. a supermodel. my best friend. but probably not right for me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rf7_6JxoH2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N4BVhlFeUZI/s1600-h/inspn_6400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043750007223099234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" height="269" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rf7_6JxoH2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N4BVhlFeUZI/s400/inspn_6400.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt; i am &lt;a href="http://configure.dell.com/dellstore/config.aspx?c=ca&amp;CS=CADHS1&amp;amp;l=en&amp;amp;OC=6400DP_F_1E"&gt;Inspiration 6400 &lt;/a&gt;dual core from Dell. you will love how much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hardrive&lt;/span&gt; and memory i have for half the price of snobby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ibook&lt;/span&gt; up there. i am fast, efficient and come with many free features. i am definitely the one for you. just think how professional you will look toting hot little silver me around. and guess what, i am just as skinny as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;snobbook&lt;/span&gt; above - i only weigh 6 lbs. furthermore, "inspiration" is even a better name than "ibook" - it speaks of your future, bright and successful, with me by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi inspiration 6400, i like you too. you're cheaper and somewhat cute. you have more memory and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hardrive&lt;/span&gt; and its not that you're ugly. you simply don't have the same "presence" that ibook gives off. i am probably going to buy you, just don't be too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; of my love affair with apple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ibook&lt;/span&gt;. i love you for your beautiful inside, as the princess loved the frog. perhaps we just need a chance to get to know each other better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;any opinions (and not about me going to the crazy people place)???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is the kind of thing i do when i have 2 essays due tomorrow and thus far i have 4 pages. but i always pull through! and with honors at that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BU-BYE FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;p.s. get this, i just booked my wisdom teeth pulling day for May 15, 2008! what is THAT? i think i should set an alarm on my cell phone in case i forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.p.s. IBM COMPUTER FOR SALE..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; maybe post an "ad" later on sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-3230345482751830702?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3230345482751830702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=3230345482751830702' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3230345482751830702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3230345482751830702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/mac-or-dell.html' title='Mac or Dell?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rf7_6JxoH1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/4LeW4_BUYGE/s72-c/figure+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-434799228045097350</id><published>2007-03-17T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:44:19.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>reservations under "hotties"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i was trying to make this look fun, you know, some pics to the left, some center, some to the right.... it totally didn't work. the funness shines through anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;girls night = total success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there was myself, Lynnel, Jenna + baby Haylie, Kerri, Sarah, Kerilyn + baby Akele, Lilian, Cory + baby Tayah, Laura, Michelle, Danielle, Adrienne, Katie, Coralie, Colette, and Sarah Jane. We went to Alexanders, a perfect place for the start of girls night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jeff and i actually went there for supper at 6 and i had the most delicious food EVER (my new fav restaraunt, how did i not know how good the food was there???). we were joined by a very creepy man who wouldn't leave us alone but we had a good laugh over it anyway. jeff was outta there as soon as the first girl arrived :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the kitchen guys called us "the hot table". that was pretty obvious. just check out our hottness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq15xoHzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uGgl1vvGplU/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043023157022695218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq15xoHzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uGgl1vvGplU/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxfDJxoHuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7YXg9p5vxMg/s1600-h/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043010190516428514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxfDJxoHuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7YXg9p5vxMg/s320/IMG_2226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq1JxoHxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ax_-kOrWNSk/s1600-h/IMG_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043023144137793298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq1JxoHxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ax_-kOrWNSk/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq1pxoHyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/44cb8Da-8bo/s1600-h/IMG_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043023152727727906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq1pxoHyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/44cb8Da-8bo/s320/IMG_2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxdK5xoHpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VWs_mSgIzqg/s1600-h/IMG_2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043008124637159058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxdK5xoHpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VWs_mSgIzqg/s320/IMG_2225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxdLZxoHqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Mz9Dgr5l0oM/s1600-h/IMG_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043008133227093666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxdLZxoHqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Mz9Dgr5l0oM/s320/IMG_2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043041591022329666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfx7m5xoH0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_Izti9dKskI/s320/IMG_2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxfEJxoHwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sXTu4HzImQY/s1600-h/IMG_2222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043010207696297730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxfEJxoHwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sXTu4HzImQY/s320/IMG_2222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxdKpxoHoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DeCYL18XfXw/s1600-h/IMG_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043008120342191746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxdKpxoHoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DeCYL18XfXw/s320/IMG_2233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043008876256435906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxd2pxoHsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/syJGyhGC4Ok/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043007660780691058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxcv5xoHnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TXP7GKnqnLY/s320/IMG_2234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxd25xoHtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5omjZ4w15ho/s1600-h/IMG_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043008880551403218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxd25xoHtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5omjZ4w15ho/s320/IMG_2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RfxcvJxoHlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kjOBY7xcdh0/s1600-h/IMG_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lynnel did so good. she only texted her new boyfriend ONCE! i was so proud.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-434799228045097350?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/434799228045097350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=434799228045097350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/434799228045097350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/434799228045097350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/successful-girls-night-out.html' title='reservations under &quot;hotties&quot;'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rfxq15xoHzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uGgl1vvGplU/s72-c/IMG_2236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2004707885030785560</id><published>2007-03-15T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T15:36:38.047-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>musings of a girl without a car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah, yes so about 15 minutes ago it happened. i have been waiting all winter long for this event. i simply knew it would come at any moment and the suspense was killing me as i waited patiently for the time to come. my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i fell on the ice. flat on my ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this event happens once per winter and this year it waited until the middle of MARCH! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the irony. a week before the official first day of spring. and what a tease as the last few days have been almost spring-like, until the most brutal day of yesterday where all the lovely mushy, muddy, slushy streets and sidewalks turned into the ice that nearly killed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fine. except i kind hurt all over, especially on the right side where i kinda landed funny on my arm and almost froze my hand off in the snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just glad it finally happened so i don't have to keep wondering when it would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this event may have bypassed me if i hadn't been taking the 3 minute walk from the bus stop to my house. yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still taking the bus. i have many musings about my bus ride today. my mind was working overload as i took #50 today, i feel i could almost write a book, just my little sister, &lt;a href="http://insidejennashead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenna&lt;/a&gt; did. in fact she sent her manuscript off to the a publisher today! i am so proud. everyone buy her book when it gets published!!! i thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; throw that in there. anyways, so i have a few thoughts for bus riders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the first thing you must decide after boarding the bus is where to sit. i recommend you move to the back to the bus (remember that awesome old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;outkast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; song?). why the back? no not because that is where people play truth or dare. although that reminds me of my first kiss.... its true. but no, go to the back because then when the old people board, you don't have to give up your seat to them. brilliant! i commend the lovely young people who so willingly offer their seat to the weak and feeble, i just don't want it to be me giving up my comfy seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;even after taking the bus a total of 12 times since January (approx one trip per week) i worry that the driver will suddenly change the route and i will have to walk from one side of the city to the next. yet, this does not seem to happen. i need to settle my little brain down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;do not settle the brain too much down however. you see, i tried to have a little nap on the bus but my head kept brushing past the little wire you pull to get the next stop. once i actually did pull it with my head brushing against the window, and i was like oh my, how embarrassing, he is going to stop and nobody is going to get out. it turned out fine as someone else luckily had the same stop as "i" did. phew, everyone is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it can be very difficult being a bus rider. for instance, i witnessed a young man running to catch the bus and the driver did not see him and mindlessly drove along. i didn't want to be the one to stop the driver for that would entail being quite disruptive, a big social no-no. i always try to be socially conscious. other distresses include sitting with someone. how is one to know when the person on the inside wants out? oh the terrible things a bus rider must face! or the distress of the young lady when the driver did not see she was standing at the door to get out and almost drove away without letting her off! oh, how happy i was not to be in her most difficult situation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;finally, my last dilemma. most of the bus stops are rather far and few between. but for some reason on my street there are two stops right after each other, about a block between them. i always feel rather ridiculous when someone gets off at the first stop and then as soon as the bus starts up again, i press the wire to be dropped off 10 seconds later. however i do it anyway. you know why? because its not MY fault someone put two stops so close to each other! it saves me at least 3 minutes in my walk. ha. so there. i always feel rather defiant when i do this (evil laugh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;muwahahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh there are so many things i could say of the bus. there were three specific stereotypes that i had about people who rode the bus. but i no longer believe that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. only old people ride the bus. there are people of all ages there. such community. and i like how ALL the old people wear funny hats. see, you can get fashion advice from riding the bus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. only poor people ride the bus as i found by the numerous amounts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lululemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ipods&lt;/span&gt; (they are everywhere! how do i not have one?), fancy sunglasses and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt; shoes. i was rather jealous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i was wearing my cool H&amp;M jacket which more than made up for my lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;. too bad H&amp;amp;M isn't plastered all over my coat.... what am i, in high school here??? please excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. people on the bus have guns and other various weapons. yet so far no one on the bus has pulled out their gun. i think have this impression from watching Speed one too many times in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;grade 8 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;slighly&lt;/span&gt; wary of elevators too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it has been three long months since the engine in my car went, and i have to say it has not been the worst situation that i have ever found myself in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saved hundreds on gas, parking tickets and plates. i love getting a ride to school and to work. i get to chit chat with my dad or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or the lady from work and i don't even think about traffic, something that used to get my shorts in a knot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND i get to share exciting things with someone! today dad drove me to school, and there was a contest on C95, and i called in and WE WON! yes, we won "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fanfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" tickets to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Junos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...not actual tickets to the concert but where we get to meet all the artists or something. apparently you can't buy them, they have to be won. they are EXCLUSIVE. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;loovvvve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being exclusive. it's so posh. this is the third time in a year that i have won stuff on the radio. but never have i shared the experience with anyone! HA! what luck. and what a team we were! i love radio contests. the question in case you were wondering, was "which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;canadian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; artist made her way up through the 90s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;busking&lt;/span&gt; and playing in bars?" well i immediately thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;alanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;morisette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; i called in and it kept ringing and ringing, and i waited and waited...but then when nobody was getting the answer, they added another clue - this artist was voted one of the most likely people to have their own talk show - and then dad said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;jann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;arden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i exclaimed OF COURSE. then suddenly i am ON THE RADIO with my absolutely, 100% correct answer and we were all very excited, me, dad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;shauna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; foster and rambling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, all so excited together. all this excitement. moral of the story: HAD I NOT had a ride today, i would've said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;morrisette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and can you imagine the disappointment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so dad and i are going to meet all the artists. he is most excited to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, isn't that funny? he talks about her all the time, i think because he can't remember them all so he picked her to be his favorite! the funniest thing is before i called in, he was saying (as he has said many times) he wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to come sing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;elim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and now he can ask her personally! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. that is so funny, i just called him to tell him that and we had a big laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ANYWAYS, despite the many "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;goodnesses&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; of carpooling, becoming more environmental and also more cultural by taking the bus, and saving mega bucks, i do hope to buy a car in May. like my very own, real cool car with air conditioning and a CD player! i have never had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; player in my car ever before so i tell you, this is exciting to me. it's about time, as i am turning 25 this year. i am getting too old to have never had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; player in my car. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so old fashioned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i must leave you all. this really was too long of a post but i must say i had a lovely time writing it. i smiled and laughed at myself the entire way through this and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;, isn't that what blogging is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2004707885030785560?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2004707885030785560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2004707885030785560' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2004707885030785560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2004707885030785560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/musings-of-girl-without-car.html' title='musings of a girl without a car'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-8786572023835446156</id><published>2007-03-13T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:02:38.880-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know its g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, i LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt; and her "Glamorous" song, it gets me grooving and i pretend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a star when i sing along) outside today but i am ANGRY! the receptionist at H&amp;R Block was so rude to me! i must vent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so my dad brought all my income tax stuff into H&amp;amp;R Block last week and I had to go in today to sign the papers or whatever. please note, i do not understand income taxes very well. i am a little slow in this department. my dad and i have the same discussion every year as to why i don't get more money back and he tells me the same thing, you can't get back more than what you paid. well okay but what about this textbook thing that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Conservies&lt;/span&gt; put into place, i thought i was supposed to be getting back $80 for my textbooks? well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mikey&lt;/span&gt; (the guy my dad did our taxes with at H&amp;R) tries to explain it all to me, but all i hear is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lkjadf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;adfalkdj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;adlkjfadf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alkj&lt;/span&gt; k &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;adkjrieewao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;welkrja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;awoei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;awklu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;owwwaahyay&lt;/span&gt;. understand? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt; me neither. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;whatev&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i go in this afternoon to sign the papers. first of all the receptionist is rude to the lady in front of me. like totally unjustifiably so (the customer was a walk in and the receptionist let the second walk in go in first, and when the customer called her on it, she throws up her hands in the air and says "i said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry what else am i supposed to do about it, okay?"). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;reeeeeeealllllll&lt;/span&gt; friendly. lovely customer service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then i go up and tell her my dad has paid the fees already (which he told me he had, but he realized AFTERWARDS that he hadn't and forgot to tell me). so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; asking her what my dad paid for then and she gets all rude at ME and says well lets just call mike why don't we. so she calls mike (the guy my dad sat with) and find out daddy didn't pay for me, she says "what did i tell you", and she has the nerve to say, "you have to pay for our services you know". &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello i am income tax "slow", not completely business retarded.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then she told me i had to sign everywhere it was highlighted and i wanted so badly to ask her to point out each place for me. that would've been awesome of me. so anyway, at one point i say, "listen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not trying to make you angry here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just having a hard time understanding why my dad insisted that he had paid and you're telling me he didn't, so what did he pay for?" i purposely said that in front of about 3 of her coworkers and several customers hoping to humiliate her. it just made her more mad and increased the mad silence. ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway it was just a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;kerfufle&lt;/span&gt; and she had me fuming by her sharp, sarcastic answers and her madly demeaning manner!!! at one point when i said i didn't understand something she says "oh and i would just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lovvvvve&lt;/span&gt; to explain it to you" and oh if only i had a tape recorder for her tone of voice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;agugugughghhghghghghghghghhggh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was fuming by the time i left. she made me feel completely stupid. you know when you can totally tell when someone is really angry at you and they're trying to be all nice to cover it up? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;. there was major mother tension in the air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so like, i work in customer service and i have bad days sometimes but seriously i would never be as rude as she was to anyone. i never make people feel stupid no matter how stupid they may be. and a lot of people are very very stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway i got my money back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and my grad photos. i think my hair looks crappy in it. but at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; graduating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have night class tonight. I HATE THIS NIGHT CLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay rant, done. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; cheer up for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;p.s. mike at H&amp;R was great. i don't hate H&amp;amp;R Block. its just the receptionist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-8786572023835446156?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/8786572023835446156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=8786572023835446156' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8786572023835446156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8786572023835446156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/rant.html' title='Rant.'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-8129098685413414229</id><published>2007-03-05T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T15:31:56.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>weekend in edmonton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so its monday again! time flies. thought i'd try to write a quick blog today. quick because i have a very busy week at school and i have a whole lot of work to do today. i have a midterm and an assignment due tomorrow. then i have my usual 5-6 hours of prep work for my night class on tuesday... or wednesday if i want... we get to pick what night we want, and although i highly prefer tuesday's class, i rarely have it all done in time! by far, this class, which has run all year long, has taught me more about international development than the rest of my classes combined. and the prof hardly does any of the talking... it is entirely student discussion with the leadership of the prof. anyway it is a lot of work every week. i'm now counting down the days till i graduate! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyA8gIKQzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_mEYP3Ap9n4/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038543860025410354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyA8gIKQzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_mEYP3Ap9n4/s400/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so our trip to edmonton was much fun! we got there Thursday and went straight to rexall center to the hockey game. we were 1.5 hours early but there was lots to do. we were in the very front row against the glass, so we had club seats. that meant we got to go to the lobby where only club seat people got to go! we had a roast beef dinner buffet and sat at tableclothed tables and ate among "the elite" :) haha. when the oilers went onto the ice, they walk through the lobby so everyone down there got to cheer and stuff when they walked through from their dressing room to the ice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was kind of exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as you can see, we got there before just about everybody else!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rex_lgIKQvI/AAAAAAAAADw/nEv3_IATNLs/s1600-h/IMG_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038542365376791282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rex_lgIKQvI/AAAAAAAAADw/nEv3_IATNLs/s400/IMG_2133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;our seats were fantastic. the players look so young up close! i made two awesome signs for us, and they took this one (to the left) away from us! they weren't allowing anything that had to do with the ryan smyth trade and kevin lowe, the guy that did the trade. yah the officials didn't like it, but everyone in our section thought we were heroes. i'll have to post a picture. we got to keep the other sign (below) but it was definitely not as cool. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rex_3gIKQwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zwmwf7R6Ny4/s1600-h/IMG_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038542674614436610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/Rex_3gIKQwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zwmwf7R6Ny4/s400/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well the oilers lost 0-5 againsts minnisota so jeff wasn't thrilled (as you can see by the look on his face here) but we still had lots of fun! friday we got up, had breakfast, and hit the outlet stores and Ikea. had lunch at Joeys (we NEED a joeys here. so delic). sat night we drove to jeff's aunt and uncles house who live about an hour outside edmonton. they had horses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;saturday it was west ed mall time and i was having shoppers bloc as i called it. i couldn't find anything to buy and i was kind of grumpy. jeff was having a shopping spree and it was just making me sooooo mad that he found so much and i didn't like anything. anyway he bought me a shirt at banana republic to get me going and then i was fine from there on. shopped from 11 am till 7 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sat night we were so exhausted we didn't even go for supper. we had a really late lunch so we weren't starving at least. but we could hardly move. so we watched "the departed" at the hotel. SUCH a good movie. and promptly fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sunday went back to the mall because i still needed a pair of jeans and some black work shoes which i never did find. but that is okay, because i underspent on my budget and have some money left to buy stuff here. this is absolutely amazing news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all in all, successful shopping trip and so much fun. i bought: 2 pairs of shoes from Aldo (one pair is the sexiest shoes i have ever owned...they are dressy, but i want to wear them everyday), a Mexx blazer, a sweater from Abercrombie &amp; Fitch, 2 shirts from Banana Republic, a tshirt from the Gap, a pair of dress pants, 2 camisoles and a strapless bra (need that for summertime!). oh yes and a hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2 things i learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) $500 does NOT buy a girl a new wardrobe. not even close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2) Jeff is the best boy shopper EVER. he was sooooooooooo patient and he even picked stuff out for me to try on. he bought me a shirt when i was sad and he wasn't grumpy at all, even after 8 hours of west ed shopping. i was so proud of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;still need to buy: black work shoes. dress for the numerous weddings i am attending this year. pair of jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh. i need more money!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, like i was saying, jeff really was the perfect companion on this trip. if he didn't come into a store with me he would just wait outside with his blackberry and play poker or suduko or something. he suggested i go here and there and picked stuff out for me to try on and gave me his opinion and so on and so forth. perfect. i cried cuz i was frustrated about not finding a pair of jeans (i cry about dumb stuff sometimes) and he was okay with going back to the mall on sunday. he even wandered around ikea with me and he hates that store. so i was very impressed with my wonderful boyfriend this weekend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyAdgIKQxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ovtumgPWJH4/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thats about all for now. hope everyone had a nice weekend as well!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyBQwIKQ0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/bQIzIphLKqU/s1600-h/IMG_2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038544207917761346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyBQwIKQ0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/bQIzIphLKqU/s400/IMG_2145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thought i'd add a couple more pics. sadly i only pulled out my camera at the game... i have no other pictures!!!!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyAwQIKQyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LS5HKbt4Do4/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038543649572012834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyAwQIKQyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LS5HKbt4Do4/s400/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and only one of jeff and i... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love how i look terrible in both the pictures! ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh well. the point is.... we had fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-8129098685413414229?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/8129098685413414229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=8129098685413414229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8129098685413414229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8129098685413414229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/weekend-in-edmonton.html' title='weekend in edmonton'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReyA8gIKQzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_mEYP3Ap9n4/s72-c/IMG_2135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-5037834149381521269</id><published>2007-02-26T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:42:42.477-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>not another manic monday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have had a most wonderful day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my dad and i had eye appointments this morning and we knew half the office, what a laugh. and dad picked out the coolest new glasses for himself. the lady who helped us was such a dear, she continually kept saying, now Blaine, lets try these on! oh Blaine, what do you think of these? every sentence started with Blaine. but she wasn't annoying at all. she was very nice! and also had the hottest glasses on that i had ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next, i went for brunch with my mom, Jenna, Kyle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haylie&lt;/span&gt; and Jenna's mother in law, Beryl. i had the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hash browns&lt;/span&gt; ever. and my niece and nephew are the sweetest and most fun ever. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kayden&lt;/span&gt; is getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mohawk&lt;/span&gt; today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; super nervous to see him. i hope its cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then mom and i headed to the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; and i bought the most random and fun assortment of things. i took a picture for you all to see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035958942190391154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReNR-ey1z3I/AAAAAAAAADI/YxEnfpXAuyg/s400/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, here we can see THE most fun little desk organizer i have EVER seen. it's so mini and it fits all my stationary stuff!!! i was very much in love with it from the moment i saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next we have my plastic magazine/file organizers. MUCH needed, as i have some cardboard ones from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt; and these are much sturdier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then we have my tide to go stain remover! how fun! what a great thing for my purse. i can't wait to get a stain. hopefully not too big of one though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and finally, my puffs to go Ultra tissues, which i actually came in a pack of 6. they are perfect for home, car, purse, work and school bag! ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not pictured here, i bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Olay&lt;/span&gt; face toner and a huge box of Special K, but i didn't feel like going upstairs to retrieve those items. but they are not forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i spent much time looking at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; and pondered so long over which one to buy that i did not buy any. i considered many options. i looked at Keane (i have recently fallen hard for this band - check out a song called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bedshaped&lt;/span&gt;". i have the live version on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; but its better not live), The Fray, Goo Goo Dolls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt;, City &amp; Color, and Gwen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Stefani&lt;/span&gt;. then i thought about replacing my old cranberries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; that is long lost and was a favorite. couldn't decide so came home with nothing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. i ruled out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fergie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gwen&lt;/span&gt; only because i was looking for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; that Jeff would actually like listening to in the car on our drive to Edmonton. anyone have any other suggestions???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yes and Rascal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Flatts&lt;/span&gt; on Friday night was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; awesome. here's a pic of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jenna&lt;/span&gt; and I before the show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035966325239173010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReNYsOy1z5I/AAAAAAAAADY/_lVl3YdXbeA/s400/JK+RF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we had wicked seats. I have some videos from Jenna's camera (I FORGOT MY CAMERA!!! i was so mad), but i will upload those on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; and post them later. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jenna&lt;/span&gt; has been bugging me to do this for forever. oops. my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt; were My Wish, Broken Road and What Hurts the Most. oh yah and "skin" although i normally am totally sick of that song. performances are always different though. they make the songs come to life. it was completely amazing. they are 3 extremely extremely talented guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there was a gong show after the concert but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;amn't&lt;/span&gt; (i wish that was a word. i use it secretly in my head all the time) going to get into that now. lets just say it involved missing out on hanging with the guys from Rascal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Flatts&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Longbranch&lt;/span&gt; (okay not that they would talk to me but still, they were there and i coulda been too. who knows maybe i could've had a two step from one of them!) because i was too busy in the parking lot with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;verrrrrrrry&lt;/span&gt; unhappy boyfriend, a non-existent tow truck and a part of the car on the ground that was supposed to be attached to the car. yep. not good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well now that my day is half over and i haven't started my reading for my night class on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, i am officially doomed. so i must go before i spend most of the night awake reading World Bank reports. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And America's Next Top Model starts again Wed night!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;YESSSSssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have saved up mega bucks for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;edmonton&lt;/span&gt; trip (we leave thursday) so i am totally pumped to go shopping at Jacob, forever 21, the Aldo outlet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MEC&lt;/span&gt; (we're getting new camping equip), and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ALLLLLLllllllllllllll&lt;/span&gt; those other fabulous stores &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;saskatoon&lt;/span&gt; doesn't have. yet. i am firmly believing that i can branch out from my regular "simple classic" style (aka boring. my shirt in the pic above shows this in and out) (my earrings are cool though. but they are jenna's!) and get a few pieces that are more exciting and slightly more trendy. not too trendy of course. no no, not me. i am not flashy! but even just a few accessories (earrings and headbands are on my list) and shoes will do the trick. and i totally want something polka dot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mmhmm&lt;/span&gt;. yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay world bank reports here i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bubye&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-5037834149381521269?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/5037834149381521269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=5037834149381521269' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/5037834149381521269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/5037834149381521269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-another-manic-monday.html' title='not another manic monday!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/ReNR-ey1z3I/AAAAAAAAADI/YxEnfpXAuyg/s72-c/IMG_2110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-7677399823210199821</id><published>2007-02-23T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T13:13:50.388-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>ride em cowboy</title><content type='html'>greys anatomy was fantastic as always. i knew she would be okay. i loved the last moment with izzie and denny. and the last moments the chief had with merideth's mom. the "heaven/in merideths mind" thing was a little strange at first but i really got what they were doing. my mom predicted very early in the show that her mom would die and meet her there and she was soooo right. when merideths mom told her she was anything but ordinary... well done, well done. so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also watched the series finale of the o.c. and it was really good. ctv didn't think it was good enough to show so i had to watch it at 11 pm on Fox. stupid ctv. i was so happy they went into the future and showed seth and summer get married. such closure :) but i'm okay with the o.c. ending. i hardly watched it at all the last two seasons. some day maybe i'll rent the dvds and watch them in the summer or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote a paper ALL day yesterday and I had a midterm too. i dropped my paper off at the university at 10:30 pm b/c i knew i wouldn't have a chance to today. i made my dad come with me. i didn't want to go missing or anything. its scary there late at night! i managed to write a midterm, write my paper all day, take a break for greys, write for another hour, go to the uni and be home in time for the o.c. it was a very busy day! i missed my little bro's concert at walkers nite club (hello how is it that he is playing at night clubs??? he's 17!). anyway i heard it was a good time. sometimes i can't wait to not be a student anymore. my evenings will be free! and i'll have a SALARY! wow. what a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenna and i are going to Rascal Flatts tonight, sitting in the 15th row on the floor! its gonna be so awesome. i better get my camera all charged up. Yeeeee haww. i love country music! afterwards i am meeting up with Tanis and Regan for some white chocolate brownie at Moxies. delicious. what an almost perfect day (besides having to work!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make it even more perfect, jeff suprised me and took me out for lunch today. it was so nice! i was going to eat some yogurt and 2 oranges for lunch and instead i got a clubhouse wrap and salad. and it was especially nice to have a cup of coffee to help me make through the afternoon. today seems like my lucky day - free tix to an awesome concert, it was casual day at work today (yay jeans!), a suprise lunch, jenna making me lasanga for supper (yummmmm), and favorite girls to hang out with. maybe i should buy a lotto ticket too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-7677399823210199821?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7677399823210199821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=7677399823210199821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7677399823210199821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7677399823210199821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/ride-em-cowboy.html' title='ride em cowboy'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-4718029763597117329</id><published>2007-02-22T00:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:17:56.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Some Kind of Miracle"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are my pre-show thoughts to the much anticipated Greys Anatomy tomorrow night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, please note the addition to "Amuse Me" : i have added the Greys writers blog, called "Grey Matter" - http://www.greyswriters.com/. they update it every week after the show and its the writers thoughts. great fun and i read it every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second - Denny, i loooooooooovvvved Denny and there he is, in Merideths "dream" (SHE IS NOT DEAD!!!). But Dylan, what is the big deal with him? i hardly remember him. he had something to do with the show with the bomb when Merideth had to hold the bomb in someones body. but i honestly don't remember dylan being all that significant in the show and Shonda (the main Greys writer) talks about him a lot. so if anyone remembers why Dylan is so great please comment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly - I have already made mention to this - I do not believe she is actually dead. well she could be dead but she's coming back. i have NO doubt about it. the show tomorrow night is called "some kind of miracle" and this just solidifies my opinion! what do you all think? obviously she'll be alright! otherwise this show is over! if someone is going to die, my prediction (thanks to Angela) is that it will be either merideths mom or the chief (he DID retire afterall). one thing i have heard - maybe Izzie to reunite her with Denny? i doubt it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other thoughts - I love Christina, I love Izzie. I thought Izzie's speech last week was great. I loved when she told George that Callie was a mistake. that was awesome of her even though i don't know if i agree with that. Shonda (i talk about her like she is my friend) says that Callie is the sexiest woman on television and ever since i read that, i think she's right. i love this show. am i missing any great parts from last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, THE best show on TV and i'm quite excited to see it tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-4718029763597117329?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4718029763597117329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=4718029763597117329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4718029763597117329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4718029763597117329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/kind-of-miracle.html' title='&amp;quot;Some Kind of Miracle&amp;quot;'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1241413304094924550</id><published>2007-02-19T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:30:42.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>back to my home i dare not go</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay so I have had my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;facebook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;account for a couple months now, and I don't really get it. apparently it's the hottest thing since &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I'm not sure how many more internet networking sites I can sign up for before I reach my personal quota of stupidness. anyway if anyone can explain why facebook is the bomb, please, do tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you all know, I went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Farm&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. I feel like I've titled it by starting it with capitals. I think that is nice. anyway, it was...... very boring. Jeff went snowmobiling ALLLLLLLLLL effing day on Saturday and I did absolutely nothing. I watched TV from 9:30 am till 7:30 pm. at one point I managed to get off my spot on the couch and go outside for half an hour to go pet baby cows which was really kind of cute. I would've taken some pictures but I hadn't managed to get off my lazy bum and have a shower so pictures were out of the question. but this one little guy was super feisty and I was a little worried he was going to butt me with his little cow head and chase me around the barn so I kind of kept my distance from him. her I mean. I was dealing with baby cows here people, not baby bulls. I'm not completely nutzo. so these baby calfs, they're really even more gentle than a puppy and yet here I was, nervous around them. they make the loudest moooooos. I jumped a little every time. I was glad nobody was in the barn to watch me. cuz I'm a total loser when I'm all by myself. aren't we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no new baby kittens this time. I was quite disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at 7:30 Jeff's cousin came and picked me up and I was more than relieved. we headed over the a little town bar. every time I go to "the country bar" I feel like I'm in an old country western movie. small, wood cabin like feel with 100 people packed inside and the jukebox a'wailin and the vlt's cha'chinging. it was alright. its not too often I hang out with Jeff's friends without him there but I was glad when he finally did arrive. cuz I freaking missed him after my loonnnnnnng boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; I tried to do a little more than just sit there and I managed to get out a little bit. it was really a beautiful weekend. I'm such a wimp though and I just did not feel like snowmobiling. I kind of think maybe I should have. for some reason I am just scared crapless of being on the stupid machine and I don't have that much fun on them. unless I'm driving, then I'm in charge and feel a bit more secure. I think one particular day - "Sunday S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/02/sunday-in-rural-saskatchewan.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nowday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; From Hell" - screwed up my perception of snowmobiling :) anyway I have snowmobiled since that day (Feb 05), I just wasn't feeling it this weekend. next time i will! Jeff and i decided that we are both adventurous but in different ways - i am "explorative" adventurous, as in I like traveling and backpacking across europe is right up my ally, and he is "danger-seeking" adventurous, as in bungee jumping and whatever else. i think we'd be a funny team for "The Amazing Race."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched two movies this weekend - Jeff bought me "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;" and i have been meaning to watch this since it came out which was FOREVER ago! i loved it. Meryl streep was fantastic in it. very funny. not an academy award winning storyline but light and fun and girly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...4 kristin stars!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Illusionist&lt;/span&gt;" - okay i am sorry but i could NOT stop comparing it to The Prestige which i absolutely loved. i wish i had seen this one first so that i could love Prestige even more, but no, sadly I liked Prestige much better. i know i know, they have a completely different story line but the whole magic thing, well it was really the same and was just ASKING to be compared! STILL, I REALLY LIKED THIS MOVIE! after about an hour...when it picked up :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...3.5 kristin stars!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its just that i would give The Prestige&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4.9 kristin stars&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; true fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i thought this was gonna be a quick blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay so today was Monday and Saskatchewan's first ever FAMILY DAY which in my opinion is a real treat. i think us prairie people suffer enough throughout January and February. we need like an entire week off, and i don't just mean the students. the govt should treat us all to a week off in Mexico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and with that thought i shall turn on my glorious electric blanket so that i can fall asleep and dream of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;white sandy beaches&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;blue sunny skies&lt;/span&gt;. goodnight my bloggers, sweet dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. and, um, Edmonton lost the game against Vancouver (???) on Saturday night and i cried remorseful tears. (*******lies).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1241413304094924550?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1241413304094924550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1241413304094924550' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1241413304094924550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1241413304094924550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-so-i-have-had-my-facebook-account.html' title='back to my home i dare not go'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-7491745564837769179</id><published>2007-02-16T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T18:28:41.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh boy the oilers lost last night. too bad so sad. but at least i didn't forget to blog about it. cuz thats the deal (see "THE CHALLENGE" below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway i'm going to home with jeff this weekend to his parents' farm. have a great LONNNNNNNNNNG weekend, ya'll. i get to see baby calfs and play with new kittens. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubye bloggers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-7491745564837769179?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7491745564837769179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=7491745564837769179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7491745564837769179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7491745564837769179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-two.html' title='day two'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2645829409780660964</id><published>2007-02-15T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:08:50.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>the day of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RdUR0j8TxdI/AAAAAAAAACo/I-0T0pDhRsA/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031947753355462098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RdUR0j8TxdI/AAAAAAAAACo/I-0T0pDhRsA/s400/IMG_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now on to better and more important issues (see below post!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love valentine's day. obviously i love it because i'm in love. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so every year jeff and i have gone out for valentine's day but this year i wanted to do something different. last weekend we kind of had a "valentine's weekend" because we had dinner at The Keg on Friday (&lt;em&gt;we shared delicious appys of breaded asparagus and snow peas, i had the most amazing steak dinner EVER and it was topped off with a wonderful glass of white wine&lt;/em&gt;) and on Saturday we went and saw The Pursuit of Happyness (&lt;em&gt;which i pretty much cried through, such a sad movie&lt;/em&gt;). so i wasn't feeling exactly date deprived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so i decided to make a romantic dinner pour deux. i'm not the most gourmet cook so i kept it kind of simple with chicken fettucine with my homemade vegetable cream cheese alfredo sauce. i even went and bought fresh parsley, and believe me, my mom will be putting parsley in every single meal of hers for the next week as i bought enough for a parsley salad! i needed like, 1/25th of the "bushel" that it came in. i just realized i should've thrown asparagus in my meal. oh well. next year. i have awesome spices from Epicure so those made it extra delicious! i LOOOOOVE my chili lime spice the best. it has a great kick. mmm. anyway. we also had caesar salad and fresh bread. for dessert we had chocolate turtle cheesecake with fresh strawberries, whip cream and chocolate sauce drizzled all over. if that doesn't sound like heaven on a plate than i don't know what does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the funniest part was that i made it at home for us, as it was a wednesday and my family was away for choir and whatever else. before my mom left, she set the table for jeff and i, complete with table cloth, candles, chocolates and matching red napkins. my mom, she is such a romantic. she can't help herself. so we dimmed the lights and turned on jack johnson for a little atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was very movie-ish of us. i've never done dinner like that for us before so it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yes and the best part of all were the GORGEOUS flowers i got from Blossoms. ohhhhh i love them. they are beautiful. i may have to post some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so anyway, Valentine's Day was another success. we had fun. it was romantic and it was special. isn't that the point of vday? i know its so overcommercialized, etc etc, and i can completely understand why some people get annoyed/sad/mad/etc. over it. but i also think its nice and its so important to take a day and make it special for your loved one. sure there are other days in the year that couples make special for each other which is totally important as well, and we do that too. but there is something about Valentine's Day that is nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i especially like that i'm guarenteed to get gorgeous flowers. jeff really is a romantic underneath. i know he's reading this (especially because of "the challenge"), so Thanks Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RdUSDT8TxeI/AAAAAAAAACw/45SN38zIAoY/s1600-h/IMG_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031948006758532578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RdUSDT8TxeI/AAAAAAAAACw/45SN38zIAoY/s400/IMG_2106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s. side note. out of the 20 people who have already viewed my blog today (and its only 10:30!), look where they're all coming from - Saudi Arabia, 2 from China, 2 from USA, Brazil, South Korea, South Africa, Portugal and Greece! thats crazy! but i think i like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2645829409780660964?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2645829409780660964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2645829409780660964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2645829409780660964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2645829409780660964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-synopsis.html' title='the day of love'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RdUR0j8TxdI/AAAAAAAAACo/I-0T0pDhRsA/s72-c/IMG_2104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2044365497096712857</id><published>2007-02-15T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T09:25:59.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>the challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jeff says if i'm going to go to the hockey game with him in edmonton in 2 weeks that i have to prove my "love for the oilers" to him by saying one thing per day about the edmonton oilers. this may be difficult as my true allegiance is elsewhere but i'm up for the challenge. and obviously i'm not a die hard fan so really, big deal. so today it begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay so i'm soooooooo excited for tonights hockey game between the oilers and the buffalo sabres. it's going to be awesome because the sabres haven't won a single game against the oilers in their home arena in over 11 1/2 years. can you believe that, its been over a decade! i may have to miss greys anatomy for such a time as this. GO OILERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gosh i'm good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2044365497096712857?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2044365497096712857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2044365497096712857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2044365497096712857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2044365497096712857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/challenge.html' title='the challenge'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-6884775764602583578</id><published>2007-02-07T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:03:44.353-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>what's with that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've had 95 visitors so far today, and 80 something yesterday - more than double what i have been getting on average for the last 2 months that i've been keeping track. most are from crazy places like china, india, south america, all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel weird about the crazy influx of readers in the last 2 days. i've talked about going private before and may still do this. you'd have to have a google account to read my blog. does anyone have any objections?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-6884775764602583578?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6884775764602583578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=6884775764602583578' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6884775764602583578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6884775764602583578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-with-that.html' title='what&apos;s with that?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-7395497720850847973</id><published>2007-02-06T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:12:15.342-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i confess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>how bad is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just opened up the chocolates that i had bought for jeff for valentine's day... heheheheh.... evil laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was CRAVING some chocolate. and they're Reese chocolate hearts. my absolute favorite. pass that up, as it practically melts in my drawer? i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a week to buy him another bag of chocolates. hahahahaah. another excuse to go to the new walmart again! it's awesome there. so big and full of fun treats and excuses to buy stuff. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; LLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEE walmart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but don't tell anybody in my classes that because i am supposed to hate it. large corporations = bad bad bad. just like me eating jeff's valentines day chocolate = bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE OTHER HAND....&lt;br /&gt;the day lynnel and i came back from walmart, i told jeff that i had bought him his valentine's day stash. mistake. he promptly snuck down to my room and came up with a mouthful of chocolate (not the reeses). i asked him if he read the card i'd bought him and he replied, "well no, i wasn't looking for that." hello i think maybe if he'd at least betrayed me by reading the sweet, sentimental card i bought him, i might feel a bit better. maybe i'd think he cared about love and romance and i'd feel better about the freaking five dollars i spent on a damn card!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;therefore, i'm thinking he deserves the fact that i opened up his (my) Reeses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i can always put the leftovers (yeah right) into a cute little bag or something... mix in some sweetarts... he'll never know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mmm, i like sweetarts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-7395497720850847973?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7395497720850847973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=7395497720850847973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7395497720850847973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7395497720850847973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-bad-is-this.html' title='how bad is this?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-3964686511522194177</id><published>2007-02-03T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:04:18.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>girl blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i bought a bridesmaid dress today! for my friend Angela (aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;angelina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jolie&lt;/span&gt;), getting married in August! i realize i have a no shopping rule for one more month but this is mandatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in love with it. it's bright blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIND OF LIKE THIS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;except its more turquoise than that... anyway. it's so pretty. it's very light and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;flowy&lt;/span&gt; and 3/4 length and strapless and it is so far my most favorite dress ever. it's totally a "Kristin" color(after &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;side pause: Tania - no fear, i have no doubt that i will love our dresses for your wedding just as much!!! I just haven't seen them yet, he he. soon we will pick them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love dresses and owning dresses. i love shopping for them and i love looking pretty in dresses and getting to wear high heels and pretty earrings and putting on make-up. i LOVE this part about being a girl. JUST LOVE IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i also love weddings, and i definitely have my fair share of them this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kristy-Anne/Darryl - July 27/07 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jeff's cousin, Stephanie - July 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jeff's other cousin July 07 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kerri/Rob - Aug 11/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Angela/Kim - Aug 18/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Raina/Garrett (Jeff's friend) - Sept long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tania/Clarke - Oct 13/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That is SEVEN freaking weddings. i have to go "wedding guest" dress shopping! i was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bryan's&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Angela&lt;/span&gt; looking at dresses for her wedding to see if we could possibly go cheap (so didn't work) anyway they have ALL their summer/fall dresses on sale BIG TIME right now and i love about 100 of them. BUT NO CAN DO UNTIL MARCH. am i making the wrong decision? i mean i have 7 weddings to go to, 5 of which i will not be wearing a bridesmaid dress. i currently have 3 dresses that will work which not too many have seen...i think i need 2 more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no i am still going to wait for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Edmonton&lt;/span&gt; extravaganza. oh is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt; ever going to have fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-3964686511522194177?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3964686511522194177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=3964686511522194177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3964686511522194177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3964686511522194177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/dresses.html' title='girl blog...'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-8238247753589306015</id><published>2007-01-31T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:57:49.677-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>quick lame-o blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i've added the most fun blog ever, VivaGlam101, as per Alison's blog, ch ch check it out&lt;br /&gt;-was sick today...now i get to make up time by working at BX monday...super...&lt;br /&gt;-i love the show Friday Night Lights, i think its one of the best dramas on TV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-American Idol was funny tonight. i loved that that one guy "learned to sing" with paula and randy. paula seemed with it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;-have a test tomorrow, not cool, haven't studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-going bridesmaid dress shopping on saturday with angela! should be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-looking for something to do saturday night...open for suggestions... someone should throw a shin dig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Jenna and I got free tix to Rascal Flats, it's gonna be wicked.&lt;br /&gt;-thanks for the comments about my sweet niece. she really is so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;-this is the lamest blog ever. i really just wanted to point out the fab new link for VivaGlam101 under "amuse me".&lt;br /&gt;-done and done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-8238247753589306015?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/8238247753589306015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=8238247753589306015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8238247753589306015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8238247753589306015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/quick-lame-o-blog.html' title='quick lame-o blog'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-6759444894903533696</id><published>2007-01-30T16:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:45:01.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Haylie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/13scXpwRcpQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/13scXpwRcpQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-6759444894903533696?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6759444894903533696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=6759444894903533696' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6759444894903533696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6759444894903533696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/haylie.html' title='Haylie'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1982910407344134460</id><published>2007-01-22T16:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:53:31.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Where the Hell is Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Pkh5opBp6K4' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Pkh5opBp6K4'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lets try this again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a youtube junkie but this is awesome! i want to go to all those places!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1982910407344134460?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1982910407344134460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1982910407344134460' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1982910407344134460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1982910407344134460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-hell-is-matt.html' title='Where the Hell is Matt'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-8327665048352749188</id><published>2007-01-20T15:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:54:06.903-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Paula Drunk? too funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zt5-wn3fvlw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zt5-wn3fvlw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-8327665048352749188?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/8327665048352749188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=8327665048352749188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8327665048352749188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8327665048352749188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/paula-abdul-drunk-in-fox-live-interview.html' title='Paula Drunk? too funny!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-3699093052607856228</id><published>2007-01-18T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:03:37.215-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>i heart shopping. and the bus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have a confession to make. i went to centre mall. i mean, the circle at centre and eighth (i don't want lynnel to accuse me of being an old lady again). and i shopped a teeny bit. but i have to say, the ONLY reason i went there was to get some pants hemmed....and it was only going to take 1 hour....so i figured i could have a minature look around.... and i only spent $10.00.... here's how it went down. i went to bluenotes, which i don't even like, but i had to buy new mitts - new mitts are OBVIOUSLY an exception to my rule because i lost one of my mitts and i live in the coldest place on earth. so that is completely okay. right? then i bought a shirt. it was $4.00. is that okay? i had to think it was. like $4.00! really. you could hardly buy a bottle of water for less than that...in disneyland at least. so THEN, i was strolling by la senza, and ladies, ladies you need to pay attention here, bras for $8.50 and undies 5 for $10.00.... it was simply an opportunity one cannot pass up. you all understand right? to make it more okay, i had a gift card that i recently found from 2005! yes over a year ago. so, once again, i believe my actions are justified because i had a gift card. are we all okay with this? i felt i had to confess my shopping sins on here. okay i'm better now, moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i took the freaking bus today. as mentioned, i no longer have a car since the stupid head gasket blew, so i rely on my daddy and jeff and my sister, and my mom drove me once, although she is my least favorite driver because she tried to drop me off on the street in front of my work place! everyone else takes me right to the door. and when jeff drives me, we stop at starbucks. all expenses paid. ha. anyway, all have proved themselves faithful in this horrible situation i am in. until this morning. so the bus, it really isn't that bad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;i like how it is 2 seconds away from my house and that it drops me off right in front of the university. i like how it is toasty warm inside and that the driver this morning was kind of cute. i like how it is full of university students and as far as i can tell, none of them are carrying guns or bombs (i've been scared of busses since speed came out. you can never be too careful!). i like how the seats look like they have been recently recovered, and that they say "saskatoon shines!" on them. i like how if i actually make it to the bus stop on time that i will make it to History 10 minutes early, not 20 minutes late like usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;i dont like how i don't know what stop is the best to get off at because the driver passed the street i needed to go down and i'm too scared to ask him if he is going to go onto waterbury drive or not and that i got off way too early and had to walk 10 minutes to actually get home. ha ha, i laughed at myself. the walk was nice though, except that i had forgotten my new mittens at home that morning. oh well. i also don't like how it takes 25 minutes to get to school and that it won't wait for me if i sleep in a bit. i don't like that this morning i skipped two classes because i was dreading figuring out how to take the bus and then when i actually tried it it was very easy. i suppose that is more a con towards myself though. i love to sleep in so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so yes it was a cultural experience this morning. i love thursdays because i'm done at 1 and i don't have class tomorrow so that means no tests, no papers and nothing due on fridays. AND it is Grey's Anatomy night and The Office and even the stupid O.C. which i haven't been watching this season but i still have a small part in my heart open to it. i just saw the preview for "The Hills" starting Feb 5 and i'm super duper excited about that. i heart the hills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, my sis is here with my sweet baby and boy so its time for me to babysit for a couple hours. bye now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-3699093052607856228?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3699093052607856228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=3699093052607856228' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3699093052607856228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3699093052607856228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-heart-shopping-and-bus.html' title='i heart shopping. and the bus.'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-8279466009846585217</id><published>2007-01-13T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:05:07.678-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>synopsis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ohhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrumptious&lt;/span&gt;, i just ate a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lindors&lt;/span&gt; dark chocolate and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; divine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yummmmy&lt;/span&gt;. it came in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; stocking. thanks Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lynnel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; kidnapped me because apparently i don't go out enough. i was enjoying my quiet night on the couch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jeff&lt;/span&gt; watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas, Law &amp; Order and finally the boring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Oilers&lt;/span&gt; game (he is still trying to make a fan out of me). so we got all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sexy'd&lt;/span&gt; up and went to 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Ave Grill for some Friday night special $4.50 martinis. here is our fine array of choices: Nice Melons, Oh My God, the Mighty Aphrodite, Bert &amp;amp; Ernie, and Malibu Stacy. they were fun and so pretty because they came with orchids in them. then we find out the kitchen was closed (this is what reminds us Saskatoon is NOT the big city), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lynnel&lt;/span&gt; asked for "just a little snack" and batted her eyelashes and the guy brings out a bowl of soup and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;foccasia&lt;/span&gt; bread for her. and didn't charge her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what you get for being a pretty girl i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed over the the new tapas bar, Barking Fish, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; metro, sexy little place, so Sarah can say hello to a special someone and so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lynnel&lt;/span&gt; can flir - i mean "be friendly" with people - some more (he he he she is going to kill me when she reads this!) and so i can sit in between them at the bar and smile helplessly. ever felt that way? indeed. i just just mention - lynnel's my fav girl. i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't stay long as it was already 1:30 am and we still had a movie to watch. so we head over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lynnel's&lt;/span&gt; place and watch "The Last Kiss" on her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;big screen&lt;/span&gt;. oh The Last Kiss. oh Zach Braff, oh Rachel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bilson&lt;/span&gt;, or Bison as i called her once by accident. interesting movie. rather sad, thought provoking, and you just want to smack all the guys in it. it is about a group of 29 year old guys who don't want to grow up. the one guy leaves his wife and kid, the other guy cheats on his pregnant girlfriend, so on and so on... good movie, kind of sad and kind of funny, and it ended well. not a "must see" but definitely not a disappointment. it was not the cute, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; movie i thought it was going to be. off beat, like Garden State was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home at 4 am. FOUR AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till 1:30 pm. still half asleep here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tonight - amigos at 9 for some mexican and later on, part-ay for jeff's cousin's bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-8279466009846585217?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/8279466009846585217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=8279466009846585217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8279466009846585217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/8279466009846585217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/synopsis.html' title='synopsis'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-9032183135816461674</id><published>2007-01-10T22:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:19:14.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzard 2007 Saskatoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/aYs7AP8UPic' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/aYs7AP8UPic'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This isn't my video, but it certainly shows what here today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-9032183135816461674?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/9032183135816461674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=9032183135816461674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/9032183135816461674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/9032183135816461674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/blizzard-2007-saskatoon_7039.html' title='Blizzard 2007 Saskatoon'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2440874902763768901</id><published>2007-01-10T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T09:00:22.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzard 2007 Saskatoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;This picture and the youtube video especially, might explain why it took me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.5 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get home from work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;and why others &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;did not even go home at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...can you imagine sleeping over at WORK? no thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018620271815857378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RaW4jCQolOI/AAAAAAAAACc/r215GPPLJQM/s400/silversprings-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2440874902763768901?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2440874902763768901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2440874902763768901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2440874902763768901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2440874902763768901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/blizzard-2007-saskatoon.html' title='Blizzard 2007 Saskatoon'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RaW4jCQolOI/AAAAAAAAACc/r215GPPLJQM/s72-c/silversprings-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-3755700522132802809</id><published>2007-01-05T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:02:11.835-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-control'/><title type='text'>my pledge</title><content type='html'>Jeff and I are going to Edmonton on March 1 from Thursday to Sunday. We're going to an Oilers game on Thursday, even though I am a DIE HARD (haha) Calgary Flames fan. I have a sticker on my car to prove it. Anyway obviously I am not die hard because die hards do not enter Rexall Place. I'm just going along for fun. I promised Jeff I would cheer (I'm gonna cheer for Minnesota but don't tell him that). We are sitting in the very front row by the glass so we'll see all the action, blood and sweat. Sounds lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making a proclamation on my blog regarding spending money on clothes until this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby solemnly swear that I will NOT spend any money on clothes until March 2, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this alleged time I shall proceed to spend every hard earned penny I have on clothing at West Edmonton Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not go to Midtown Mall - not for ANY reason (that is too risky).&lt;br /&gt;I will not go to Centre Mall, unless I am going to Zellers or Safeway.&lt;br /&gt;I will not go to Market Mall, unless I need a round of mini golf.&lt;br /&gt;I will not go to Lawson Mall, unless I go on a lunch break and bypass all clothing stores and stay in the food court, Starbucks and London Drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I will not go to Confed Mall because I never go there anyway as it is far away, dirty and skanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning March 2, 2007, I will enter the WEM (hand signals please, Kristy-Anne and Lynnel) and proceed to purchase shoes, boots, jackets, jeans, skirts, pants, shirts, bathing suits, hats, business wear and casual wear. Oh yes I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will anyway... that depends on how much I save. (Hey at least I'm saving on car insurance. Who needs insurance when you have no car.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin A Eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may be the hardest thing i've ever done. yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-3755700522132802809?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3755700522132802809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=3755700522132802809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3755700522132802809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/3755700522132802809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-pledge.html' title='my pledge'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-4349457083801983480</id><published>2007-01-04T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T16:19:23.850-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><title type='text'>in a pickle</title><content type='html'>i'm back. round 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so funny. JS is much funnier than this is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blew a.... something.... in my car. this head gasket perhaps it was, blew a hole in my... engine per say.... and then anti-freeze (this is one thing i am sure of) got mixed in with.... oil i think... and has melted and ruined my engine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no car. i need a ride. everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a dilemma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-4349457083801983480?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4349457083801983480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=4349457083801983480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4349457083801983480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4349457083801983480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-pickle.html' title='in a pickle'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-9176626160277121863</id><published>2007-01-04T11:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T16:20:00.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>ohhhhhhh blast, JS!!!</title><content type='html'>i LOVE my political studies professor! i just LOOOOOOOVE him! i'm not being sarcastic. I've had him before and he is sooooooooo funny! i should write down all the funny things he says in class. today i was laughing so hard because he gets SOOOOO excited and he was talking about our textbooks and he says, "and BONE-O wrote the introduction! BONE-O!" he meant bono, you know like U2 Bono. OHHHH i was laughing because he truly truly slays me (that one is for you Lynnel). i can't even explain his funniness. i shall call him JS because i don't want anyone to google him and find my blog. how embarrasing i would be if he were to find out my love of him on my little blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(alison i know you know who i mean. she did her masters under him! she shares in the love!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go now, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-9176626160277121863?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/9176626160277121863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=9176626160277121863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/9176626160277121863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/9176626160277121863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohhhhhhh-blast-js.html' title='ohhhhhhh blast, JS!!!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-9197989960151338077</id><published>2006-12-26T14:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:40:39.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jingle bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVIj1YsHMhQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVIj1YsHMhQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-9197989960151338077?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/9197989960151338077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=9197989960151338077' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/9197989960151338077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/9197989960151338077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/jingle-bells.html' title='jingle bells'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-5156872885172587646</id><published>2006-12-26T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:21:43.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haylie - the most gorgeous Christmas baby ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(this might be the best picture I've ever taken - I need KAG's photoshop to take out my mom's hand and the yellow baby blanket!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZF0HYvxQSI/AAAAAAAAABo/51h-3Ucvypk/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012915530490790178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZF0HYvxQSI/AAAAAAAAABo/51h-3Ucvypk/s400/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFz9YvxQRI/AAAAAAAAABg/KUrK21umpLY/s1600-h/IMG_1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012915358692098322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFz9YvxQRI/AAAAAAAAABg/KUrK21umpLY/s400/IMG_1956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro - Phil,&lt;br /&gt;Sis - Jenna,&lt;br /&gt;Brother in Law - Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFzl4vxQQI/AAAAAAAAABY/PCde9SlWIx8/s1600-h/IMG_1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012914954965172482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFzl4vxQQI/AAAAAAAAABY/PCde9SlWIx8/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(above) I'm confident enough to put pre-showered pictures of myself :) he he. I just had to show off my most luxurious-ever robe that Jeff gave me for Christmas. I LOVE LOVE IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Haylie looks so cute too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFzbovxQPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/S7wENhQR5b0/s1600-h/IMG_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012914778871513330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFzbovxQPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/S7wENhQR5b0/s400/IMG_1943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken Christmas Eve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby had enough celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFzEYvxQOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cc9pLilGc7E/s1600-h/IMG_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012914379439554786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFzEYvxQOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cc9pLilGc7E/s400/IMG_1928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(above) Jenna, my Mom, and I playing Cranium. We lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(below) Kyle, a very overexcited Matt, Phil, Kayden and a barely there pic of Dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFyz4vxQNI/AAAAAAAAABA/XmaakYij2nY/s1600-h/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012914095971713234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFyz4vxQNI/AAAAAAAAABA/XmaakYij2nY/s400/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFyoIvxQMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/37WbEQeMf68/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012913894108250306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFyoIvxQMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/37WbEQeMf68/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;(above) the only pic taken of Jeff and I, and it's blurry. And I'm doing the over-smiling thing. Taken on Dec 23, as Jeff went home on the 24th. He's wearing the sweater I bought him, and proudly displaying the gift certificate for the Fishing Hole, along with his stocking that was jammed packed full of fun stuff. Lynnel and I also went together and bought him a little golf package - hat, oilers ball marker and golf balls for his birthday which is on Christmas Eve. Yes Lynnel. She insisted on paying for part of it because she wanted to get him a gift! It was cute of her. And also great for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am holding the teddy bear that came with my 14 k white gold necklace that I am wearing, an awesome electric blanket to keep me warm and cozy at night (it's incredible), and a gift certificate for La Senza. The little green box is a fishing hook that was actually a joke.&lt;br /&gt;He also surprised me on Christmas morning with the robe in the picture above that I had been begging for since September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFyb4vxQLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uy1wyoG7Wa4/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012913683654852786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZFyb4vxQLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uy1wyoG7Wa4/s400/IMG_1921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haylie and Kayden in the play thing I bought for Haylie for Christmas. Haylie's sleeper says "Baby's First Christmas" and it was pretty cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So all in all, Christmas was&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZF-aIvxQTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-bumMF9B8UM/s1600-h/IMG_1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012926847729615154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZF-aIvxQTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-bumMF9B8UM/s400/IMG_1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just wonderful. I went to bed last night thinking it had been a perfect day besides Jeff not being there. We opened gifts from the family and mom and dad had bought me this absolutely gorgeous glass jewelry box from the Bombay company, along with some beautiful jewelry to put in it (seems appropriate doesn't it?!). I think the tassle is going to have to come off soon :) The parents also got me one of the most fun-filled stockings ever, with lots of chocolates, Body Shop goodies, scrapbooking supplies, lotions and potions, etc, etc. Phil got me the Snow Patrol CD, Matt got me 3 very trendy picture frames from Twisted Goods, and Jenna bought me a NYC calender and a girly book to waste my time on which I love. I still have a gift coming from Jeff's mom and dad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel a little bit spoiled rotten this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After presents we had a huge delicious brunch and spent the afternoon relaxing, napping and doing whatever. We went for Christmas dinner at the Hilton and it was amazing and lovely and elegant. Nobody minded that we didn't have supper at home one bit. Then we went through the Enchanted Forest, supposedly the biggest light show in Canada, which is always a good Christmas thing to do. After that we came home and watched "Miracle on 34th Street" which really puts a smile on anyones face :) Oh I'm being so cheezy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it really was a great Christmas! I think I'll spend my last day off cleaning my very messy room, trying to figure out You Tube to download a very funny little video of Kayden to share with you all, and eating leftovers. PERRRRRRFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe for the last time (this year anyway).... Merry Christmas everyone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-5156872885172587646?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/5156872885172587646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=5156872885172587646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/5156872885172587646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/5156872885172587646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RZF0HYvxQSI/AAAAAAAAABo/51h-3Ucvypk/s72-c/IMG_1961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-6043031843696186584</id><published>2006-12-20T09:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:19:04.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i confess'/><title type='text'>italics are all mine!</title><content type='html'>****'s mean YES I HAVE. (Thanks to Heather for the survey!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink **** (&lt;em&gt;it doesn't ask how many people were in the bar&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;02. Swam with wild dolphins &lt;em&gt;(i did this at canada's wonderland but they were hardly wild)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Climbed a mountain ****&lt;br /&gt;04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;05. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;06. Held a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone ****&lt;br /&gt;08. Said “I love you” and meant it ****&lt;br /&gt;09. Hugged a tree ****&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;11. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched a lightning storm at sea &lt;em&gt;(i'm pretty sure this is just as cool on the prairies, in which case, ****!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise ****&lt;br /&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights ****&lt;br /&gt;15. Gone to a huge sports game ****&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables **** (&lt;em&gt;okay so my mom did the actual growing&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg ****&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept under the stars ****&lt;br /&gt;20. Changed a baby’s diaper ****&lt;br /&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;22. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;23. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;br /&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity ****&lt;br /&gt;25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope ****&lt;br /&gt;26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment ****&lt;br /&gt;27. Had a food fight ****&lt;br /&gt;28. Bet on a winning horse ****&lt;br /&gt;29. Asked out a stranger&lt;br /&gt;30. Had a snowball fight ****&lt;br /&gt;31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can ****&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb ****&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen a total eclipse ****&lt;br /&gt;34. Ridden a roller coaster ****&lt;br /&gt;35. Hit a home run **** (&lt;em&gt;don't laugh. it's true!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking ****&lt;br /&gt;37. Adopted an accent for an entire day ****(&lt;em&gt;well part of a day. more like an hour&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment **** (&lt;em&gt;definitely!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Had two hard drives for your computer (&lt;em&gt;i need another one though&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all 50 states (&lt;em&gt;it's on my list of things to do!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Taken care of someone who was drunk ****&lt;br /&gt;42. Had amazing friends ****&lt;br /&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched wild whales ****&lt;br /&gt;45. Stolen a sign ****&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe (&lt;em&gt;another wish on the list&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;47. Taken a road-trip ****&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;49. Midnight walk on the beach ****&lt;br /&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Greece&lt;br /&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love&lt;br /&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them **** (&lt;em&gt;a married man bought me dinner and a drink in the minneapolis airport at TGI Fridays!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Belgium (&lt;em&gt;why aren't any of these about places i HAVE visited?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;56. Alphabetized your CDs ****&lt;br /&gt;57. Pretended to be a superhero ****&lt;br /&gt;58. Sung karaoke **** (&lt;em&gt;for the first time this last weekend!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day ****&lt;br /&gt;60. Played touch football ****&lt;br /&gt;61. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;62. Kissed in the rain ****&lt;br /&gt;63. Played in the mud ****&lt;br /&gt;64. Played in the rain ****&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theater ****&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the San Marco&lt;br /&gt;67. Started a business (&lt;em&gt;just the lemonade stand when i was a kid&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;69. Toured ancient sites ****&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class ****&lt;br /&gt;71. Played D&amp;amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;72. Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;73. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;74. Crashed a party ****&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;77. Made cookies from scratch ****&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest **** (&lt;em&gt;this halloween for my paper-bag princess costume!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;80. Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Tyrol River&lt;br /&gt;82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”&lt;br /&gt;83. Got flowers for no reason ****&lt;br /&gt;84. Performed on stage ****&lt;br /&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas ****&lt;br /&gt;86. Recorded music ****&lt;br /&gt;87. Eaten shark&lt;br /&gt;88. Kissed on the first date ****&lt;br /&gt;89. Gone to Thailand ****&lt;br /&gt;90. Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;91. Been in a combat zone **** (&lt;em&gt;ha ha, in Israel someone hit me with a rock, so I like to say i was involved in the war there) (this maybe isn't funny to some...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;93. Been on a cruise ship ****&lt;br /&gt;94. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;95. Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;br /&gt;96. Raised children&lt;br /&gt;97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge (&lt;em&gt;seen it, not walked it&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking ****&lt;br /&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived&lt;br /&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost over 100 pounds&lt;br /&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;109. Touched a stingray ****&lt;br /&gt;110. Broken someone’s heart ****&lt;br /&gt;111. Helped an animal give birth (&lt;em&gt;i watched a calf being born once though&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a radio show **** (&lt;em&gt;in the form of gift certificates!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. Broken a bone **** (&lt;em&gt;i was six, broke the femer bone!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears ****&lt;br /&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol ****&lt;br /&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;br /&gt;118. Ridden a horse ****&lt;br /&gt;119. Had major surgery&lt;br /&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon **** (&lt;em&gt;modification - part way around the rim!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states &lt;em&gt;(i just counted, i've been to 20 states and 10 foreign countries)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;126. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;127. Eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;128. Had your picture in the newspaper ****&lt;br /&gt;129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about ****&lt;br /&gt;130. Gone back to school ****&lt;br /&gt;131. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;132. Touched a cockroach&lt;br /&gt;133. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey (&lt;em&gt;just parts of them - but they are on my list of books to read&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read ****&lt;br /&gt;136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating (&lt;em&gt;do fish count?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language ****&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;140. Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream ****&lt;br /&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;143. Built your own PC from parts (&lt;em&gt;as if)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you&lt;br /&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;146. Dyed your hair ***&lt;br /&gt;147. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;148. Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;149. Caused a car accident&lt;br /&gt;150. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151. Participated in stupid online survey's because I was bored. ****&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-6043031843696186584?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6043031843696186584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=6043031843696186584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6043031843696186584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6043031843696186584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/italics-are-all-mine.html' title='italics are all mine!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1607651630795500626</id><published>2006-12-18T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:57:40.101-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>blogging is my christmas gift to you</title><content type='html'>many have commented, both on my blog and in person, of the extreme joy they are receiving because of the amount of blogging i have done recently. you're all welcome. think of it as my christmas gift to you, hence the title of this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first Monday since august that i have worked and it was very difficult to get up this morning. you see, all semester i had a seminar class from 12:30 - 3:30, so i usually got to have a leisurely Monday morning. it was AWESOME. today is NOT AWESOME. it SUCKS getting up at 7. I've got this weird thing going on where i feel extremely faint and nauseous in the morning for about the first hour after i wake up. it's happened a few times over the last 6 months or so and again this morning. so i waste 20 minutes of my already very crammed morning (i'm late for work every freaking morning) lying on the bathroom floor. very strange. i don't know if its a dehydrated thing or a sugar thing or what, but well, a blog is not the place to talk medical things :)&lt;br /&gt;soooooooo ANYWAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's CHRISTMAS in case you hadn't noticed! i love it. it's such a lovely time of year. i just wish that it would stop snowing in saskatchewan. i mean seriously HOW much snow do we need? it's very lovely but we don't need 18 feet of it. 2 would be sufficient. it's just annoying driving around on these bloody streets and brushing all the snow off every morning, afternoon and evening. back to happy thoughts. i am THIS close to being done christmas shopping. i just have to pick up something for my parents and for jeff, but i know exactly what i am getting for all of them so i can do it quickly on one of my lunch breaks this week. and i LOOOOOOOOOOVVVE wrapping christmas presents, just like tanys mosher, so i get to do that this week. SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeff the little bum has a birthday on christmas eve, so i have to do double duty this time of year. its hard to separate birthday and christmas, and the poor guy has been sacrificing birthday his entire life, so i try to do something. i think this year we are just going for dinner somewhere nice. i'm copping out a bit, but he has a wicked stocking. see, i can't help but combine bday and christmas. sucka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to Bad Ass Jacks for lunch and it was superb. i was annoyed cuz right before i got there, 4 boys beat me in line and they took FOREVER. arrrrrg. i was so hungry and just wanted my wrap right now. but i had to wait. and then it was so hot i burned the roof of my mouth. brutal! but soooooooooooo tasty. i love it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend i went to a fabulous party at the redekopp's farm near dalmeny. they had made soooooo much food and there was tons left over cuz the roads were so bad that a lot of people didn't end up coming. and they had karaoke and dance dance revolution. if awesome food, karaoke and DDR don't make a party, then I DON'T KNOW WHAT DOES. it was really fun. then lynnel and i went home and watched....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEAN GIRLS! yes i bought it! no more whining. it is so funny. it was totally worth staying up till 3 am to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday lynnel and i did some christmas shopping, and we just ventured out to the circle mall. lynnel thinks that only old people call it the circle mall. she calls it the center mall. everytime i say circle mall she bursts out laughing and calls me an old lady. Well I never. i blame it on all the old people i talk to everyday (who by the way, are ALL traveling to Arizona for the winter, which makes me sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo jealous). anyway my whole point is that we did not even dare attempt to conquer midtown. no siree. i bet its even worse than walmart there. walmart is like a whole other culture - everyone there is so rude and so grumpy! i watched two ladies purposly hit each other with their carts the other day because neither one of them wanted to wait and let the other one go by in the aisle! i'm serious! it was insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday i went and bought a pair of pants for work. at smart set. they are way way way too long. so i go to 'stitch it' to get them hemmed. they can't do it till FRIDAY! HOW RIDICULOUS!!!! so i am pissed off and am wearing them long. it's my new style i guess. does anyone know anyone who can hem my pants for me??!!! like come on now stitch it, pick up the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes so i think that is about all for now. my cell phone is broken in literally two pieces so don't try to call me on that. i'll get a new one after christmas. or maybe i'll get a loaner for a week? we'll see. i love how this blog has brought me through the day. it's already 2:03. okay bu-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1607651630795500626?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1607651630795500626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1607651630795500626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1607651630795500626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1607651630795500626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogging-is-my-christmas-gift-to-you.html' title='blogging is my christmas gift to you'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-302893301101181321</id><published>2006-12-15T16:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:36:53.883-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>one year ago today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RYMj7XdKs6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ST_-weSuZDo/s1600-h/new+york.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008886713381729186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RYMj7XdKs6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ST_-weSuZDo/s400/new+york.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-302893301101181321?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/302893301101181321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=302893301101181321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/302893301101181321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/302893301101181321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-year-ago-today.html' title='one year ago today...'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RYMj7XdKs6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ST_-weSuZDo/s72-c/new+york.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-1629531044299535883</id><published>2006-12-14T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:20:05.991-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>analysis of poll</title><content type='html'>2 responses will do. (see last post if you don't know what i'm talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the reason i was thinking about it. i've been writing a few christmas cards lately and i like to end it, "love me" if it's someone like my sister or lynnel or jeff, or just someone close. but everytime i do it i completely hesitate BECAUSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... hope it's okay to write about this on a BLOG for pete's sake... when i dated this guy a long while back, like seven/six years ago, we used to write little notes and one day i ended it "love me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i thought i was so cute. but when the next time i got a letter from him, it ended,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me kristin. (completely serious too) (parenthesis mine) (hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;love you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sure most of you know who, hehe, but i'm pretty sure he doesn't even have access to the internet.... i'm hoping not anyway... not like he'd google me first if he did.... anyway, i don't even care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh i was like oh that is NOT what i meant when i wrote it!!!! i TOTALLY have a complex about it!!! so i've been wondering all these years if i am completely crazy or if HE was completely insecure and basically wrote please love me kristin, oh please do. oh dear oh dear. so i feel better that at least jenn and leah are okay with the love me. thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should've added a comma? love, me. perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-1629531044299535883?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1629531044299535883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=1629531044299535883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1629531044299535883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/1629531044299535883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/analysis-of-poll.html' title='analysis of poll'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-2402929579501693309</id><published>2006-12-14T12:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:24:33.740-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>What do you think when you see something (i.e. a letter, or the end of a blog for instance) signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love Me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it is a cry for love? like i am asking you to love me more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do you think of it as "love from me" ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must know. i'll explain after i hear from a few of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i have my last final exam in 1.5 hours, and this is what is weighing on my mind? strange, i know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-2402929579501693309?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2402929579501693309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=2402929579501693309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2402929579501693309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/2402929579501693309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-6971422729477793405</id><published>2006-12-12T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:22:09.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RX9zCXdKs5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/YcqXL6g7hVo/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007847795152565138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RX9zCXdKs5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/YcqXL6g7hVo/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-6971422729477793405?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6971422729477793405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=6971422729477793405' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6971422729477793405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6971422729477793405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/RX9zCXdKs5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/YcqXL6g7hVo/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-6451315080682863903</id><published>2006-12-08T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:22:37.494-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Miss Piggy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/miss-piggy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total princess and diva, you're totally in charge - even if people don't know it.You want to be loved, adored, and worshiped. And you won't settle for anything less.You're going to be a total star, and you won't let any of the "little people" get in your way.Just remember, piggy, never eat more than you can lift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Muppet Personality Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-6451315080682863903?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6451315080682863903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=6451315080682863903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6451315080682863903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/6451315080682863903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-are-miss-piggy-total-princess-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-4236307765759589041</id><published>2006-12-04T17:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:23:33.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>ai ai ya yai, in china they never grow chilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LAST DAY OF CLASSES TODAY!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you guys i'm seriously thinking i might actually make it through! i don't know how many times i told lynnel i was going to drop out of school and she would just laugh oh haha haha ha. ha. ha. not. so. funny. when. i'm. half. serious. (do the periods emphasize that sentence or are they just distracting???) (i like them). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have one more paper to write... by midnight tonight...that i haven't started...but you know what, THAT IS OKAY! i don't care. it might be a teensy bit late. but still okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i'm soooooooooooooooooooo looking forward to just going to work and coming home AND GET A DECENT PAYCHECK, and not having stuff to worry about! school stuff stays with me day after day after day. i dream about it. it comes with me on my weekends. books lay piled up on my bed and on my desk. the computer never shuts off. papers are everywhere. i LOATHE this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;work on the other hand, ends at 5 pm SHARP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am so excited. i'm going to watch all my girl movies over the holidays. my chick flick movie collection includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;In Her Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Bridget Jones' Diary&lt;br /&gt;Bridget Jones' DiarY: The Edge of Reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants&lt;br /&gt;How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch them all over the holidays. I'm so mad at myself, i was at walmart on saturday and "Mean Girls" was $12 and i didn't buy it..... and there were only 2 copies left, so i'm sure its gone by now. biggest mistake of my weekend. that'd be a great christmas present if anyone wants to buy me it. hehe. i love that movie. i loved the old lindsay lohan. now she is one of my favorite people to see on "go fug yourself". her and mary-kate olson. J'ADORE that funny little website! go check out the one today its laugh out loud. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k so i have exams coming up but i am at peace with exams. i like them better than mad paper writing. and guess what i have the BEST day ever planned for next monday. i'm getting a massage in the morning. at 1 i'm off to the spa for THREE glorious hours, for a pedicure, spa manicure and aromatherapy massage (my birthday present from jeff). now, 2 massages in one day seems a little crazy but i wanted the real deal cuz my back feels like bricks, so a real one is in order here. i'll definitely be relaxed for studying. i was thinking about getting an eyebrow wax that day too. then i should finish off with getting my hair done. but thats a little overboard since it doesn't really need a cut yet. and i usually only get highlights when i'm absolutely dying over my roots and i'm not there yet. january i will be there. mmm can't wait for monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kayden got his little teeth fixed today and he was at the hospital in regina and he told kyle "i like these pajamas daddy, i didn't know i got to wear pajamas here!" regarding the hospital scrubs they put you in. he came through the surgery a little groggy but he just thought it was a fun family trip to regina, which is so cute. he couldn't wait to go watersliding. imagine if he wrecked his teeth the same night? oh dear. don't tell jenna i said that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;can't wait for the weekend to watch the christmas presentation and hang with alison and leon. and lynnel and i are dying for some quality time, although we did have some on friday night at Moxies with 2 bad-girl desserts and some fancy girly drinks. then chad and aaron came to intrude on girl time. but i can't really blame them. i suppose we &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; call them. can't get too mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my christmas wish list (besides 'mean girls') - shopping spree. and that super soft baby pink robe from la senza. pure luxery. please jeff come through for me. a calander. slippers. love. trip to jamaica. is that really too much to ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-4236307765759589041?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4236307765759589041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=4236307765759589041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4236307765759589041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4236307765759589041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/ai-ai-ya-yai-in-china-they-never-grow.html' title='ai ai ya yai, in china they never grow chilly'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-4649910188282577385</id><published>2006-11-30T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:25:47.111-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>my new favorite website</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Fug Affair&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have been at the Simpson Family Meeting where it was decided that Jessica ought to wear this little number&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/1600/350656/71745543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/400/917494/71745543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/1600/350656/71745543.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/1600/350656/71745543.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/1600/350656/71745543.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MA SIMPSON: What should Jessica wear to that Yahoo! thing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;PA SIMPSON: Pasties!&lt;br /&gt;MA SIMPSON: No.&lt;br /&gt;PA SIMPSON: Hot pants!&lt;br /&gt;MA SIMPSON: Not again. What about a slinky little cocktail number?&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEE SIMPSON: Um, I totally hate to be a bitch, but am I the only person who's noticed that she looks like she's been living on a steady diet of KFC lately?&lt;br /&gt;MA SIMPSON: Look, Ashlee, for the last time: we are not sending her out there dressed like Buckethead.&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEE SIMPSON: That is not what I meant! She's totally been riding the lard pony, you guys! We were all at the Simpson Family Weigh-In this morning. You saw her charts. She's so gained weight since we booted Lachey!&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA SIMPSON: (silent due to laryngitis, gives Ashlee dirty look, throws a highlighter at her head, gives her the finger.)&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEE SIMPSON: You guys NEVER thought this would happen! DID YOU? NO! You NEVER thought I would be the hot one! AT LAST! THE STICKS OF BUTTER I HAVE BEEN WHIPPING INTO HER NUTRA SLIM SHAKES ARE WORKING! I HAVE FINALLY DEFEATED HER MAGIC METABOLISM! SURE, IT'S ONLY LIKE FIVE POUNDS, BUT I WILL TAKE IT! THANK YOU GOD! MY BLOOD SACRIFICE IS IMMINENT!&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA SIMPSON: (holds up sign reading: "It's just three pounds, but even if it were 35, I'd still be hotter than you, you tragic little desperado.")&lt;br /&gt;MA SIMPSON: Don't be ridiculous. She's maybe just a little bloated, and she's still very pretty. Let's just put her in a car hop costume and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEE SIMPSON: WHY DOESN'T ANYONE LISTEN TO ME? I'M THE PRETTY ONE NOW AND YOU'RE STILL IGNORING ME! SHE CALLED ME TRAGIC! I'M NOT TRAGIC! You don't think I'm tragic, do you, mom?&lt;br /&gt;MA SIMPSON: Huh? Oh, we thought you'd left. Run along and play, I have to brush Jessie's hair 1000 times now.&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEE: I HATE YOU ALL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/ashlee_jessica_simpson/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/ashlee_jessica_simpson/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-4649910188282577385?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4649910188282577385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=4649910188282577385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4649910188282577385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/4649910188282577385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-new-favorite-website.html' title='my new favorite website'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-7945169674689469213</id><published>2006-11-29T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:00:53.803-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>i am still here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/1600/74748/IMG_1889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/400/425189/IMG_1889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how cute is haylie at 2 months old? she makes my heart melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i had to get at least one more post in before december! myspace drives me nuts cuz for some reason it always shuts my internet down on my crap computer downstairs. but i still have a place in my heart for myspace. kristyanne is on there. she downright abandoned blogging but you can find her my friends, she is still out there on the web... woot woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;has anyone else noticed google is taking over the world? i have to use my google account to log into everything these days. scarrrrry. google is the antichrist. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm in a weird mood because it is 1:02 am and i usually go to sleep around 10 pm. but it's THAT time of the year.... essay writing time. it's brutal and i'm dying but don't worry i will make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this might not be funny, in fact its not, but it's related to my above sentence. jeff and i had a good laugh over it. we're both stressed out these days so i told him the two of us should just get hooked on crystal meth so all our problems would go away. we laughed a good one about that concept. JUST A JOKE. please don't leave rehab links for you comments. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't worry guys, i'm not on drugs. just my woman's one a day vitamin. i asked the pharmacy lady if it really makes a difference if i take a woman's formula or not and she said it's just a marketing thing. but i fall for all the marketing schemes. don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so, i'm done 3 essays, and 3 to go. ahhhh by next monday things will all be better. for a week at least until exams start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enough school! oh guys, last year at this time i was planning my beloved nyc trip. i think that's how i made it through last year. there's 2 classes (ok one more thing about school) being offered from may 7 - june 30 this year in NYC that i totally want to take (i'd therefore graduate in june), but it's so darn expensive. it'd be about $5000. but seriously, LIVE in NYC for 6 weeks? oh my dream come true. sigh. somebody talk me out of this please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the christmas musical is coming! it's gonna be amazing like always! can't wait for that!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/1600/620875/IMG_1899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3839/1163/400/450789/IMG_1899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ummmmm well, as you can see, my niece and nephew are so cute. i love them to tiny little bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the prestige is one of the best movies i have ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;um yes basically i have nothing else to talk about because all i do lately is school. i could do a public apology to all my friends (i.e. lynnel) and family (i.e. jenna) who i seem to never ever see these days. i can't wait to hang out again. jenna we will go to starbucks. lynnel, we will... hang out like usual :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to lynnel on friday! she will be joining us at the ripe age of 24!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nutshell of my papers: that grameen bank ain't all that; women gained from WWI; human rights are way more complicated than you might expect; nation/state/citizenship are issues that are way above my little sphere of comprehension; save the environment it is rotting; and something about ancient roman women (i have some work to do on this one obviously!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'll be back one of these days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-7945169674689469213?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7945169674689469213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=7945169674689469213' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7945169674689469213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/7945169674689469213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-still-here.html' title='i am still here!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-116287485342551462</id><published>2006-11-06T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:29:00.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Some Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween at Denvers House!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A visit with Carmen and Cate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my sweet pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1790_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1790_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-116287485342551462?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116287485342551462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=116287485342551462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/116287485342551462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/116287485342551462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-pictures.html' title='Some Pictures'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-116044509705146396</id><published>2006-10-09T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:30:02.205-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Photo Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well it's been a busy month so far. First Haylie, then my big presentation which as you all know I had been freaking out about. Well it ended up going just fine and I'm so relieved to have it over and done with. It was actually kind of fun. A bit of a rush. I have a bag that says "do something every day that scares you." Well that sure scared me alright but it felt so good to do it and to do it well. I've been running three times a week and rewarded myself with lululemon pants which I basically live in. They're wonderful. School is still insane even without a presentation to deal with and I'm tired all the time but feel a bit rejuvinated after the long weekend. Thanksgiving was perfect. I got to see Kristy-Anne and also Tania who just got engaged last week! Both of them were delightful as always! And there was plenty of family time watching football and a couple movies, eating lots of good food, playing games and all that fun stuff. And holding Haylie. I barely did any homework and allowed myself to read War and Peace for the weekend. Perfect. So that's all for now, I'll let the pictures do the rest of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;Love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Starting with little Haylie Anne Jade. So precious. She is beautiful isn't she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1686.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1686.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, not as beautiful in this picture but Jenna is holding her a little bit funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A cute picture I think! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love her eyebrows in this. She already has so many funny faces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and expressions!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1677.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1677.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely visit with Kristy-Anne and Lynnel, also Jenna and myself&lt;br /&gt;at Boston Pizza over Thanksgiving Weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1687.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana giving Haylie a sponge bath. She almost looks like she is smiling here!&lt;br /&gt;And just look at that curly hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna and "the kids" in the back of Kyle's big truck. Both of them were fast asleep. Kayden was so disappointed that he missed the trip "downtown" when I went to pick up my new lululemon pants last week. Jenna just drove around the block instead of parking since the little ones were sleeeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Saskatoon in the fall! It's so darn pretty. This is the street by the university where I park my car every day and get $6.00 parking tickets at least once a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Saskatchewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lynnel and I trying on $70 masks at Winners! We were having a blast! Too bad they're so expensive. They'd be fun to have around Halloween time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Angela &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aka Angelina Jolie)&lt;/span&gt; and me. I am a bridesmaid in her wedding next August. This was at her engagement party last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She just became an auntie this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/angela%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/angela%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my man. Had to include one of us too. I love us. haha.&lt;br /&gt;My hair looks so short in this but really its just the top layer&lt;br /&gt;sticking out of my bunnyhug.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. No one else would probably notice that.&lt;br /&gt;What a handsome couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/me%20and%20jeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/me%20and%20jeff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-116044509705146396?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116044509705146396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=116044509705146396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/116044509705146396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/116044509705146396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/photo-blog.html' title='Photo Blog'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115984896804700939</id><published>2006-10-02T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:30:32.777-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>i simply cannot stop taking pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115984896804700939?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115984896804700939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115984896804700939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115984896804700939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115984896804700939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-simply-cannot-stop-taking-pictures.html' title='i simply cannot stop taking pictures'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115968215359269193</id><published>2006-09-30T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:30:58.306-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>I just can't help myself... she's almost going to be a day old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115968215359269193?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115968215359269193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115968215359269193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115968215359269193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115968215359269193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-cant-help-myself-shes-almost.html' title='I just can&apos;t help myself... she&apos;s almost going to be a day old!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115964728277230063</id><published>2006-09-30T13:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:31:23.100-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well here she is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haylie Anne Miller came to us 7 days early, this morning around 7:45. I'll try not to say too much b/c it's Jenna's story of course, but I wanted to post a few pictures. Jenna was only in labor for about 3 hours. She was really fast!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway she is 8 pounds and has a lot of hair as you can see. She looks a lot like Kayden did when he was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1559.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wonder if she minds that I posted that picture.... heheheheehe. She looks pretty good though for just having a baby 2 hours before!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haylie is only a couple hours old in these pictures. She has a bit of bruising cuz the labour was so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1561.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's Kayden giving his new baby sister a kiss. The first thing he did when he saw her was press her nose like it was a button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My little loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kayden has been eating red popsicles all morning, thus the red face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So I'm really excited she came early. Perfect timing for Thanksgiving!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115964728277230063?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115964728277230063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115964728277230063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115964728277230063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115964728277230063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115922388584035138</id><published>2006-09-25T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:32:04.325-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>so this week ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm seriously freaking out. like i'm scared of this week. once this week is over i will probably be okay for the rest of my life, in fact one week from today in this very hour everything will be okay. but no, next monday from 12:30 until 3:30 will be the worst, scariest, sweatiest (haha) and awkward three hours of my life. yes you may have guessed it. i have to do a presentation. on the BORINGIST topic ever, development from the 1940s to the 19790s. ah okay so when i first signed up to do the first presentation for this class, i signed up with three preconceived notions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) i had a partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) it was only 30 minutes long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) it was soley a reverberation of chapter 1, 2 and 3, you know like a summary, in which me and my partner would share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) my partner dropped the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) its an hour long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) those chapters are simply the starting point of my presentation. i have to lecture to the class about this subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what makes it worse. at the end of class i asked her what she was looking for in this presentation, as she has not discussed it in class. she did however on the first day of class, hand out a sheet of paper on what she will be basing the mark on. she didn't give this to us, she just let us look at it and took it back. she has no intention on actually letting us know exactly what she wants. GEEEEEEEEEEZ louise. so i told her i didn't really think that was fair that she won't tell us what exactly she wants us to present about so she let down and is sending me a copy. but seriously that is so unfair that we just have to guess what she wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i'm a little stressed. why oh why did i sign up to go first? i don't know. never again. i wish i wasn't so scared to do presentations. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on a lighter note. i went to moxie's last night and saw an old friend which was lovely. while talking to him, i started talking to the bartender there who is in this class that i am talking about above, so i have a new friend. and then today a new guy shows up in class who happens to be a guy i graduated high school with and we had a big chat at the end of class. so in the last 24 hours i have met/remet 3 old/new friends. how nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on the best note of all, tomorrow is my birthday!!!! yay!!!! i get super excited about my birthday. i just can't help it. it makes me feel special. i will be 24 tomorrow. what a perfect age!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and today is kristy-anne's bday so i hope she is feeling super special as well!!!! i just love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay that is all for today. can you believe how much i have blogged lately? i simply cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love kristin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115922388584035138?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115922388584035138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115922388584035138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115922388584035138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115922388584035138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-this-week.html' title='so this week ....'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115887586488320430</id><published>2006-09-21T15:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:32:55.039-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><title type='text'>ugly day (and i don't mean the rain)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ever have an ugly day? ladies you know exactly what i mean. hair is flat. hair is dull. hair doesn't even look nice in a ponytail. little tiny zit that feels very not so tiny. the oh so trendy "dewy" skin just feels greasy and shiny. jeans feel slightly tight so you make up for it by having a bag of m&amp;m's. haha i'm just really laughing at myself here because this is me today. i'm a real lovely picture! but don't worry it's just an ugly day! i am fine with myself this way because it just means that i get to hide away in my house (&lt;em&gt;besides going to class of course which i did already&lt;/em&gt;) and curl up on the couch and watch my favoritist of all favorite TV nights. i'm okay with ugly days because my family doesn't notice and jeff is out of town (&lt;em&gt;not that he would notice either... i hope ;)&lt;/em&gt; ) it's also okay because i'll be extra sure to make tomorrow a "&lt;strong&gt;Hot Stylin' Chick Day&lt;/strong&gt;". so here's to all the girls who are having an ugly day! eat chocolate! wear pj's! watch tv! wow has this day ever just turned around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so speaking of outward beauty and vanity, i am so happy that America's Next Top Model (&lt;em&gt;from this point on, ANTM&lt;/em&gt;) started last night. i can't help but be in love with this show. i was so happy to come home from my exhausting seminar class (&lt;em&gt;globalization boo, alternatives to it, no ideas - do we truly need 3 hours to discuss this?)&lt;/em&gt; to find it on at 9 pm, and what a nice suprise, it was a two hour special! score! i couldn't believe they started the girls off with a nude portrait. i am pretty sure i could never do that (&lt;em&gt;haha, see above and i'm pretty sure nobody would want to see it anyway! haha&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have a few opinions about the girls. first of all, monique what a nasty little girl, i couldn't believe she took that bed like that. and yet she's so beautiful. OKAY SO those twins...um i'm not sure about anyone else but do they not look like Hutterites? what are they doing on this show? am i blind? okay their pictures turned out pretty good in the end, and i had to laugh when they had to do "bulimic girl" and "anorexic girl" because they are so freaking skinny, but to me they scream homely and very very plain. and they BOTH made it. unbelievable. tyra sees something i don't i guess. i was okay with that one girl being sent home (&lt;em&gt;i can't even remember her name&lt;/em&gt;). i'm obviously not emotionally attached yet. and i was soooooo annoyed with A.J. when she got all stupid at the end "i'm not as beautiful as the other girls, i'm different than them" when in her home video to GET ON the show was all about her being a different type of beauty! that was annoying. and i want melrose gone she bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so more on TV - tonight is going to be superb. My Name is Earl and The Office, what better appetizers?! soooooo darn hilarious. my problem is going to be watching Survivor, Grey's Anatomy, ER and trying out the new show 6 Degrees - which are all on in the same 2 hours. luckily i have all the higher channels which play everything over again around 9pm. because there's no way i'm missing a second of Grey's Anatomy. i'm very excited. there is not going to be any textbook reading this evening that is one thing for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just listening to oprah in the background (&lt;em&gt;ha, so i watch the morning news when i get ready in the AM, and today they were talking about how there is this website to "vote oprah for president" it's some little thinger in the states which i think is hilarious&lt;/em&gt;) anyways, john legend was on and i LOVE john legend and i am going to buy his cd next month. that can be my birthday present to myself! super. usually i buy underwear from lasenza but i did that already this month. haha. now THAT is a remedy for ugly day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynnel is coming home this weekend! yay for my friend! and carmen, my carmen is moving to england, like in a week. i am so proud. and jenna is having a baby so soo sooooooooooo soon!!!! i can't wait to meet my first little neice. i just love her so much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with that, i have laundry to do and pj's to put on (&lt;em&gt;i love it, it's 3:30 pm and i'm AT HOME!!! this is so much better than working full time!&lt;/em&gt;) and lots of reading to finish before 6 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love kristin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115887586488320430?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115887586488320430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115887586488320430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115887586488320430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115887586488320430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/ugly-day-and-i-dont-mean-rain_21.html' title='ugly day (and i don&apos;t mean the rain)!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115868997227672235</id><published>2006-09-19T12:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:33:17.993-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>how vicarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i sleep with my textbooks. i read them until my eyes close at night and i awaken with about 4 books, 2 binders, 1 clipboard and a pen around me every morning. i think i need a bigger bed to accomodate my student sleeping arrangements. they are everywhere. they move from my bed to my desk to my kitchen table to my car to jeff's house and back again. it's truly scary how many pages i am supposed to read in the next 3 months! and i was so gung ho about it just 2 weeks ago when my lovely student credit line financed my $500 worth of literature. actually text books are hardly literature. literature is more like war and peace which i miss very much because i don't have time to read it anymore. i feel too guilty to open up war and peace when i have 5000 pages of other reading to be doing - for classes for which i'm paying outrageous tuition for! sigh. i need to hire someone to do my reading for me. which is crazy because i love reading! i'm just a big paradox i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i used the word 'vicarious' in my subject line. it just came out and i decided to keep it. it sounded good with the first line of this blog as though i was going to say something much more shocking. let's call it the word of the day. it's such an exciting word to use. maybe it'll make someone want to read this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i feel much better now. i gotta go read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115868997227672235?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115868997227672235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115868997227672235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115868997227672235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115868997227672235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-vicarious.html' title='how vicarious'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115817962452120826</id><published>2006-09-13T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:34:09.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok someone please tell me why i need to have a blog, a hi5, a myspace, an msn space and whatever else i have??? i don't know. oh well, it's kind of fun. passes the time when i have nothing to do. which actually never happens anymore now that school is back in session. i think this is gonna be a crazy busy semester/year. so let me tell you what i'm taking, since i know about 3 of you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History of Europe in the 20th Century&lt;/strong&gt; - seriously, what better class could exist than this?? Oh how i love history, especially these years. oh the world wars, depression, soviet union/cold war and so on and so forth. Yes I am in love with this class ... besides the fact it is 8:30 in the morning ... i'm famously bad for skipping 8:30 classes. but I think I love this too much to skip. we will see!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Environmental Anthropology&lt;/strong&gt; - um yes i'm not too sure exactly what this class is about. the prof looks like the little man from monopoly, but he is not nearly as cute or as happy. no he's a bit of a drowner and he rambles for ever, but the class seems to be easy. and the textbooks are interesting. one is a novel called Ishmael and it's about a gorilla. it won a whole bunch of awards and is very highly acclaimed i guess. i get to do a book report. can you believe it, a book report for a 300 level class. love that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classics - Women in Antiquity&lt;/strong&gt; - oh gosh another class that i am IN LOVE with. i've never felt this way about school before!!! haha. its wonderful. it's all about greek and roman women in ancient times. so far we've been learning all about greek goddesses' and myths and stuff like that and it's so fun. it's a last minute elective that i picked and i'm so glad i'm in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sociology of Development&lt;/strong&gt; - 400 level seminar class that includes 1 hour presentation. could i be more scared? i doubt it. but i signed up for the first week to do my presentation, and i'll just get it all over with so i don't have to ruin the rest of my semester. it's still not till oct 2, but thats like, 3 weeks away. that's pretty much tomorrow!! its on the most boring topic ever - development theory from 1940s - 1970s but i don't care. that stuff is like 2nd nature to me now so maybe i won't be as nervous. otherwise could maybe be a good class. we'll see. its on monday afternoons, 12:30 - 3:30, and i get Monday mornings off, so it potentially could be the best day of the week for me. can you imagine, loving your monday? eek! now i'll love sunday nights even more than ever (sunday nights happen to be pretty much my favorite night of the week, i don't know why, i just love them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;International Co-operation - &lt;/strong&gt;this is THE class, you know like THE class for my major. this semester is cooperation and conflict, next semester it turns into Development but same prof, same class, just a bit of a different stream. now this i am excited for, you see there is a new Department Head for IS, and he is a very different man from the guy before him. years before, each person had to lead, i.e. be the instructer, for one class each. this is no more, and i couldn't be more relieved. instead, we all have to contribute "equally" and contribution to class is worth 50%. so yes, i still have to be prepared and whatnot but i DON'T have to do a 3 hour presentation basically. so thats awesome. the other 50% is 2 "discussion" papers i have to write that are entirely my OPINION. this is also the best news because there is no research involved, no citations, no nothing besides my fabulous opinion. this also means NO FINAL EXAM/MIDTERM! Oh sigh i couldn't be happier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so it all sounds fine and dandy but i have more reading than i can possibly keep up with. luckily i love reading so i hope i'll be able to keep up and stay focused. it should be an okay semester!!! and the best part of it all - no spanish. not one little spanish word will i ever need to say. not one. well hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on top of all this, i am working still at blue x, wednesday and fridays, all day. but thats okay cuz i need the money and i don't mind coming in a couple days a week at all. besides i have to help angela plan her wedding!!! who, by the way, did not like me calling her a hillbilly in my last blog entry... hehehe, i can't believe she is still letting me be a bridesmaid!!! it was just a little joke cuz angela knows i love her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what else, what else.... my running is going good. i've been keeping up with the schedule, PLUS i bought a yoga and pilates video at extra foods for $7.00 so i'm trying to do that too. i'm so bad with trying stuff like, twice and giving up but heck i'll try again. another healthy choice i've been trying - eating yogurt. i don't know what it is about yogurt, i just never ever feel like eating it. i even somewhat like it but i never want it, so i've been forcing myself. its just so so so good for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is the longest blog ever. one last thing to say - i finally went golfing for the first time. and guess what i was GREAT!!!! well not like great as in professional but definitely great for a first timer. so there jeff!! and i got to drive the cart and that was fun too. jeff has taught me so much, like seriously i have learned how to camp, fish, golf, 2 step, and most importantly, eat chicken wings, but maybe i'll save all this for another blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k so i hope the lovely paragraphs made this blog managable to read, cuz i do realize its long, but its been such a long time since i wrote!!! i want lots of comments please, cuz seriously 5 just didn't cut it last time, and i think one of those was megan, and 2 were jenna, lynnel and jenn, my faithful commentors. like hello, alison you never leave me comment anymore, and you miss jolie, and you tania, and you my little mother carmen.... girls, do you not like me enough for a litttle love comment? really now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(haha i just checked, and there are now SEVEN comments which is funny b/c when i started this blog there were only 5, but both of the last two were leah, won't she be surpised when she sees i finally wrote again!!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GOODBYE NOW LOVELY BLOGGER FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115817962452120826?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115817962452120826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115817962452120826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115817962452120826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115817962452120826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-friends.html' title='my friends'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115523610296495802</id><published>2006-08-10T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:37:28.664-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>this should do for a little while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_1215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camping at WhiteswanLake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Niagara Falls - Maid of the Midst boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ride, we were (obviously) very soaked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah, so as i sat here at work and opened up a fresh can of president's choice diet pomegranate sparkling soda, i thought to myself, "why not write a new fresh blog to go with my drink of choice." so here we have it my friends, a real update, in my own words, no blog picture cheating (well okay, just a little). now as a little side note, i have to say that i love putting up my pictures on here and writing about what's been going on, because truly, a picture says so much. and i know how much i LOVE when other people post their pictures, so hopefully mine are somewhat interesting to all of my faithful fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so summer has been great, as great as can be when one works Mon - Fri, 8:30 - 5:00. as you can all see, i did get to take a week off in july and we headed to Ontario for some cruisin down the freeway in the hot hot sun...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;above left is a picture of us right after we went on "maid of the midst" in Niagara Falls - it took us right into the center of the falls and it was absolutely awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we had such a great time. we have decided we prefer to be on holidays and would like to become professional holidayers. we are planning a trip to Los Angelos now... yah we leave tomorrow. hehe. just kidding, it's one of many imaginary trips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for August long we went camping with some friends, Angela (who I work with at BX) and her boyfriend who is now her fiance as of yesterday, Kim. we went to whiteswan lake which is about 30 minutes from the famous candle lake. we had fun despite the crummy saturday weather, as we pitched our tent in the pouring rain and set up a great big huge tarp and made a roaring fire. kim and angela had brought their black lab puppy who that night followed kim and jeff in the truck to go get firewood, and angela and i didn't see her follow them so suddenly we realized she was missing. so out we went in the absolute pouring rain with our little flashlights yelling for charlotte for 30 minutes, when the boys come driving around the bend with the dog in the box of the truck wagging her happy little tail. yes we were less than impressed and drenched the the core. but heck it was fun. sunday we went fishing because i am dating a hillbilly and all my friends are too. haha just kidding angela! :) i'm turning into one too, as i caught 4 of my own fish, my very own fish. i have graduated from beginnger to novice fisherwoman status. jeff needs to now buy me a cooler, more expensive fishing rod, as the one i have now has been called everything from a fisher price rod to a kindergarten rod. thats so uncool. i want to find a pink reel. now thats cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;school starts in a few weeks and i'm not really looking forward to it, other than the fact that its my last year and i will actually have a really expensive degree. that'll be awesome. i'm gonna get my degree framed and send out really big grad pictures of myself to all my friends and family for them to mount in their front hallway in their homes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have three new loves to discuss with you all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. in september a few girls from work and i are registering for brainsports learn to run clinic. they start you off running real nice and slow and for short periods of time, and by the end of the 8 weeks you should be able to run at least 30 minutes. so hopefully that'll be good. i need something to help me get motivated. at least lynnel will be back this fall so that we can go back to the gym together, as long as she takes a night class or something so that she'll have the membership. they teach you about proper stretching, running posture, nutrition and other crap like that. you know, all the stuff thats good for you. and they take you down all those beautiful meewasin trails by the river. so it should be good! you should join too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. so since i read sooooooo freaking fast i bought myself a killer. war and peace. 1392 glorious pages of war and peace. its got the smallest printing a person can read and i'm loving it. its taking me forever to read and its great cuz normally i read books in about 3 days. this summer i've read a million little peices and my friend leonard (you know that james frey author who's story is a big crock but still, great books to read), the life of pei, the devil wears prada, a couple of the shopoloholic books, 2 john grishm books, some dumb book i found on our bookshelf downstairs, and a few others i can't remember. so war and peace here i come! and i'm loving it so far, it's a great story. some parts are very quircky and clever and the characters are unique and it's lovely. hehe. i love reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. and finally, i have bought my first installment of scrapbooking stuff! i was flipping through the good old entertainment book and found a coupon for a scrapbooking store on 8th street, and last night as there was a 1.5 hour wait between my Wed night shows, Rockstar Supernova and The Hills, i decided to check it out. so i got about 16 individually chosen peices of paper, a scrapbook, 2 gel pens, 2 packages of stickers, and some adheisive for $38.00. it's still not enough to really do a good job, i need way more stuff, but it's a start. it's so overwhelming being in there and choosing paper and stuff but sooooo fun. and the lady working there, she's a bit of a cooky one (as much as i love home sewn navy blue and white bunny rabbit jumpers), but she was very helpful. i had a fun time talking with her and trying not to laugh. she was very passionate about scrapbooking. maybe i will be too one day (my bday is coming up in 37 days so hint hint).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well with all that, and one sip left of my sparkling soda, i must bid you all adu. have a great great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love kristin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115523610296495802?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115523610296495802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115523610296495802' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115523610296495802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115523610296495802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-should-do-for-little-while.html' title='this should do for a little while...'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115328774747879452</id><published>2006-07-18T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:36:18.451-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Guess where we were?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1115.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1115.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This pretty much is a dead give away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1348.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1348.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, so Jeff and I took a little vacation from July 14th - July 18th... we jetted off to Toronto and had an awesome trip! Here are some of our highlights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(I honestly just love my digital camera... can you tell?!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Everyone Loves Marine Land!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Killer Whale up close and personal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1327.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh so cute Baluga Whales - it cost $8.00 to touch and feed them, so we stood back and jealously watched the rich people touch them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1262.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Niagara Falls all lit up at night.... so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1218.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Maid of the Midst boat ride - it takes you right into the center of the falls, soooooooooooo scary and fun! We had a great view - right in the very front tip of the boat on the lower deck! We were soaked, but it felt good on a +40 C day (that's with the humidity of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1260.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Again, the beautiful falls at night time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An afternoon at Niagara-on-the-Lake - a very quaint tourist town about 20 minutes outside of Niagara Falls. We took a walk by Lake Ontario, tasted some Ice Wine samples, stopped for a little lunch, and picked up some cherries and sugar plums! Who would've thought that sugar plums are a real fruit? Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No trip to Toronto is complete without a Blue Jays game! We went to two - Friday against Seattle, and Monday against Texas. Good times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Right before the game. I love this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115328774747879452?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115328774747879452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115328774747879452' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115328774747879452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115328774747879452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/07/guess-where-we-were.html' title='Guess where we were?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115163904257066456</id><published>2006-06-29T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:42:32.387-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>June in Pictures (mostly!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Has summer arrived or WHAT?! I'm loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SOOOOOO I thought I'd put my past month of June in pictures, cuz a picture says a 1000 words. So in the next few posts, I will say approximately 14000 words, and any boys reading this won't even have to stop listening! Perfect, I know. I have already posted lots of pics this month, it's been a busy month. Spent a lot of time with family, friends, babies and babies who I have to realize are no longer babies anymore (Kayden's a big boy now I guess). So in the next 14000 words, I'll go through a stagette at Beileys for a girl I work with at Blue Cross... a spa weekend in Moose Jaw.... betting on horses (and losing badly) at Marquis Down...Divine Brown concert at the Jazz Festival... a to finish off, a nice sister picture of Jenna and I taken tonight at the park. I realize Jenna put it on her blog too but it's just a nice pic, so I added it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Karey, Me and Angela at Carla's stagette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/Copy%20of%20IMG_0763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/Copy%20of%20IMG_0763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; There's the bride herself (she's the one in white with the veil... in case you couldn't tell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115163904257066456?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115163904257066456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115163904257066456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163904257066456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163904257066456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-in-pictures-mostly.html' title='June in Pictures (mostly!)'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115163844078949877</id><published>2006-06-29T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:42:57.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>June part 2 - Moose Jaw Spa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Girls Weekend in Moose Jaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday June 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell group - half of us anyway (sans Kerri, Cory, Sarah, Adrienne and Lauren), went to the Moose Jaw Spa on Friday night. We stayed in a honeymoon suite with a jacuzzi for the night and had an awesome time. We got beautiful in the mineral spa, did our nails, drank champagne (okay it was sparking peach juice...), some shopping (the gift shop counts, right? I bought a bathing suit there!), and just hung out and chatted. Girl stuff, you know. So these pictures are of me, Charmaine, Lynnel, Dani and Lillian. Next time ALL 10 of us are going, no jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115163844078949877?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115163844078949877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115163844078949877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163844078949877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163844078949877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-part-2-moose-jaw-spa.html' title='June part 2 - Moose Jaw Spa'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115163793727499278</id><published>2006-06-29T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:43:20.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>June Part 3 - Marquis Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Marquis Down June 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jeff &amp; I went to bet on some horses last Saturday... we mostly lost but altogether I won $7.80 and Jeff won just over $5.00... We lost just about every race. But it was fun!!! And it turned out Aaron &amp;amp; Sarah Jane, Matt H and Katherine were there too, so we all hung out. Good times!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0895.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0895.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0898.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0898.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115163793727499278?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115163793727499278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115163793727499278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163793727499278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163793727499278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-part-3-marquis-down.html' title='June Part 3 - Marquis Down'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115163729354703301</id><published>2006-06-29T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:44:24.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>June Part 4 - Jazz Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay this is at the Divine Brown Concert at the Jazz Festival, at the Bessborough Gardens. Beautiful night, fun people, good music, yummy hotdogs.... altogther a perfect summer evening! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This ain't the best pic, I was just trying to get a lot of people in... like a candid shot or something but its actually kinda a crappy shot :) Here we have Kevin talking to Tim and Jenn, and Kerri and Rob looking at the ground... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0904.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0904.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene and Amelia with the beautiful hotel behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and I making eyes at each other (sorta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kerri, Ashley, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0912.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0912.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thursday June 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jenna and I at the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115163729354703301?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115163729354703301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115163729354703301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163729354703301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115163729354703301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-part-4-jazz-festival.html' title='June Part 4 - Jazz Festival'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115094669574633398</id><published>2006-06-21T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:45:03.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kayden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Kayden climbing the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Start from the bottom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115094669574633398?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115094669574633398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115094669574633398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115094669574633398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115094669574633398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/kayden-climbing-wall.html' title='Kayden climbing the wall'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-115016868761515989</id><published>2006-06-12T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:45:31.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kayden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Too Cute - all my babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Carmen's new daughter, Cate &amp; I&lt;br /&gt;(June 11, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0790.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;My favorite little man, Kayden&lt;br /&gt;(June 6, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0799.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jeff's nephew, Cole, on his 3rd birthday&lt;br /&gt;(June 10, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-115016868761515989?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115016868761515989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=115016868761515989' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115016868761515989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/115016868761515989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-cute-all-my-babies.html' title='Too Cute - all my babies...'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114747290898730999</id><published>2006-05-12T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:46:08.772-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>my friday pm thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-snapple lemonade is tastier than the kiwi strawberry drink. i know this because macs had a sale on, 2 snapples for $3.00. i had to buy 2 of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-the PBR (professional bull riding) is in town this weekend! i'm soooooo excited. this is my favorite event ever. it's so dangerous and thrilling. cowboys are hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-walmart has some great summer sandles. i got a good pair for $19.99, and all i had to do was cut the lame little flower off the top of each sandle to make them cool. why does walmart always have to go and add a stupid detail to an otherwise cool product? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i also bought two pairs of shoes at zellers last week for $12.50 each. i'm so thrilled that i have a shoe collection from walmart and zellers. very classy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-carmen is in town with her new baby this weekend, and i finally get to meet her! that is going to be so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-my grade 9 yearbook was returned to my yesterday after 10 years of MIA! i haven't had a chance to look through it yet, but it sure was a suprise to get that. oh grade 9. my first year in saskatoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-reality TV: can't believe chris got kicked off american idol. i hope kathryn wins now. can't believe jade is still on ANTM but she does do nice pictures, and its hard to kick her off just b/c she is nasty. i hope that the frat brother win amazing race. i wish i could go on that show. ER was the saddest ER i have ever seen last night. i cried the entire hour. survivor, ehhhh don't really care actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-going for supper tonight at manos for a birthday. gotta eat fast so jeff and i aren't late for the bull riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-jeff thinks may long is still too cold to go camping, i'm not so sure but better safe than sorry probably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-mothers day is on sunday. i like mothers day b/c we always go for a nice brunch and so i hope this weekend is no exception. plus i love my mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-have i mentioned that i can speak 61% spanish? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i'm scared of ruining jeffs flower bed...he's given me free reign to do whatever i please, but i'd rather it be a nice bed of top soil than a bunch of dead flowers and ugly shrubs!!! so far we've got two ceders... to date they are still alive... it's been a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-the phantom of the opera is going to calgary this july. i sooooo want to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-speaking of shows, the producers, aladdin and Jesus Christ Superstar are all coming to saskatoon this year. i saw the producers on broadway in new york last december so i won't go see that one but aladdin and JC superstar would both be amazing i am sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-a year ago today i was in either vienna, prague or london. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-a year ago from now i will be a university graduate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-my dear friend lynnel is leaving me for the summer to move to calgary. i'm sure gonna miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-the last CD i bought was Keith Urban, "Be Here". its quite sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-it's the weekend for me in 35 more minutes! YAY! have a good one everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114747290898730999?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114747290898730999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114747290898730999' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114747290898730999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114747290898730999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-friday-pm-thoughts.html' title='my friday pm thoughts'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114676551860054709</id><published>2006-05-04T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:58:55.758-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>a taste of everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well friends, another school year has been wrapped up. i've been officially done as of one week today, and everything has gone pretty good. the best news is, i passed spanish. and i passed it with flying colors in fact... a whole 61 per cent. now, i know you're all thinking, 61? brutal! but for a girl who has failed it once already 2 years ago, and spent many sleepless nights worrying about espanol, i am as happy as if i had won the lottery. well, almost as happy. i'd probably actually rather win the lottery but anyway, i'm happy. so it's back to work i go, 8:30 to 5, monday to friday, with not a whole lot to look forward to this summer, besides nice weather and a few camping trips. and a couple visits from carmen and baby cate in may and hopefully alison and baby aria in june. i can't wait to meet these little girls!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;speaking of babies i'm so excited about jenna giving me a new neice or nephew. i'm going to go with her to her ultrasound on tuesday because kyle has to be at work, and when we were talking about it yesterday i got all teary-eyed just at the thought of seeing the next baby in my life. i LOVE being an auntie so much. anyway my mom and sister were making fun of me for almost crying. i imagine i might cry at the ultrasound too. i hope there are two babies in there! wouldn't that be fun for me? i think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not much else to report. contrats to philly who won senior ring or pin or watch or some sort of jewllery at walter murray. so proud of that little guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the rest of this blog is about food. hope you're hungry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday we went to "a touch of ukraine" at lunch time. it was this teeny tiny little 'small town' restaraunt on 22nd st and ave X, and it was an awesome buffet of garlic farmers sausage, deep fried and regular perogies, borsht (ummm sorry guys i'm not ukrainian, can't spell that), salads, corn, noodle soup and pickles!!! for cheap too. soooooooo i would totally suggest that little place if you just need a good ukrainian meal. just don't expect fancy thats all. and the buffet ends at 1:30, just so you're not late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think next week we will go for chinese food. and the week after... thai. and then italian. and then.... um not sure. greek how about. does anyone have a suggestion as to a good restaraunt in saskatoon for these types of cuisines? we'll probably go to the saigon for chinese cuz its right down the street and i already know its awesome chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as for now, it's greasy kfc chicken for moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114676551860054709?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114676551860054709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114676551860054709' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114676551860054709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114676551860054709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/05/taste-of-everything.html' title='a taste of everything'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114593590613549189</id><published>2006-04-24T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:47:47.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>oh siblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil and I took some funny photos of ourselves tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Here are two of our favorites!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114593590613549189?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114593590613549189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114593590613549189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114593590613549189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114593590613549189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-siblings.html' title='oh siblings'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114532581360753932</id><published>2006-04-17T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:48:20.423-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>pictures... blog cheating?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0612.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0612.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayden thinking he is pretty tough stuff! Wearing his fireman shirt from NYC... too bad Jeff isn't wearing his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayden sneaking up on an unsuspecting Jeff, who's just trying to read the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna, KAG, Lynnel and Me at Starbucks Saturday night - Mine and Kristy-Anne's drinks were GREEN! go figure... she had a green tea frap and i had a green tea latte. they were... interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have to move away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114532581360753932?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114532581360753932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114532581360753932' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114532581360753932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114532581360753932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/04/pictures-blog-cheating.html' title='pictures... blog cheating?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114309182083555618</id><published>2006-03-22T23:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:49:03.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-control'/><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i decided i needed a "mini makeover."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i've made a few changes in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-this whole thing started when i decided to start flossing 6 weeks before my dentist appointment so that i could honestly tell her that i really DO floss! and now i love flossing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- bought crest whitening strips (i LOVE these things). i used them once about 5 years ago in bible college, and thought it was time to do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i dyed my hair back to my favorite color, blonde. i'm happiest this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i've been drinking way more water. my water bottle comes with me everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-i've been tanning again. i love a bit of a tan. and i love GOING tanning. it's so relaxing and warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i bought biore pore strips or whatever they're called - you know, you stick 'em to your nose and let it harden like paper mache and RIP it off! it's so neat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i actually use a toner before bedtime. i wonder if this is a waste of money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-most importantly, for the 3rd time this year (haha), hitting the gym again. i love love love the gym once i'm there, but i make up a million excuses before i get there. lynnel is a very faithful partner, and we go together all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-i have wearing way less make up - today i didn't wear any at all. This is amazing, as i have never ever gone to work or school wearing zero make-up, and it felt kind of nice! i like make-up, and i like putting it on and everything, but i also want to know i can feel comfortable with myself not wearing any.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm trying to consume less sugar, especially after supper. i am always hungry after supper, and i don't know why! i love to eat cereal at night... this hasn't stopped yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so those are my little changes. i hope that they make me a bit healthier. i'm hoping that some of them give me some more energy, as that has been seriously lacking lately. energy and motivation. most of them are little things that probably no one would ever notice, except for me and that's okay. the next life changes i need to make will involve organizing my life and having better time management. i really need to get my stuff organized as all of my things (files, school notes, money, papers, clothes, pictures, books, bills) are slightly out of control! my room is so bad that i almost need another flood to get it all cleaned up again. (i'm pretty sure last june i told everyone that the flood guaranteed me to be clean and organized with everything in rubbermaid... hasn't happened). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe when i've got all the little things under control i will be better able to make some more serious decisions, i.e what to do with my life and where i am going with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm being my own life coach! (a real life coach however, would never tell their client to write blogs instead of writing essays!!!). i'm definitely on my way to "spring cleaning" anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***if anyone has any suggestions of little things they do that make them feel good about themselves, leave me a comment! i'd really love to hear some other ideas of what YOU do for YOU.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114309182083555618?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114309182083555618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114309182083555618' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114309182083555618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114309182083555618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114291931595188426</id><published>2006-03-20T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:49:51.152-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>i'm here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nobody has been blogging lately, it rather stinks. i haven't been very faithful either. but school is almost over and then maybe i'll have something to say other than talk about essays and such. i haven't been leading a very interesting life lately, so that too makes it difficult for interesting blogging! lately i've enjoyed "picture blogging"... but i haven't used my camera since chad's bday, so there goes that idea too :) i should post the email chad sent me regarding my last post about his bday. maybe i'll copy and paste it here, because its quite funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fabulous...just Fabulous....fantastic blog...I thank you...what a perfect tribute...it makes me want to randomly take pictures of myself puckering up...and then sew together some kind of a made up plot that doesn't actually exist but looks really convincing to those not in attendance. I couldn't have fabricated a greater progression of photos myself...well done."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohhh my friend Chad, you do make me laugh! I hope Chad doesn't mind that I just put that on my blog, seeing as it was part of an email he sent. I'm sure he'll tough it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So it really is essay writing time at the U. I am always amazed at the extremely important things I find that I must do before I sit down and write the paper. Last week, in the midst of my 20 page anthropology paper (which only ended up being 16 pages cuz I totally ran out of steam), I felt the undying urge to clean the keyboard with q-tips. Honestly people, I could run a keyboard-cleaning business with the pro-job I did! I spent a very long time doing it, and I have to say, the keyboard is in the best shape of its life. Last week I also managed to clean two bathrooms, scanned random pictures, made a MSN My Space because I don't have enough of those types of things, looked up becoming a flight attendant for West Jet, watched plenty of home decorating shows, and wasted wasted wasted my time. I was telling Lynnel last week how I have changed the words to Gretchen Wilsons "Home-wrecker" song to "Time Waster". I sing "oh you're such a... tiiiiiiiiiiime waster!" many times throughout the day. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. 2 more essays to go, 33 more pages to write. I can't wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(I have to admit, i wrote this while on page 3 of "how are women, water and poverty intertwined?") 'oh you're such a.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114291931595188426?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114291931595188426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114291931595188426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114291931595188426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114291931595188426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-here.html' title='i&apos;m here!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114170239116493704</id><published>2006-03-06T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:52:50.309-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friday March 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0512.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0512.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gearing up to pucker up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0508.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0508.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;A little practice makes perfect... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0507.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 25th Birthday CHAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(kisses from me and lynnel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114170239116493704?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114170239116493704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114170239116493704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114170239116493704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114170239116493704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-march-3.html' title='Friday March 3'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-114089612102728748</id><published>2006-02-25T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:55:38.609-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>old mcdonald had a farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/Snowmobiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And on that farm there was a......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowmobile????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there certainly is on Jeff's farm :) we had lots of fun. even though it's very life threatening. at least it feels life threatening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just thought i'd post a picture from spring break and jeff and i went to the farm. i can't believe i didn't take any pictures of the little animals there!!! what was i thinking? there were several little cute calfs (calves? i don't know, little baby cows!!!) that were born that weekend. i was too scared to go pet them because i didn't want the mom cows to charge at me. one was seriously giving me the evil eye... i didn't want to get near her, and i had to get past her to go pet the other babies, so i just decided to look from afar. i still thought they were cute. one cow was trying to get her new baby to get up on its feet, but he just kept falling back down into the hay. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-114089612102728748?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114089612102728748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=114089612102728748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114089612102728748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/114089612102728748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/02/old-mcdonald-had-farm.html' title='old mcdonald had a farm'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113996455431954211</id><published>2006-02-14T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:56:07.284-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Be Mine, Valentine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0322.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0322.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0321.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0321.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0334.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/400/IMG_0334.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you Jeff!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113996455431954211?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113996455431954211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113996455431954211' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113996455431954211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113996455431954211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/02/be-mine-valentine.html' title='Be Mine, Valentine!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113960079712645993</id><published>2006-02-10T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:57:33.121-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday i had my night class and my biggest presentation of the year. when i got to the university, i stopped at tim horton's for a tea and i didn't have enough for a large, but the girl didn't care, and she gave it to me anyway. that was so nice! funny thing is, i did have a $10 bill in my wallet, but she didn't see that. i didn't want to break it, just for 25 cents! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway then i went to my class, and i think our presentation went really well. i was nervous up until the time that i actually had to talk, and once i started i felt just fine. i pretended like i was talking to lynnel, or my mom. :) really, i did that!!! it was a conscious decision, and it helped me. (lynnel will be so happy to hear that!). plus i think my tea drinking made me feel nice and calm inside. so i should get my mark back some time this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right after my presentation, the fire alarm started going off. at first, we were all just sort of trying to ignore it, but then when we saw all the other classes leaving the building, we all packed up, and stood outside for 10 minutes, before we decided to just go to the health sciences building and finish up class there. we went to the cafeteria there and thought how nice it would be to have class there every week. it's all set up with round booths around a round table, and its so casual. another girl did her presentation in there, and i was thinking she was so lucky because we were all in there with our feet up and lounging so comfy. but she was so super nervous, she had the whole shaky hand thing going on, which is the ultimate indicator of nervousness. i'd WAY rather have shaky voice than shaky hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, i can't tell you how much better i feel having that over with. my presentation was all about HIV/AIDS and how it specifically affects women and girls. this topic is my absolute favoritist topic in all development. not that it makes me happy, b/c it's so sad, but that i find it so interesting, and it's incredibly vital. so anyway, it's all over now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next week is reading week. i am working full time Monday to Wednesday, and then i have two glorious days off. not that they will be glorious, because i truly have great plans to write TWO full essays. i need a topic for one of them yet. anything to do with western world religions - Judaism, Christianity or Islam. does anyone have any questions about one of these religions that i could perhaps to do a little research for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so this weekend isn't too exciting. jeff and i were going to go with jenna and kyle to the mansion-cabin this weekend but it didn't work out, sadly. kayden called me this morning, asking for me specifically, to ask me if he could go see baby Ashton (his cousin - on the other side of the family, obviously). i was like, ummmm sure? jenna didn't know why he felt like he specifically needed to ask his auntie kristin if it was okay but i gave him my blessing to go see baby Ashton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, i realize i haven't been the greatest blogger of all time lately, but i will try to pick it up again! as for now, i'm getting back to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113960079712645993?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113960079712645993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113960079712645993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113960079712645993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113960079712645993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-i-had-my-night-class-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113890568190371459</id><published>2006-02-02T12:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:58:05.732-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>agriculture students have it good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just took a big walk from the arts building to kirk hall, only to find the girl i was meeting there not in her office, but off to an early lunch. wow. i had to look up a map on the university website just to find kirk hall, and secondly to map out my route there. i had to go from arts, to thorvaldson to geology to biology to agriculture to kirk hall, and not once did i have to venture outside. there are some things i love at this university! it was an interesting walk because rarely to i go into any other building besides arts and sometimes thorvaldson. geology is the building with all the dinosaurs in their lobby (and also a relatively new tim horton's which i was even more excited to see than the dinosaurs). but the ag building is really something. it is by far the nicest building on campus. i guess i do live in saskatchewan. its got this huge open lobby with beautiful greenery and trees and you can look up and see all the classrooms around, four or five stories high. and the whole thing is tinted green glass windows. and a glass elevator right in the center. the hallways are lined with paintings and pictures of farming landscapes and plants and animals and stuff. it's really a beautiful building. all the classrooms have brand new tables and matching black plastic chairs. i was hoping to see a couple of straight-from-the-farm boys with their oversized fertilizer company caps and flannel shirts and tapered, too tight wranglers, but alas i didn't see any of them. yah actually i didn't really see anybody, probably b/c it was right in between classes. anyway today i marvelled at all the learning there is to be had and how there are thousands and thousands of students here all engaged in some sort of specified learning subject and i'm just little me. i'm not learning about chemistry (i'm not asian afterall), or dinosaur bones or about plant cells or about genetically modified seed varieties or any of that important stuff. all these people have a career to look forward to after four years of university. well i hope they realize how lucky they are, that they did well in high school science. if i had really enjoyed grade 12 biology or had tried a little harder in chemistry, would i be one of these smart people? i realize i am now rambling, which doesn't actually make for good blogs, so sorry. i just continually find myself analyzing my choice of international development and hope that i will find something interesting and sucessful as well. i'm pretty sure i didn't come here to become a full time volunteer for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, the point of this blog is that the agriculture students have a damn nice building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113890568190371459?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113890568190371459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113890568190371459' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113890568190371459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113890568190371459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/02/agriculture-students-have-_113890568190371459.html' title='agriculture students have it good'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113708909264330965</id><published>2006-01-12T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:58:37.978-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>second semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have some time here so i thought i'd write a bit about my classes. i was inspired by carmen's comments about wanting to know what else i am taking, and also by megan's blog, who wrote about a very weird experience she had involving spicy chick peas and a professor who decided not to wear the costume he brought because it showed to much skin. ahem. very interesting?! those trinity westerners...... they pay 3 times the tuition but they sure get interesting learning experiences! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my classes are not nearly as eventful. as we all know i am taking my third course in spanish which perhaps i should take a new and more positive view on. the prof spends most of the class moving from person to person asking them questions that everyone else seems to know the answer to, except for me and the girl beside me. i should sit with someone more spanish smart. i am gonna try a little bit harder from now on, and make sure i do my homework and study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;secondly i have world religions which i don't really have anything to say about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thirdly i have cultural anthropology which is going to be okay i think. we don't have an actual textbook, but instead, three novels written by anthropologists that are about three different cultures - natives, inuits and drug dealers in east harlem. our midterm is a take home book report on these three books. how easy is that? i've started the drug dealer one and its quite good. definitely a different world view, that's for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am still in history of the third world. first semester was all about events that have happened which didn't seem to have anything to do with development, but this semester we're getting into the goods, like economic theory and people/institutions who have shaped third world policies, and the underdevelped world, and why we think half the world is in poverty and if we think development is working. very interesting stuff, i'm loving this class this semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally i am in a sociology class, women and development. there are only 16 people in the class, which is great and bad at the same time. i like to hide out in class and take it all in, but as years go on, i am put in these types of situations where i have to have an opinion and i have to be part of the discussion or else i am viewed as the girl who doesn't have any opinion... which is not really a good rep to have among your fellow students in university, and also not true of me at all. i do have quite an opinion on the things we talk about, but in my first two years of university i didn't have much opportunity to express it, and suddenly this year, so many of my classes are discussion classes, and here i am, not so good at presenting and not so hot at discussion. well i gotta get used to that, and i gotta get used to it fast, b/c i have plenty of presentations coming up. i'm getting better. anyway its a night class, and not only is it a night class, it's a THURSDAY night class which means no more O.C. and no more ER. unless i find someone to tape it for me... luckily, Survivor and the Apprentice are over for this season so i won't be missing out on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so that is my semester. i have been using time wisely, and i have 2 hours on mon, wed and fri to go to the PAC gym which makes me feel good about me. they gym will do that to you, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wish i had something terribly interesting to say about my classes, like megan did, but unfortunately my saskatchewan educational institute just doesn't do it like trinity!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113708909264330965?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113708909264330965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113708909264330965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113708909264330965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113708909264330965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/01/second-semester.html' title='second semester'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113642784014114084</id><published>2006-01-04T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:59:09.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Some Christmas photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love this little kitty, her name is Blue. So sweet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love kittys and Christmas trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(RIP Edwin hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeff and I at dinner on New Years Eve&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/IMG_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/IMG_0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The "little-ist" and the "biggest" grandkids - me and Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and her Bratz doll of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113642784014114084?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113642784014114084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113642784014114084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113642784014114084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113642784014114084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-christmas-photos.html' title='Some Christmas photos'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113639131918987963</id><published>2006-01-04T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:59:40.308-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>espanol RANT and RAVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh MY school has started again with a big &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;boom&lt;/span&gt;. i started it all off with fricken &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPANISH&lt;/span&gt; of alllllllllllll classes. i am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DREADING IT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;i've already failed it once!!! first of all, it's at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EIGHT FREAKING THIRTY&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. second of all, the one friend that i have in this class was not there this morning. this fact &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;terrifies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me . thirdly, he went through the class asking random questions and i have no idea what he is saying and all i can do is look down and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pray to God&lt;/span&gt; he will not ask me how big my family is or what my major in school is or how i'm freaking doing today!!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; i can figure out the question and i can answer it, but it takes me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; minutes to do it before i'm ready to answer!!!!!!! fourthly of all (hehe maybe i should take an english class) i thought i was so awesome because i was gonna borrow lynnel's text book from her 114 class which SHOULD be the same for 117 except this year &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he decided to CHANGE it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i just went and spent &lt;em&gt;$145&lt;/em&gt; on a new TEXT BOOK for a class i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DESPISE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; i'm just dying people, i don't think i'm gonna make it. again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that is all i have to say for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113639131918987963?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113639131918987963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113639131918987963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113639131918987963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113639131918987963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2006/01/espanol-rant-and-rave.html' title='espanol RANT and RAVE!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113528178781151344</id><published>2005-12-22T13:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:39:02.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>After thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My sister wrote a fabulous overview of our specatacular trip to New York, so please go to her blog to read all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.insidejennashead.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.insidejennashead.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to say that it was seriously AWESOME! What a place!!!! Could be my most favorite place I've ever been to. Someday maybe I will live there. Hey, if there's a place for midget's on Broadway, I'm sure there will be a place for little miss me (nothing against midgets of course. i pretty much am one!). Yes, New York is the place to be. I think they must spend millions and millions of dollars on decorations there because there was extravagence EVERYWHERE. Beautiful decorations, lights, wreaths, everything. What a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wrote my last final exam this morning. It took me a total of 21 minutes, and nobody was allowed to leave until 9:30, so I wrote out a list of things to do before I had to be at work at 12:00. Yes, it may have been the easiest/simplist exams I have ever written. Sample questions are as follows: &lt;em&gt;What continent has the most developing countries?&lt;/em&gt; ummm.... Africa?........... &lt;em&gt;What is one consequence of deforestation?&lt;/em&gt; uh, endangers biodiversity...... like geez, no wonder I only went to 7 classes in 2nd semester. I was the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; one out of the entire PAC gym. 600 people are stuffed in there, as there are about 5 different exams being written at the same time. So I don't know why nobody else was done as fast as I, but it didn't matter because I had stuff to do!!! I also got back an assignment today, which I got 96% in, my highest mark in an assignment ever I think. That was a nice early Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am all ready for Christmas, as of 12:00 today! I did all my shopping yesterday and today, in between final exams in the morning and working at 12. Crrazzzzzy I tell you. I'm really happy with everything I'm giving to people, which makes me feel so happy and excited to give. I even accidently bought somebody two presents... I don't know what I was thinking, but now I have an extra pair of men's pajama pants to give to somebody!!! My mom said she got my dad some for Christmas, so maybe I'll give them to Jeff or one of my brothers. Maybe I'll take them back and exchange them for some girly ones for me? No, I already did something selfish today... I couldn't pass it up.... Bridget Jones' Diary 1 and 2 for $19.99!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT A DEAL!!!&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait to watch them over and over and over. Hmm and I haven't even seen the first one, just the 2nd one but I loved it so I'm sure I'll love the first too. So seriously girly. All I need now is the Titanic and the Notebook and I am all ready for major girls night out, I mean in. Actually the only time I will ever watch the Titanic ever again is if it's on TV some night and I will have to be THAT bored. It's a good TV movie on a cold winter evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our department staff Christmas dinner so we are all going to the Granery for a delicious dinner, can't wait. Afterwards, going to Jeff's so I can wrap all mine and his presents for people, and tomorrow evening is Christmas at the Eagle's house, so we're opening some presents. Christmas Eve morning (which is also Jeff's 28th birthday), we're driving to Calgary for a few days, and we are also going to go to Banff on Boxing Day, and home on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For New Year's, I do have to work Friday the 30th, but then I don't have classes or work until January 4th, so I have a few days off there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, my schedule for all the world to see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christas everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113528178781151344?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113528178781151344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113528178781151344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113528178781151344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113528178781151344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-thoughts_22.html' title='After thoughts'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113462183136784129</id><published>2005-12-14T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:39:36.930-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Frank Sinatra sings it best...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;start spreading the news.... i'm leaving today... i want to be a part of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;new york, new york...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;these vagabond shoes... are longing to stray... right through the very heart of it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new York, NEW YORK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;i want to wake up in a city that doesn't sleep! and find i'm king of the hill! top of the heat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;these little town blues... are melting away... i'll make a brand new start of it, in old New York!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;if i can make it there i'll make it anywhere, it's up to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEW YORK, NEW YORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps, and find i'm number one, top of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;the list, king of the hill, a number one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;these LITTLE TOWN BLUES....... ....... ohhhhhhhhh they'll be away....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;i'm gonna make a brand new start of it, in old new york! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;annnnnnnnnndddddd... if i can make it there, i'm gonna make it &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;its up to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW YORK, NEW YOOOOORRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKK&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113462183136784129?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113462183136784129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113462183136784129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113462183136784129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113462183136784129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/12/frank-sinatra-sings-it-best.html' title='Frank Sinatra sings it best...'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113384266005455732</id><published>2005-12-05T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T09:01:33.414-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>How's this for an update?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I started working full time this morning! I completely forgot what traffic is like in Saskatoon at 8:00 am... I'm more used&lt;/span&gt; to 10:00 &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on my way to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;! Big difference. So I was almost late, but not quite. those phones start ringing right when we open them, 8:30 am. Anyway my point is that I'm happy to finally be making some money just in time for Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speaking of that, I have not started my shopping except for Kayden's gift. Furthermore, I hardly have any idea what I'm getting anyone. Even worse, I'm not sure when I'm gonna have time to do it! I have an exam Thursday, and then all weekend I'm in Winnipeg, and then next Thursday I leave for New York, and then the week after that I have two more exams and then it's CHRISTMAS! Okay so writing that all out made me realize I have to do it early next week, Monday after Winnipeg, and done before Wednesday so that I can pack for NYC. I also have Friday night this week. That would be a good shopping night, the malls are usually less busy that night. But Friday night is Elim's musical...It'll have to be later. boy oh boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another hair appointment Saturday morning... I think I want to go darker once again... just lowlights, nothing too scary... but I feel my hair needs to be slightly more bold, a little more drastic... we'll see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back to the shopping thing, I still don't have a dress or an outfit for this weekend's fancy Christmas party at the golf and country club in Winterpeg. I am starting to feel that the dress thing may not be a good idea afterall and may go for my usual black pants and fancy tank and pretty heels. Still worried, again, I don't know when I'll go shopping for something. Thursday I guess. It'll be hard to give up my Thursday night TV to go shopping. Survivor is down to the bottom 5 this week, the Apprentice at the bottom 3, The O.C., well I can't miss it, and I missed the last half of ER last week so I don't know what happened with the whole marriage proposal thing. These are important shows to me. JUST SO YOU ALL KNOW.... for the record.... Thursday is officially the ONLY day I watch TV anymore. So that is why I allow myself the four shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just read a fantastic book, Memoirs of a Geisha, now a major motion picture :) It was so good, I read it in about 3 days. I can't wait to see the movie. I love love love reading a book before the movie. I have read In Her Shoes, The Constant Gardener and now this one in the last few months, and have only seen In Her Shoes. Which I loved too. Book was better of course, but still a good fun movie. I'm looking for another good read for the Christmas holidays after my exams, so please, suggestions come my way. It doesn't even have to be a movie either ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So my car is a problem once again. I have zero heat or defrost about 50% of the time. I LOVE THAT IN SASKATCHEWAN. FRICK, HOW ABOUT I JUST WALK IN -23 CELCIUS???? I'd love that too. Anyway it is being fixed tomorrow. I hope to top it all off it costs me $300 (knock on wood). Wow I can't believe how superstitious I just was... I actually knocked on my desk! Haha, wow I'm shocked with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lynnel, Chad and I drove to Moose Jaw on the weekend, and we went and saw the tunnels and had a lovely supper and then went to the mineral water pool! It was so much fun! The pool reminded me of the hotsprings at Fairmont or Banff. Half was inside and half was outside and it was a perfect night for sitting in the hot pool outside with the snow all around. Chad met some friends there, so me and Lynnel considered it our little day together basically. We had some funny moments. One I can't say on here because it's bad. Hehe, maybe I'll tell you if you ask me. We didn't get home until 3 am on Sunday morning, so it was a very full, but fun filled day! I like Moose Jaw. Such a funny little name. Sicamouse is a funny little name too. Those moose must have been running rampant back in the town-naming days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well I best get back to studying for my crazy hard exam on Thursday morning. Environmental Geography. Should be interesting to see my mark go down by a million percent seeing as this exam is worth 40%. Too bad...I'll have to work a little bit harder and not be distracted by blogs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday Alison! We all love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget Elim Christmas Presentation this weekend! It's gonna be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love Kristin Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113384266005455732?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113384266005455732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113384266005455732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113384266005455732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113384266005455732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/12/hows-this-for-update.html' title='How&apos;s this for an update?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113320859777607763</id><published>2005-11-28T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:25:04.847-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>yah so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah yes a new blog today. it's about time, right megan? it's been too long but not too long compared to kristy-anne. ahem. anyway, life has gotton a little bit easier lately. i am finished all my esssays, projects and assignments, except for one little group presentation on wednesday afternoon. i'm not worried about this because it's not academic at all, it's simply talking about my volunteering experience this semester. i'd like to say in my presentation "i am so happy i did this because it will look so good on my resume" but i think i'll refrain and just state that here on my blog, for the record. yes that is a smart idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let's see what is new. hmm i need to buy a new dress in the next few days. unless someone out there has one i could borrow for a night, that'd be great too. i need it for jeff's christmas banquet in winnipeg next &lt;em&gt;next &lt;/em&gt;weekend. i want it to be just right... oh sigh, so much pressure. a girl at work here says she has one for me, problem being she is a little bit teeny tiny, so unless the dress has an umpire waist, i can probably kiss that goodbye. oh the issues of being a GIRL! i also need new fancy shoes/sandles, as the ones i had that i loved got washed away, along with most of my shoes and other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats what the insurance cheque is for (i thought it was for shopping at H&amp;amp;M in Manhattan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm well sorry to disappoint but i just don't have anything else to say. lame post, i know. i'll try better next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113320859777607763?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113320859777607763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113320859777607763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113320859777607763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113320859777607763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/11/yah-so.html' title='yah so...'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113186203196747357</id><published>2005-11-12T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:38:03.240-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>i heart new york!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes it's true folks, i'm really going there! my parents are taking my sister and i there from december 15 - 18, four short but going to be VERY filled days! can you imagine, new york at christmas? it's gonna be absolutely beautiful. i don't know why but remember in "home alone 2: lost in new york", well there's this scene that i've always remembered, where the kid is running from the bad guys and he hides out in this HUGE toy store right in times square and its all decorated extravagently for christmas, and i've always remembered that scene b/c i thought it was just so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now i get to GO there! our hotel is in times square too, half a mile from the ed sulliven theatre. we are trying to get tickets for david letterman on thursday night. friday morning we are going to radio city music hall christmas extravaganza!!! and friday night we are going to the brooklyn tabernacle christmas production!! and then saturday night we are gonna go to a broadway show but we haven't decided on one yet. and sunday we have to go home which is so sad, but hey at least we get a few great days to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah i just wanted to shout it to the world :) the week i get back i have two final exams to write which absolutely SUCKS but hey, it's almost CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love love love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW YORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113186203196747357?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113186203196747357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113186203196747357' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113186203196747357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113186203196747357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-heart-new-york.html' title='i heart new york!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113090694036792224</id><published>2005-11-01T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:27:05.525-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;poor molly, she is upset because matthew is practicing the trumpet right now. just what i love to be listening to at 10:16 pm when i'm trying to wind down. urrgggggg, the joys of living at home. she is snuggled right down beside me laying at my feet, keeping them warm. and as most of you know, molly and i aren't even the best of friends. oh good mom is making matt going to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well i had an extremely busy day yesterday, and today i made up for it by sleeping through my first and second classes. sunday night i was so worried about this week that i tossed and turned in bed until about 2 am before finally deciding that i would make myself wake up at 6 am monday morning and get some work done really early. so i did. i was up at 6, showered and ready for the day by 6:45, and on the computer working on a powerpoint presentation before 7 am. i'm telling you, getting up early is a really great way to start your day. for me at least. i am so much more efficient, and i can get all the things i am worried or stressed about out of the way so that my day goes by so much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway when i got home from work on monday afternoon, i started a completely different assignment, and it was the dumbest assignment i have ever done. it was about saskatoon's wastewater treatment system. i.e. sewage. oh yes it was lovely. we had to write as though we were writing to a politician about what needs to be changed about our treatment system, and believe me i had a few things to say about the june 29th sewage back up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;take a wild guess, who do you think has the best sewage treatment system...&lt;br /&gt;victoria, calgary, saskatoon or regina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in case you were thinking about writing your politician about the quality of your clean up, i'll have you know that Saskatoon has a grade of C+, compared to Regina at a C. now people, i don't know about you, but i always thought regina was a "dirty" city... yet it seems they are doing a better job of keeping their water nice and clean than pretty little saskatoon is. as for who has the best treatment system in Canada, it's calgary. they rate an A+. yee haw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alison you would be so proud to know that victoria has the worst sewage system in all of canada. in fact it went from a F- in 1999 to completely "suspended" in 2004. i don't exactly know what suspended means but i know its not cool! more than 34 billion litres of raw sewage are discharged back into the ocean every year, and they only do preliminary treatment, which isn't even technically treatment at all, which is just nasty. NASTY!!!!!!!!! don't go swimming in the ocean. and maybe invest in culligan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that whole class has absolutely nothing to do with my major, it just is my natural science class requirement that i absolutely must pull through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tomorrow is my presentation on development and global health. its a good topic. once i get over my nervousness, i'm sure it'll be a really great presentation. i'm quite proud of it actually because its the first time i put together a powerpoint point presentation, and after hours of work i think it looks fabulous. pictures, clip art and everything. but unfortunately i don't get graded on a red-hot powerpoint. i get graded on if i do a good job speaking. i'd rather sing a song in front of 2000 people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my jeff is working in toronto and in surrounding area this week. him and his coworker are travelling down to detroit on thursday night to watch a hockey game which he is seriously stoked for. haha, instead of stoked i wrote "stocked" and then i started laughing at what that could mean... he is all stocked up for the game.... beer came to mind, and then i laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well i went to young adults this evening and i have to say i really enjoy some of these girls that i have gotten to know this year through sunday night cell at charmaine's house. i love going there sunday nights because her house is so calm and warm and always smells like baking, and she always has smelly candles lit, and its just a really nice way to spend a sunday evening with some really fun and sweet girls that i just love. so yay for charmaine for putting up with us for the last year or so! and for baking cookies or bread with homemade jam or cake or whatever it is you have every week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this blog is long enough. i'm going to practice my presentation to myself in front of the big huge mirror in my bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can't wait for the week that i get to just reeeellllaaaaaaxxxx. its out there somewhere, i know it is......!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113090694036792224?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113090694036792224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113090694036792224' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113090694036792224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113090694036792224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/11/poor-molly-she-is-upset-because.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113053401083288543</id><published>2005-10-28T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T09:03:28.609-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>it's friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jann arden was AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;. i just loved her. she is so funny and a great performer. she sounds better in concert than on her albums. she is very down to earth. even jeff had a good time. he liked the fact that jann recognized her audience was mostly women and made a few jokes about the men that were dragged there. we had lots of fun and it felt nice to dress up and do something a little bit different. i wish i took some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;denver's spooktacular party&lt;/span&gt; is on saturday night and i don't have a costume. i am hoping he will accept me dressed up as a stressed out student. yep that sounds good to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm done midterms&lt;/span&gt; but now i have a 4 assignments (which are each 6-8 pages, basically 4 essays), a presentation and two 12 page research papers to write in the next 3 weeks. that's insanity at its worst. i think i'm just gonna go to sleep and wake up when its all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;let's get happier.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;things i am excited about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(in order of appearance from now until jan 1/06):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-spooktacular extravaganza 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-kristy-anne coming to visit next weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-nov long weekend when i get to go to a wedding and wear a pretty dress and have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Cats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;december when classes are over and i get to make some money (even though working sucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;-december in general b/c i can truly be excited for christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-dad's christmas presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;-alison &amp;amp; leon coming to visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-a weekend in winnipeg for jeff's staff christmas party, all expenses paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-CHRISTMAS!!!! in calgary and in porcupine plain (thats gonna be a hard one to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;work out this year...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;-new years eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-semester 1 ending, semester 2 beginning (i love brand new classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;that's all i can think of at the top of my head, but i have to admit it made me feel better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;have a great weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt; anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113053401083288543?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113053401083288543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113053401083288543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113053401083288543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113053401083288543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-friday.html' title='it&apos;s friday!'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113034588342816913</id><published>2005-10-26T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:28:33.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Oh sweet Carmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Truly the cutest blog in the world -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunisintheoven.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.bunisintheoven.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's Carmen and David's brand new blog. She is pregnant and is due in April. David has started a column in the newspaper at the University of Lethbridge, it's called "He's Pregnant." Now they will be posting the pregnancy journey on a blog! She is just gorgeous, so check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113034588342816913?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113034588342816913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113034588342816913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113034588342816913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113034588342816913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-sweet-carmen.html' title='Oh sweet Carmen'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113021496671703865</id><published>2005-10-24T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:29:20.490-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Yikes. I'm Scared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;there are only about 3 really horrible weeks that i have this semester and the end of this week/beginning of next week happens to be one of them (i'm smudging them together). i'm scared. i sit and think about how scared i am that i am not working on assignments, reading my books or studying for that last midterm (i've already written two which were actually fine). oh why why why do we procrastinate? why do i not have just a teensy bit more urgency for schoolwork? no, instead i come to that place where it's 3 am and i think, would i really regret it if i just quit now?!!! and i dont just mean quit that particular assignment, i mean quit the whole thing. ha i'm laughing at the thought of it all. can you imagine me quitting university in year 3? oh i'd simply die of madness. tonight i volunteered to put together the entire powerpoint presentation of this group project that is due next week. why did i volunteer? because i want it done right and i can't stand to let someone else do it. that was just ridiculous of me. but so far it looks awesome, and i know that when i do something like this, it gets done right. just the way i like it. but oh the work involved! our group project is a presentation on international development and global health. right up my alley, i just love this stuff. i find that at almost every opportunity i get to chose my own paper topic/presentation/project i do it on some aspect of women &amp;amp; children and social aspects, particularly health and education. so interesting, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEFF AND KRISTIN&lt;br /&gt;we're going to jann arden on wednesday night. i'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's also our two year anniversary this weekend. i had to make up a date for this because we actually met on my 21st birthday and we sort of just became "us" over the course of a month. so in order not to celebrate 2 exciting days at once, i decided that our anniversary will always be the third weekend of october. i'm so smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITS AND PIECES&lt;br /&gt;thursday i get my hair done which i'm also excited about. i'm missing my blonde so i think it will reimerge, ever so slightly, at about 3pm thursday afternoon. stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fish is well, thank you for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw wedding crashers on saturday night... so funny for those who haven't seen it yet. really it's such a good movie, besides those moments that nobody warned me of, when a certain body part was on the big screen flashing in my face about 8 times, yikes where did that come from???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alison, when does leon come to town to sing for us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the song i was trying to think of in my last post... i'm pretty sure it was an alannnah myles song...still trying to figure that out. wait, wait i don't think it was her actually. yah i'm not sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BLOG AWARDS&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blog that i related to the most this week: my long lost kelowna friend, megan horban. oh her post is so me, from school to overload to the blue and brown colours of our room. read it to further my comments in this blog, particularly the school part. check her out on my links.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blog with the most heart and soul this week: kristy-anne glubish. brought me to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;goodnight friends, over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113021496671703865?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113021496671703865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113021496671703865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113021496671703865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113021496671703865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/yikes-im-scared.html' title='Yikes. I&apos;m Scared.'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-113000502089740640</id><published>2005-10-22T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:29:54.643-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>canadian idol?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've got two tickets to the C95 big party tonight if anyone wants them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the song i would sing if i ever were to try out for Canadian Idol, but it just slipped my mind. i wanted to put it on here so i would remember for next time :) i always pick out songs i would sing if i were to go on there, i've done it for years, but i know i still never would. hmm thats annoying that i just forgot it. it was a woman, someone like janis joplin or melissa ethbridge but it wasn't either of them. i'd LOVE to do 'piece of my heart' by janis but it's been done over and over, but man would i belt that song. anyway i just love kelly clarkson. it's not that i would even want to make it big like that (what canadian idol will EVER make it that big anyway, in fact, what american idol will either?), but i do like to sing. i'd sing sheryl crow and india arie. and all kinds of other songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm going to go buy a plant for my fishy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-113000502089740640?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113000502089740640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=113000502089740640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113000502089740640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/113000502089740640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/canadian-idol.html' title='canadian idol?'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-112969193503197209</id><published>2005-10-18T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:30:27.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Rex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/Rex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/Rex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the family Rex!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(please don't die)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-112969193503197209?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112969193503197209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=112969193503197209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112969193503197209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112969193503197209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/rex.html' title='Rex'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-112958189931439502</id><published>2005-10-17T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:31:26.093-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;High time for a new blog I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a weekend without Jeff which was a little bit unusual for me. I'm very used to him being away during the week with his job, which works out fine for me because I'm busy with school. But he's always home on the weekends! However this weekend, the Oilers and the Riders took precedence over little me. Both teams lost, which serves him right for going without me :) haha, just kidding, I'm glad he had a weekend with his friends because I had a fun weekend with my friends. Friday some of us played Ramolie and I kicked butt when in the last hand I got the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7-8-9 combo. Quite exciting, I was like, shaking with excitement, truly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday, Cory and I went shopping at Superstore, and I found out that something I had bought there last month had gone on sale, bigtime... I had the receipt with me in my purse and after a little bit of arguing with Customer Service and having a little chat with her supervisor, I got a return of $79.00. That felt good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And Saturday night we started off with a girls poker night (our first ever... there will be more where that came from!), and then the boys came and invaded our night with "ooh ooh let me see what you got"," don't do that", and basically telling us how to play.... they couldn't help themselves, I understand that. But still, next girls poker night will be strictly that. girls. and a big sign on the door, no boys allowed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sunday afternoon jeff came home and he spent most of the afternoon sleeping on my couch with another football game on, but i was just happy to have him home again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but my weekend sans jeff was nice none-the-less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;something else exciting that has happened this weekend is that i bought a fish! my very own, separate than my dad's fancy fish tank in the family room. no this guy is in his own special bowl in my room. he's truly beautiful. he's a turquoise chinese fighter fish. i am yet to name him, but lynnel came up with a good one - Rex. i think i like that name, but i'm still open to suggestions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love him. i wish he could cuddle like edwin could but since my mom isn't allergic to this guy, he's all i get for now. i'll take a picture soon and put him on here for all to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well i best get back to work now, SEE YA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-112958189931439502?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112958189931439502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=112958189931439502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112958189931439502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112958189931439502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-112863643842392896</id><published>2005-10-06T16:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:31:59.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>girls and flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/pic9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/320/pic9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/535/698/1600/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jeff bought me some flowers for my birthday. I thought they were pretty pretty. They were sent to me at work, which is one of the best feelings a girl can get. Especially when you work in an atmosphere full of women ;) Women really appreciate the flowers and ooh and ahh over them, and say "oh i wish my husband would send me flowers! your man is a keeper!". trust me, every time a girl at work gets flowers from her significant other, we go through the same process. and then we all go home and say to him, "so and so got flowers today, how come you never send me flowers?" and the cycle continues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;besides flowers he got me great seats to see jann arden. i told him back in May when they went on sale that if he was smart, that is what he should get me for my birthday and he actually did it. so i'm pretty excited to see her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thats all for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-112863643842392896?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112863643842392896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=112863643842392896' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112863643842392896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112863643842392896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/girls-and-flowers.html' title='girls and flowers'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-112771519564023514</id><published>2005-09-26T00:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:32:55.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>September 26, 1982</title><content type='html'>it's my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i accept &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cards&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;presents of all sorts&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;money in quantities of $20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;chocolate cupcakes with candles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(just kidding guys, all i want is a little love!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hope everyone enjoys my birthday as much as i do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;23 year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kristin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-112771519564023514?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112771519564023514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=112771519564023514' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112771519564023514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112771519564023514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-26-1982.html' title='September 26, 1982'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531135.post-112727705002168778</id><published>2005-09-20T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:33:40.779-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>chad just came over. we had cereal. chad and i have a long history of eating cereal together. all of our cereal choices were healthy ones tonight, until i found the reeces puffs hiding in the pantry in the laundry room. (yes, that is where all the goodies hide in this house). however... we decided to choose the healthy choice, and ate some Quaker Harvest Crunch. delicious! i am suprised and delighted at how far along "bran" cereals have become. it used to be that we simply had raisin bran. i like raisin bran to this day, however i usually put some brown sugar on it, and then it's not so healthy afterall. anyway chad and i had a lovely chit chat about nothing particularly important, yet delightful none-the-less. yay chad for being a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to catch up on days of our lives this afternoon. a person really only needs to watch that show once a month or so to catch up with. i'm very confused though because at the very end, STAN showed up... at Sami's wedding. i thought stan WAS sami. in fact, i KNOW that stan was sami, so tony dimera must be up to something very very sneaky once again. in other news, i hate that mimi and belle are no longer friends... it truly saddens me, and i hope that mimi doesn't turn into the next evil villan. because i really liked her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristy-anne was in town this weekend and we had so much fun catching up, her, me and lynnel. what a delight that girl is. we stayed up till 2 in the morning, a phenomenom for me. and tanis was also in town with her little sweet baby, Kennedy, which was a lovely suprise as well. oh girls, why do you all move away from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i start my volunteer work with the Good Food Box organization. should be interesting i guess. they give us a free lunch at the end of it, so that's a bonus. i should feel happy by the fact that i will be working with 3 people who i don't know, so it will be a lovely opportunity to make new friends. i have a little problem with feeling comfortable with my little circle of friends, and not feeling much of a need to get to know anyone else! i've been working on it though, especially with people at school. there's one girl i've been hanging out with that i graduated high school with, and haven't really seen since we graduated. she's in my major, so we have a couple classes together and i really am happy that we are friends once again. oh what a nice story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone is looking to buy a new cell phone, please let me know, i'll do the 2 for 1 thing with you... thing is, you need to take my cell (it's only a month old) and i will get a new one, which is actually the exact same one as mine, but it's PINK. i want it so much because it is so so cute. so yes, please let me know if you want a new phone immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO i just found my long lost jack johnson cd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh speaking of music, i am so excited because lynnel and i have tickets to go see CATS! i LOVE broadway musicals so much. this one will be great. even the MOVIE, phantom of the opera... amazing. the show just haunts my mind... not as in "ghost" haunt, but in my mind i think of it and i get this whole dreary, but wow feeling about it. the music is so amazing. i don't think Cats is quite as... disturbing... as phantom is, but it will still be great. i've downloaded all the songs so that i can sing along in lynnel's ear the whole time. i'm sure that she will think that is really nice of me, just in case she misses a word or two. my most favorite show ever was seeing one in Prague in the national theatre. it wasn't in english but it didn't matter, they translated the words on a screen in english... and there were two girls from switzerland beside me and they let me look through their binoculars as often as they did. it was so incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight my friends, sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531135-112727705002168778?l=kristineagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112727705002168778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531135&amp;postID=112727705002168778' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112727705002168778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531135/posts/default/112727705002168778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>kristin janzen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368349578717370113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sw4lX45msvA/SmIPvK-2BRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WpFZk8-pyXs/S220/Anniversary+061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
