<?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-1482764026491251059</id><updated>2011-12-22T08:25:19.418-08:00</updated><category term='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2aSUg9OFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OUQdNpWpSN8/s1600-h/random+girls+032.jpg'/><title type='text'>LIFES TOO SHORT TO BE SERIOUS...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5002516014751908154</id><published>2011-04-29T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:05:49.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BIGGEST LOOSER- Taylor Edition</title><content type='html'>Thats right folks- The Taylors are going to get in shape. Start the rocky music, tie up your sneakers, and put on your very unflattering black stretchy pants (especially you Jason...) Let the games begin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKnhKO65JMc/TbsJj56mt5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/CkI29VfbgII/s1600/the-biggest-loser.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKnhKO65JMc/TbsJj56mt5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/CkI29VfbgII/s200/the-biggest-loser.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601081074012043154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- Here is the bet: Each Taylor member has put in $15 ( p.s. if you havent done this yet- DO IT NOW!) and who ever loses the most weight percentage before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LABOR DAY WEEKEND&lt;/span&gt;- WINS THE LOOT Thats $195 baby!!!! Yahoo!!! Plus you will have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROCKIN BOD&lt;/span&gt;! what could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- Its on... Like donkey Kong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is serious BIZ-NESS people&lt;/span&gt;. This aint no cupcake contest or thumb war. This is survival of the FITTEST (literally.) So- stop watching t.v., stop facebook stalking all your friends- get off your couch and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO WORK OUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is of the essence- Here are a few websites that may be helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your BMI:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cdc.gov/healthyweight/assessing/bmi/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy Recipes:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eatingwell.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work out Plans:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dummies.com/how-to/content/following-a-cardio-plan-for-weight-loss.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.menshealth.com/fitness/jason-stathams-weight-loss-workout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So- let the games begin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look here are some great role models for us to admire and look up to-&lt;br /&gt;YOU TOO can be this great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqBPKVmZ5VE/TbsJjpb0h0I/AAAAAAAAAto/YliLG9TD8q0/s1600/biggest-loser-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqBPKVmZ5VE/TbsJjpb0h0I/AAAAAAAAAto/YliLG9TD8q0/s200/biggest-loser-19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601081069587957570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPDqzTnPxkg/TbsJjbqnAhI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Gs9rqdm12U4/s1600/biggest-loser-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPDqzTnPxkg/TbsJjbqnAhI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Gs9rqdm12U4/s200/biggest-loser-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601081065891889682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8Bxl1HZotU/TbsJjB8-6mI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LbFbFom5fwc/s1600/biggest-loser-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8Bxl1HZotU/TbsJjB8-6mI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LbFbFom5fwc/s200/biggest-loser-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601081058989632098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9XEyFcuLqc/TbsKDi0VPJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/R0DzJ9EGd1M/s1600/197123_10150142726771199_636826198_6881372_1980718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9XEyFcuLqc/TbsKDi0VPJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/R0DzJ9EGd1M/s200/197123_10150142726771199_636826198_6881372_1980718_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601081617567530130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;your welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am super duper excited about this- I actually have an incentive to work out- And option to win money- which I need. :) Part of my personal goals with this is to do a Half Marathon by the end of the summer- who is in? I'll let you know which one I decide to do so YOU can do it too! (be excited for that post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But get excited too- if I get you excited to work out and then you get the next person excited to work out and that person gets someone else excited to work out soon- we'll get Kevin Bacon to be excited for us to work out- and that is exactly what we need to get us going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO... HOW ARE YOU GOING TO WIN THE BIGGEST LOSER- TAYLOR EDITION? &lt;/span&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/1482764026491251059-5002516014751908154?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5002516014751908154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5002516014751908154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5002516014751908154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5002516014751908154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/04/biggest-looser-taylor-edition.html' title='THE BIGGEST LOOSER- Taylor Edition'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKnhKO65JMc/TbsJj56mt5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/CkI29VfbgII/s72-c/the-biggest-loser.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-6376697147032786785</id><published>2011-04-06T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:11:13.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went blonde!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3xYMPS66rg/TZzknE8ahII/AAAAAAAAAtQ/6rZj9vyevr4/s1600/Photo%2B9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwp_FxQtI0c/TZzkm9ioC-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/PyBayuyFnnY/s1600/IMG_0663.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwp_FxQtI0c/TZzkm9ioC-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/PyBayuyFnnY/s320/IMG_0663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592596195293268962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all really I have to say- I am now blonde... I decided to do an extensive research project to truly decide if "Blondes have more fun?" is it true? do they?... I will correlate the data, determine the standard deviation and find the confidence interval and let you know... (ha... I just wanted to use some of the big words I learn in psychological statistics- dont I sound so much smarter )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here ya go- Before and after (dont mind the computer camera for the after- thats all I had)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3xYMPS66rg/TZzknE8ahII/AAAAAAAAAtQ/6rZj9vyevr4/s320/Photo%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592596197280482434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I realize that there probably isnt THAT big of difference- especially next to my USUAL dramatic hair changes... but I decided this time to look less like I belonged on the corner and more like I belonged on the beach (WHICH I DO...) &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/1482764026491251059-6376697147032786785?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6376697147032786785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=6376697147032786785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6376697147032786785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6376697147032786785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-went-blonde.html' title='I went blonde!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwp_FxQtI0c/TZzkm9ioC-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/PyBayuyFnnY/s72-c/IMG_0663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1205337707851110248</id><published>2011-02-18T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:32:00.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>911 blogging...</title><content type='html'>HELP!! this is an emergency- my blog is smarter than me. I am so confused. So the other day I was trying to change my blog background- I couldnt figure it out. I pressed one button and POOF- EVERYTHING was gone. So now- I have this dumb background with all my other blogs, pictures, EXTRAS- bye-bye. where did they go? I DONT KNOW? I DONT KNOW... bobby fisher? where is he?... So I am calling out help. will someone help me beautify my blog and help me find the blogs I used to stalk? I am lost and have no where to go... boo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I used to be blogger savvy... no mas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1205337707851110248?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1205337707851110248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1205337707851110248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1205337707851110248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1205337707851110248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/02/911-blogging.html' title='911 blogging...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7150008559786509383</id><published>2011-02-10T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:06:48.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you a Bushel and a Peck...</title><content type='html'>"Love is in the air... EVERYWHERE I LOOK AROUND..." Well well... the blessed holiday of the singles. So this fine Holiday of LOVE I was sitting here thinking how... I may not have a lover man friend BUT- I do have PLENTY of people that I DO love: So I decided to compile my &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BECAUSE LIST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Be happy if you made it, Dont be sad if you didnt-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Le26V1YRo3M/TVltqXHLHII/AAAAAAAAAtA/bH3ttUhF5K0/s320/DSC05502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573606588373736578" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I love you too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Nancy Taylor:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You are such a funny lady. I love how you love life and love others. I love that you put your family first in every thing you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Robert Taylor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; If I could use three words to describe you it would be " A sophisticated Country Boy. I have so much respect for you in the business field yet I love how your still so country, sometimes crude, always ready for an adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Jason/Jenn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Jason- I love how hard of a worker you are. You are by FAR the crudest one in the family But I love that too. I love how although I still think your scary sometimes- you really are very sincere. Jenn- I love the amazing example you set for me and for EVERYONE! I loved the summer that I spent with you. I love how down to earth you are and soo good. Jason has NEVER heard you swear. Thats amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Chris/Lori:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Chris I love that you are the most loyal, genuine person I know. You sincerely care about everyone and never complain.  and Lori your always willing to help and strive to be better. You truly make the best of the situations you have been given and you never give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Carey/Rachelle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I love how you both would more than willingly give the shirt off your back if I needed it. Carey you have such a kind heart I love watching you become a dad and taking responsibility for your family and Rachelle I love how patient you are with everything in your life I love how you are willing to do whatever is needed and you ALWAYS go the extra mile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Sydney/Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I look up to you both so much. You both are such spiritual giants to me and I love learning from both of you.  Sydney- I love how close we have become over the last few years. I love how much you love your family. They are your first priority. I love how you still will play with me. Jared: I love how you are the jokster in the family. I love that you are so dedicated to your work ( to the extent of EXAMINING SOMETHING in my mouth everytime I see you) I love that you like to play. I love the fact that you take your kids on Boy outings. You both are so much fun and I love how even with three kids- your still cool (weird) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Chana/Fred:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Chana you will forever be my best friend. I love how witty you are (and sorta jealous). I cant think of how much you mean to me without tearing up :) I love that you will listen to me always. I love that we are able to play off each others jokes and laugh about it the whole time. I love that although I dont get to see you often anymore- when we get together its like we are back in jr. high eating Mac and Cheese and watching Arthur.  Fred you are so down to earth and grounded which I love and is so needed when you are married to someone so weird like Chana. I love that you have the courage to follow your dreams and do what YOU want to do- no matter what. I love that you have such passion for things that are so important to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAoum5EXcas/TVltRuPorhI/AAAAAAAAAsw/_SnCyZVsFns/s200/DSCF5048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573606165086514706" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Laura/Shawn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Laura, you are my bestie. and I swear my family loves you more than me. I love and respect how you have honestly taken this life to improve. You are such an example to me. You have changed so much (for the good) in the 5 years I have known you. I love that no matter what we will always be best friends. I love how understanding you are. Shawn I love how you have so many goals and ambitions. I love the fact that you arent settled by being okay- you are striving to be the best. I love how you LOVE sports especially DUKE and USU. I love that we are still such great friends. I love how we are so similar in so many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XflpvMs4J1o/TVltePRIKNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Ls7Lpq1j5LE/s200/101_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573606380109572306" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Destry Downs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I love and look up to you so much. I love that you are so poised yet so fun at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the same time. I love that you are socially awkward. I love the fact that you are so determined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in this life- that you view this life as a time to soak up all knowledge. I love that I can look up to you and try to be more like you everyday in the gospel sense but just in the life sense as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Honorable Mentions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I love you so much! I would if I could state all the reasons why too- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica Rae Day- Brooke Furhiman-The Trussel (especially the trussel girls)- The Chavez Family- Suseanna- Brian- Goals-Janet O'Riley-Kalee Crandall-Jill Olsen- Febe Mata- Bess Wilson- Noelia Mayor- the scriptures-Christina Potter- Hna Gastelum- Whitney Peck- GKLM- the Ambassadors- Paul Peterson- Utah State-Erica Ebert-Maddi Miller- Karalee Slaugh- the GOSPEL (of course)- Juan Girls- Bright Family- Sister Hartgrove- all nieces and nephews- Erinika-Missionary work- Sunshine- all my cousins- Life :)  (I could go on all day.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!! HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&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/1482764026491251059-7150008559786509383?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7150008559786509383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7150008559786509383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7150008559786509383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7150008559786509383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-you-bushel-and-peck.html' title='I love you a Bushel and a Peck...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Le26V1YRo3M/TVltqXHLHII/AAAAAAAAAtA/bH3ttUhF5K0/s72-c/DSC05502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3367879661164810680</id><published>2011-02-10T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T14:55:53.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family... Isnt it about... Time.</title><content type='html'>So, for my institute class this semester I am taking Repentance and Forgiveness By Brother Jacobs. I absolutely LOVE it! But every time I am in the class and leaving the class I am always thinking "this is GREAT! I need to share this with everyone else!" My institute teacher is so funny and spiritual all at the same time, Love it... But lets review the name... repentance and forgiveness... hmm... this class isnt full of daisies and unicorns (which many of my other classes have been...) Bro. Jacobs told us at the beginning of the semester that if we were wanting to take a "feel good" class- We had signed up for the wrong one, which has come to be fact. But It has been such an interesting class and SO- I decided that I am going to share a few of the GEMS that I get every week while being in his class- because it is just THAT good! (Get excited...)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today- 2/10/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So unlike usual- he didnt tell us our topic right when we got there- But instead started us out in Matthew with the chapter about the 10 virgins explaining that they were ALL "members" per say. But 5 were prepared and 5 were not ready. Then after that he talked about the parable with the Talents explaining that they all got SOMETHING but the one who only got one decided not to USE his talent and hide it away. Then last he talked about the parable with the famous saying "done it unto the least of these my brethren, done it unto me..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he explained those three stories he asked what all of them had in common. The Answer: All three of these had to ACT on what they could do. So- The sin we were going to talk about today: The sin of Omission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then had us think about all the things we do in our daily lives that really we are just "wasting the days of our probation" Facebook, videogames, T.V., Etc. Which got me thinking- I waste alot of minutes in MY days. ESPECIALLY with facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also gave us 3 scriptures to look at to explain his point:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Nephi 2:14- And now my sons I speak unto you these things for your profit and learning; for there is a God, and he hath created all things, both the heavens and the earth, and all things that in them are, both things to act and things to be acted upon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I LOVED using this scripture on my mission. because this is one of my only vices with people- ALL people. We wait until we are acted upon and we dont take charge of our own life and our own destiny/salvation. It drove me crazy. I saw so many people who COULD BE amazing. But they instead chose to idle away their lives and their talents. Which we all do at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James 4:17- Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is a sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother Jacobs than quoted President Kimball where he said "And who 'knoweth to do good' better than a Latter Day Saint?" Which is true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Nephi 9:27- But wo unto him that has the law given, yea that has all the commandments of God like unto us, and that trangresseth them, and that wasteth the days of his probation, for awful is his state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really loved all those scriptures. I can totally see this today- cant you? But the real stinger was that he wasnt talking about non-members or that bum on the corner. He was talking about LDS people who we know the truth, we know what we are suppose to do. Yet we waste our days in things that dont matter-  Which happens EVERYDAY people who say they are mormon- they look like active mormons yet they are not actively engaged in BEING mormon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This lesson really struck me- because this is like I said my biggest pet peeve. One of my biggest I guess- Soap Box moments is when I see someone who is sitting back and letting life happen to them. It makes me so mad. If only we would accept the amazing responsibility and charge given to each of us individually. But yet again- I seem to always get sucked into doing the "good things" and not striving to do the "best things" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Brother Jacobs said- That this didnt mean that we were suppose to sit at our houses studying the scriptures ALL DAY LONG. But more to have a BALANCE of things that are important and to get rid of things that dull our minds, lives, and most importantly testimonies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So- I thought you should all enjoy my institute class with me. and think more how we each are spending our TIME every day. We each have 24 hours in a day- its what we DO with those 24 hours that makes the difference. :) hope you enjoyed my abridged version of institute! Love you- LONG TIME! love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3367879661164810680?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3367879661164810680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3367879661164810680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3367879661164810680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3367879661164810680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-isnt-it-about-time.html' title='Family... Isnt it about... Time.'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1523173138489574128</id><published>2011-01-26T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T16:49:13.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Nancy</title><content type='html'>So the other day my mom had &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;QUITE the embarrassing story- which was DEFINITELY BLOG WORTHY. But alas she does not have a blog- so, as her youngest daughter and apple of her eye I feel as though it is my due responsibility to showcase my mothers embarrassing moments to all who may read this- Mother, your welcome... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to go home for the weekend- Since a couple of my roommates were going down to the Utah Valley as well we decided that we should all just carpool. So I set it up with my parents to meet me at the BYU creamery so that we could do the switcheroo. So as my car was pulling up to the creamery I called my mother and told her that we were just about to pull into the parking lot- and she told me that her and my dad (who were waiting inside) would come out to greet us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we pull in to the north parking lot and we wait....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wait.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wait some more. So I am trying to scan all the cars and figure out where my parents were- Well finally my mother calls me and in her 'I-am-so-frazzled-excited-voice' she asks me if I am in the north or south parking lot- I tell her north, she starts laughing then just hangs up on me. (I know very nice). Soon after I see my mother 'BOUNDING' around the corner with a huge grin on her face with my father walking closely behind. As she gets to me she starts telling me what all the excitement was about-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess my parents went to the south parking lot instead of the north. Around the same time I said I was pulling up another car with 3 girls and one boy pulled up on the other side. Well my dear mother thinking that it was me excited-ly ran up to the back window (where there was a girl with long brown hair) and started POUNDING ON THE WINDOW while squealing with excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then with bewildered looks on the poor victims faces- my mother STILL didnt realize it was me. So she patiently waited on the side until they got out of the car. (I cant even write this with out busting a gut. :) Well the four get out of the car and my mother exclaims "your not Erin" hahahahaha.... so so funny.  Well I guess they had a pretty good conversation because when she finally got ahold of me (her REAL DAUGHTER) she DRAGGED me into the creamery (complete with backpack, dufflebag, and pillow) searched the BUSY store for the victims rushed up to them- dragging me behind and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hey guys, hey... its me again- Nancy" (they were one first name basis apparently) and then continued to explain how she really wasn't crazy and that I was actually her REAL daughter. While I just sat next to her with my arms full of stuff and smiled. Finally I told them not to believe a word she said and that she really was crazy. But thats why we love her. hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then- we left. Never to see those poor victims again but I am quite positive that there is a story floating around BYU of a certain crazy woman who lerks around the creamery at nights... waiting to give strangers a scare by pounding on their windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha! oh gosh. I hope you think this is funny. If you dont- you have no sense of humor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you mom!!! your great! Craziness and all... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1523173138489574128?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1523173138489574128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1523173138489574128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1523173138489574128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1523173138489574128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/01/crazy-nancy.html' title='Crazy Nancy'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1722720943875657855</id><published>2011-01-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:10:38.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and Happy Erins Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I dont know if you know this so I feel as though it is my public responsiblity to make sure that you are aware of the bulk of holidays that has been underway this last little while. Not only did we have Christmas. Not only did we have New Years. But we have a very very important Holiday that is reaching the charts of most important holidays every year. That my friends is... &lt;b&gt;ERIN KAYS BIRTHDAY!&lt;/b&gt; Well my birthday is a day for ALL to celebrate. it really should be called national have a good day holiday. So... this growing popular holiday is January 3rd. Remember that for next year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I would like to chat about those other holidays that are equally as a big deal and equally fun to celebrate that should get no less attention then NHGD (national have a good day, day) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well as we may know I live in a bounty land far far away in Logan- So for the holidays I had the great treat to come home- FOR THE WHOLE THING. We have laughed. We have cried. and in the end... at times we have all wanted to rip each others heads off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun was had by the whole family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Navidad- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Was definitely feliz non the less. Everyone was home for christmas but see the thing is- my family is at that weird transition stage where people are starting their own family christmases yet... there are some of us (cough- me) who is still holding strong to the original family... so actual christmas morning was a little quieter- But it was fun- we got to go to everyone elses houses to see the excitement. and we all got new gadgets to play with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNafbhlGwI/AAAAAAAAAq0/aPwwM88uuAc/s200/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558385861116369666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;But- may I please get on my Missionary soap box for a second... Thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Step up,  clearing of throat, go-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;So I have decided something as this is my first Christmas- non missionary. Society has totally destroyed this holiday. maybe if we changed the name to boost-the-economy-mas. or buymas.  or Lazy-mas. Then this holiday and its usual activities would be justified. But lets consider the following-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;The holiday is called CHRISTmas. So obviously we are celebrating the BIRTHDAY of Christ. Correct? yes. Correct. So how does society celebrate? (me definitely included) Well we wake up early Christmas morning to fulfill all our selfish desires and unwrap numerous gifts so quickly  the tazmanian devil would get dizzy. Then the day is set aside from all the rest to stay in our pajamas, eat whenever the thought comes into our brain, watch movies, play with new toys, and pretty much be the laziest creatures on earth- for that one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;But what was Christ all about? Charity, love, self-lessness, friendship, never turning anyone away, always helping, never resting.  hmmm... Society sucks at giving gifts to the man where originally it is his birthday.  Thats like giving a vegitarian a huge case of steak, sausage, and all other assortments of meats. Then telling them that for their birthday they have decided to go hunting all day. "oh stop it you- your too kind. you really shouldnt have. really." I bet Christ is just GIDDY by all the wonderful things people are doing for him for his birthay- being lazy slobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;so yes- that is was my conclusion from this holiday season. harsh maybe. True definitely. But I have exhausted this soap box- I will now step down- but just a food for thought for this great holiday we always look forward to. ahhh... missionary mode turned off- for now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Lets talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;NEW YEARS EVE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;- (ya know I was the New Years Eve baby mind you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Well For New Years Eve a few of the family went and headed out to go Tubing where it was FREEZING-LY FUN. :) I love tubing. I'm not much of a fan of 5 degree weather. But ya know, we are hard core like that. After tubing we decided to get dinner at the Train resturant in Heber where this was the dialog of Cooper the whole time (about the train) "WOW! DAD- DADDY! WHER' IT GOIN?! DAD! GRANDPA! LOOK! WHER' IT GOIN?!" The whole time. No variation of excitement in his voice. it was wonderful- I too at the end really wanted to know where that DARN TRAIN WAS GOIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNaghJeh1I/AAAAAAAAArE/sr_evj5Mpvs/s200/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558385879805757266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNagKo-IdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/wx8L5WU_gVo/s200/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558385873763836370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;So after that my friend Destry Downs picked me up at the train resturant to go to a sleep over New Years party of one of her friends in Midway- I had to get ready for this blessed night and Jason and Jenn were leaving SO- I get all my stuff- my sleeping bag, pillow, bag, bag of treats and head into the bathroom to change. At first it was good- no disruptions. Well then EVERY WOMAN in the resturant decided they needed to go to the bathroom so there was me and ALL my stuff trying to put on my mascara in front of the mirror with a woman and her stinky diaper child next to me- 2 other women waiting for the bathroom, trying to wash their hands around my sleeping bag and there is me. happy to join the party. As I apologized for all my stuff for like the MILLIONTH time- one lady asked me "so ya going to sleep here or something..." as I evaluated my stuff EVERYWHERE I realized- I look like a hobo. so I just said "yes, I am. Unless someone will open their home to me. :) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;New Years Eve Party- Fun. Thats all really. it was fun. 2011 came in with a bang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNahJEMZ1I/AAAAAAAAArM/FSKuE96t33I/s200/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558385890521016146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;ERINIKA- HAVE A GOOD DAY HOLIDAY! HAPPY 24TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Did you all have a good day? I sure hope so. it would be a cryin shame if you didnt. if you didnt- you have all January to make up for it. You can celebrate my birthday whenever- January 10th, 30th, June 1st. If you want to wish me a happy birthday and party- I shall accept the invitation.  What did I do all day? well I sat in a dentist chair for pretty much all of it (right Jared) but I have pretty new teeth because of it. Because we are all good friends I will show you the before and after- (please excuse little children from the room), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNfHVohKDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/AgJYZhYVkTQ/s200/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558390944776136754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;Wicked witch from the west right before the house landed on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNfH9ZnH4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/67wA1qMcBV8/s200/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558390955451031426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;my dear friend Kalee Crandall who is my personal hair dresser- did my hair. Had Family Dinner with 24 cupcakes and opened presents! LOVELY DAY! We usually dont give gifts for birthdays anymore but my two nephews both so innocently asked their parents- " if it is a birthday party, we cant go with out a present right?!" Exactly my dear little friends. you tell em. So, I got presents!. After my sisters and I went to the movies- we be crazy!!! I even think I sped there- just livin on the wild side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNfIb2YyVI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YLMMF25RaWM/s200/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558390963624790354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNfI_3unUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/GusbrOhx6dA/s200/IMG_0424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558390973294091586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;that apron says Danger- Blonde cooking. Should I be offended or acknowledge the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay- So this is the problem when I wait so long to write on this- they become SOOO long and then no one wants to read it because it is like a chapter book!! I am so sorry! I hope you have lasted this long to read all this. I will try to be better with blogging. That will be a new years resolution. But until then- I am sorry you have this long long blog entry. complete with pictures. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thats what I did during this holiday break- what did you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1722720943875657855?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1722720943875657855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1722720943875657855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1722720943875657855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1722720943875657855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2011/01/merry-christmas-happy-new-year-and.html' title='Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and Happy Erins Birthday!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TSNafbhlGwI/AAAAAAAAAq0/aPwwM88uuAc/s72-c/IMG_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5959467664946702421</id><published>2010-10-22T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T14:33:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the Updates... Dont you?</title><content type='html'>So I love how I get on this darn thing and realize... wow, I havent written on this for what seems like AGES!! then it takes me about 4 more weeks to actually get back on and write on it... oops. WELL LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... let the games begin... How in the world is Erin Taylor??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREAT! I know you were DYING to know. your welcome. :) I think I have gotten BACK into the hang of things here at school- at the beginning of the year whenever I thought of school I would visualize myself in the ocean with only a straw to breath from... it was pretty hectic- BUT! I'm back and have found myself a nice tube to chill in for a while. :) now I just have to pass my classes. Work is great- I work at Callaways Bistro- Pretty exciting. But I may be getting another job soon- I'll keep you updated. Ambassadors is good- Yesterday I was in Idaho Falls trying to convince all the seniors there to come to Utah State (a hispanic family came in- oh I was in heaven, I talked their ear off :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes.. Thats about it- Sums up my life... no? A few other honorable mentions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More People Tied the Knot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HERMANA MAYOR GOT HITCHED!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TMIB80QlKNI/AAAAAAAAAqI/g2SIGgx_wRs/s320/102_1289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530985436696357074" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my goodness- do you rememeber this girl? Heres a picture of us back in the day- actually this time LAST YEAR! crazy. Well I loved Hna Mayor. She was great. She actually was engaged ALL while on her mission (which by the way her boyfriend sent her the ring WHILE on the mish...) ha... good times. But I wont lie- That ring saved her from a few awkward moments. But then she gets home and does she marry that man... NOPE. HA. Thats NOT funny... but kinda is.  She married another man. (dont ask me his name, I dont know it. I went for the bride. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(so I put in this picture so you could see the size difference... everyone always recognized us by the really tall and really short girls walking around in dresses- Just call me the OOmpa Lumpa Companion- I get it!  ha! we were a sight. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TMH_xNGadjI/AAAAAAAAApg/7LZ4zwEA3jc/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530983038182913586" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she got married on Friday- and since she was my companion and great friend I felt a personal obligation to be there- So I skipped all my classes, had to skip out on a quiz and RUSHED down to Salt Lake City... where I THOUGHT it was. I was suppose to be there by 10. I got there at 10:15 run up to the cute little white hair ladies and ask to go in- But there was NOT a Noelia Mayor getting married in SLC. nope. They nicely informed me that she was getting hitched in Bountiful... lovely. So... I went- and supported my great friend... on the outside of the temple. Memo to self: double check on temples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next WEDDING- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TMH_xnKcm4I/AAAAAAAAApw/Sh_eMTsIPHw/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530983045179153282" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle Got married! Michelle is one of my friends down from my first year in St. George so after I missed my first wedding Shawn and Laura picked me up and we headed down to St. George for the Second. Michelles reception was from 6-11pm. WOW! THATS CRAZY!  super long. But it was SOO much fun. I'm not going to lie- my friends and I... We know how to have a good time. :) look see for yourself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TMH_x2I9gkI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9WegyDNIvvM/s320/P1080076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530983049199452738" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Michelle and I dancing with some little young ones.  There were a few people drinking at the wedding and I'm pretty sure they thought we were alot more drunk then they were- Little did they know we didnt have one drop in us... Just... High on life.. The only way to go. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TMH_xReZEQI/AAAAAAAAApo/wpmIfF8a8HI/s320/P1080073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530983039357227266" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Shawn is going to kill me for this picture- BUT... love it... This is Shawn and I doin what we do- Dancin like two white kids at a jammin club... we would fit RIGHT in... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;Later I showed everyone up with my SWEET break dancing skills... Too bad I was in the skirt or I totally would have broken out the worm. (I was close. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5959467664946702421?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5959467664946702421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5959467664946702421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5959467664946702421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5959467664946702421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-updates-dont-you.html' title='Love the Updates... Dont you?'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TMIB80QlKNI/AAAAAAAAAqI/g2SIGgx_wRs/s72-c/102_1289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-2339589702462534217</id><published>2010-09-24T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T23:09:05.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cola Chanel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2Pr5cCsxI/AAAAAAAAApY/SufbUFhlqgs/s1600/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2PrI5khII/AAAAAAAAApI/krx16J06u0U/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2PJyEnrQI/AAAAAAAAApA/ppoL_Y4PRXY/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2PJyEnrQI/AAAAAAAAApA/ppoL_Y4PRXY/s200/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520726116448840962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Monday my dear dear friend Laura &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conned&lt;/span&gt; me into being her model for her "Re:vibe fashion show she had for one of her classes- Her class project was that she had to make an outfit out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recyclable&lt;/span&gt; items. Next thing you know- I am in a dress made of pop cans my cowboy boots and my makeup/hair is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Verge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meth&lt;/span&gt; addict. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;... Good thing she is my best friend. Actually it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun. I got to dress up in this crazy fun/ crazy cool dress and strut my stuff down the cat walk- like the good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' days (ha... remember when I thought I was going to be the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt; Banks... ah good times.) Sadly enough we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; win- even though she definitely should have- But we both were featured in the school newspaper for the next day... and that my friends- is very cool. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*If you want to borrow the dress just let me know- its great for weddings, school dances, and even church activities.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2Pr5cCsxI/AAAAAAAAApY/SufbUFhlqgs/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520726702541681426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  My roommates Maddie and Erica came to support me in my big event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2PrguBgAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/khuQaq88pvE/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520726695906213890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Waiting with all the other recycable goods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2PrI5khII/AAAAAAAAApI/krx16J06u0U/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520726689512195202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;After it was over. basking in the lime light :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;If you want to see the process in which the dress was made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.laurashawn.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurashawn.blogspot.com"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1482764026491251059-2339589702462534217?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2339589702462534217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=2339589702462534217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2339589702462534217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2339589702462534217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/cola-chanel.html' title='Cola Chanel'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TJ2PJyEnrQI/AAAAAAAAApA/ppoL_Y4PRXY/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3785276908963998897</id><published>2010-09-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:02:17.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like we havent talked for awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TI8Pg7OARQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Ph9IbFxJSHw/s1600/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TI8Pg7OARQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Ph9IbFxJSHw/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516645126878807298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know- I have not written on this for what seems like FOR-EV-ER. and... its true. es la vida... I fell off the edge of the earth- But I also have realized that I never wrote about one of the most important and best things that so far has happened in my so far- and that was... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FAMILIA CHAVEZ WAS SEALED IN THE LOUISVILLE KY TEMPLE FOR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TIME AND ALL ETERNITY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could be better? Nada! This all went down... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August 14th 2010 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first companion (Hermana Mata) and I went out for the big event- which was even better! It was so fun being with my first companion, in my first area as we watched this family that is so close to my heart make these sacred covenants with the lord- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was so great. I am so thankful for this gospel and I am so thankful for the opportunity that I had to serve a mission. I remember when I first got my mission call to Louisville Ky I was thinking- WHAT?!  I thought for sure that god was testing my obedience and when I showed him that I would be obedient in the MTC they would randomly switch my call to Spain or Guatemala. alas... God knew me better than I knew myself.  I KNOW that I was meant to go to Kentucky. I know that God knew that these people I would meet on my mission would not only be in my life for a little while- but I would want to be apart of their lives forever. And I will be. I love the fact that I can talk to someone from my mission daily. I know I was suppose to meet these people. They have forever altered my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks to that Amazing mission that THANKFULLY God did not change in the MTC I was able to see one of the most amazing moments and a goal of every missionary- A family I saw get baptized be sealed as a family. I love this gospel. I love seeing how it changes peoples lives and most importantly how it continues to change mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes its hard for me because I know I am not at the spiritual level I was at in my mission. But thats because the Gospel is STILL changing me. After my mission it was such a harsh reality to see that- I am STILL not a gospel scholar- There were things I still didnt understand and moments (still) that I have to "walk by faith not by sight" Didn't I just serve a mission for the lord- dedicating every moment to the Lord? why am I not a gospel scholar, spiritual giant, and conservative RM? Im still me. I still dance like a white girl (who wants to be black), I'm still outspoken and loud, I still am fickle and irresponsible and I still dont know my scripture mastery... But I guess thats just... me and I am still trying to be who GOD wants me to be- and I've got a LONG way to go! But I know its possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This life is a Journey.  Watching the familia Chavez seal this journey not only in this world but in the world to come was one of my sweetest memories I think I will always have. They are still working everyday and the best news is... So am I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3785276908963998897?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3785276908963998897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3785276908963998897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3785276908963998897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3785276908963998897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-feel-like-we-havent-talked-for-awhile.html' title='I feel like we havent talked for awhile...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TI8Pg7OARQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Ph9IbFxJSHw/s72-c/IMG_0937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7315120937564879641</id><published>2010-08-13T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:28:21.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor College Girl Yard Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TG1pE9S9prI/AAAAAAAAAog/GPa4WsoB-fY/s1600/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TG1pE9S9prI/AAAAAAAAAog/GPa4WsoB-fY/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507173453238478514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I dont know if you know this but... I just returned home from a mission. and I dont know if you know this but I am very poor. with no promising income at the moment... and I dont know if you know this but... I have a lot of... STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- what do you do when you are poor with no money but alot of stuff?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU HAVE A POOR COLLEGE GIRLS YARD SALE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that my friends is exactly what I did!! Sorry I didnt tell you all about it sooner- you could have come and bought some amazing-ly great junk that has been lying around my house for about 10 years- BUT- it was a SUCCESS!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided though I am not too great on the whole yard sale and NEGOTIATING... aspect. I was really bad at that. (to the dismay of my father) So- lets just say the people who DID come got some REALLY REALLY good deals... BUT- I got a few more dollars in my pocket that I didnt have before I sold it to them. :)  So it was a win/win situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So what was the final result..... Drum roll please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Poor College Student is now.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$314.05 Richer!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeppy!!! I VIN! I VIN! I can now buy one more text book!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is Grand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(p.s. I have a picture- But not my cable... so I will have to get back to you on that one.)&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/1482764026491251059-7315120937564879641?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7315120937564879641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7315120937564879641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7315120937564879641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7315120937564879641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/08/poor-college-girl-yard-sale.html' title='Poor College Girl Yard Sale'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TG1pE9S9prI/AAAAAAAAAog/GPa4WsoB-fY/s72-c/IMG_0849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5850876994658205374</id><published>2010-08-05T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:13:40.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So... What did you do last week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hung out with a bunch of People from Paraguay all week- WHY? you ask... WHY NOT! I say!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really this is why-&lt;/div&gt;So last week my lovely parents decided that they were going to leave me here- alone in the dreary land of Utah and head off to Hawaii- (no invite mind you). Leaving me to fend for myself in the dog eat dog world out there. Well anywho one day I was over at my sister Sydneys house and was reading the good ol' Springville Hearld and there was an article that said "Host families for the Folkfest- still wanted" as I read on I found out that people from Peru, Spain, Mongolia, etc would be in attendance, yet they needed somewhere to stay. So I thought to myself- heck, I'm not doing anything! heck, I speak spanish!! HEY! I should have them at MY house!!! After I passed this idea by Syd and she denounced herself with any connections to my crazy idea- I called and set it all up! Why not have two strangers come into my house? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So- From Wednesday-Sunday I hung out with two great girls (plus pretty much ALL the group from Paraguay) Clari, and Ida. Clari was 16 and Ida was probably about... 45... ish. ha. big gap. But we had SO SO much fun! we went to Salt Lake, we went and hung out at the park, rode bikes down by bridal vale (Clari loved my beach cruiser lola.) and pretty much... I was Tour Guide Barbie for a week. LLLLLLOOOOOVVVVVEEEEE IIIIITTTTTTT.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TFrqXIHPZNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/8IymlezDEpY/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501967577822225618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and Lori came over and spent the nights with us- so that by some chance these two didnt try to kill me and take off with the loot. and only once did I catch them over my head with a knife... (just kidding) It was really fun. I also loved it because all the other host families that we would be with were just that- FAMILIES. Then it was me... hanging out with them all. weird? maybe? For me though... probably not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think everyone should host for the world folkfest. it was a jublient joyful time- Dont believe me? I'll show ya pictures. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TFrqYyQZ0VI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Fhmyiq5TY8I/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501967606314815826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;everyone LOVED their MATE ( say like My ta) they would carry around their big jugs and drink it all day- I think its gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TFrqdR9efyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/D8LF-eiGb2I/s320/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501967683544842018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;At temple Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TFrqiAZ4H9I/AAAAAAAAAoY/v043wYiwBFc/s320/IMG_0802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501967764731469778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Theres my girl!!!  look at them! I was a proud mama hen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TFrqhRUzJOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/DII0SwJ-C6Q/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501967752093705442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Paraguay + me. :) we had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5850876994658205374?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5850876994658205374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5850876994658205374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5850876994658205374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5850876994658205374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-what-did-you-do-last-week.html' title='So... What did you do last week?'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TFrqXIHPZNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/8IymlezDEpY/s72-c/IMG_0759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3513571977379068070</id><published>2010-08-04T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:26:01.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>So- I just wanted you all to see an amazing video. This is about one of my best friends (Brooke) Her Sisters husband- &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its amazing- and sad. You should watch it. Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?autoplay=true&amp;amp;index=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=674240dcb9d1a210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=bd163ca6e9aa3210VgnVCM1000003a94610aRCRD"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that works- if not, just go to www.lds.org - Mormon Messages "forgiveness"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its an amazing video clip- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3513571977379068070?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3513571977379068070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3513571977379068070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3513571977379068070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3513571977379068070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/08/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-6612843193175159981</id><published>2010-07-26T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T15:38:16.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis Maestros!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was in the wonderful bubble within the bubble Aka- the MTC. Hermana Downs and I had the most AMAZING teachers. Hermano Cave and Hermano Nunez. They were spiritual GIANTS and so great. I LOVED the MTC. honestly, and I am pretty sure I had the best maestros there. There was a rumor that Hermano Nunez was one of the third nephite and Hermano Cave had been off his mission for like 2 weeks so still had the FIRE of the mission-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the inside joke/one-liners that kept us going in the MTC: (sorry if they arent funny or you dont get them... just know- they were hilarious.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You mean we're going to be like... teaching people?! - Elder Jashinsky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Hey book on tape, we are praying now. - me to one elder who was reading BOM out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If you werent a Hermana I would totally stick my finger up your nose. - Elder Fox to Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como se dice joint en espanol? (how do you say joint-as in body joint- in spanish?) - Hno Nunez. "Marajuana." - Elder Stephens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Elders y Hermanas I bought a van on my mission. - Hno Nunez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The Book of Mormon is your horning bazooka. - Hno Cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Yo tengo esperanza para ver jesucristo boca a boca. - Hna Downs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I have hope to see Jesus Christ mouth to mouth- she meant to say cara a cara or face to face_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh... I swear we actually learned in there too... ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TE248w0l_1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7yNYojJeWPI/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498254074126401362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;Blast from the past! So young...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anywho- now a year and a half later- Hermana Downs and I are home. Que Lastima. But other other day we were able to go hang out with the Teachers we held so much respect for and give them the long overdue hug that before was forbidden. Hermana Downs and I were SO NERVOUS. I mean, these were the men that taught us our spanish- and we knew they would be grading how well we did... AHHH... But it was really SO SO much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were eating there was a hispanic couple sitting behind us- well.... 4 spanish speaking RMs got to talking to them and we found out- They werent members.... ah, I smiled to myself thinking "oh they just walked into a lions den..." 2- 3 week old RMs and 2- MTC teachers... They didnt have a chance. and needless to say- They walked away with a passalong card, one of their business cards, and a date to be baptized (just kidding- on baptism... ) HA!!! LOOVVVEEE ITTT....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TE2_jB7vJ1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ITLvXLIe26s/s320/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498261328624559954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Dont touch!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TE2_j2hj51I/AAAAAAAAAmw/m2lbPEOxsjE/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498261342741849938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Ahh... look we can hug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, I loved the MTC. I think the name should be changed to Member Training Center. Because I think every member should go there for a week. I learned so much about the gospel and about myself in those short 8 weeks. The food... kinda got old but, the strong spirit never did. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-6612843193175159981?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6612843193175159981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=6612843193175159981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6612843193175159981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6612843193175159981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/07/mis-maestros.html' title='Mis Maestros!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TE248w0l_1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7yNYojJeWPI/s72-c/IMG_0737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1980882955281736468</id><published>2010-07-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:15:01.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DeBrIeFiNG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, I think it is time... Today is my 3 week mark from walking off that plane and stepping back into... here. HELLO here... how are you? I cant believe it has been 3 weeks. I cant believe I'm actually home- I cant believe I actually left- has it HONESTLY been 18 months since I have been in this home? with my friends? in... UTAH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am sure all of you are wondering how the debriefing process is going. I sure am. :) I never understood why when you are leaving on a mission you spend 3-9 weeks in the Missionary TRAINING Center where they teach you how to live and act as a missionary- But at the end of the mish- what do they do... they drop you like a hot potato- no debriefing. no quarantined room or maybe 3-9 weeks of doing NORMAL stuff like "okay today we are going to have you talk to the opposite sex WITHOUT a companion- Go. " or "I want you to back up WITHOUT someone behind the car- GO" But nope. none of that- They just put you on a plane and BOMBARD you with family and friends who want to go SWIMMING the very next day (give a RM a HEART ATTACK!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT- I must say... I feel as though I have been debriefing myself- quite nicely. I dont know if my close family and friends would agree- but I would say I am a good "Debriefer" ah yes... very good. Here are some of the activities that I have been doing to help myself "Debrief:" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- I was called to the O'Hare Airport Mission *for 24 hours* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah yes, So remember how I was suppose to come home Wednesday? Well as many of you know- I didnt. Because you see- on the short- plane got delayed- plane got cancelled- 5 missionaries got stranded in Chicago for 24 hours. oh joy. OH and lets not forget the "Frumpy Missionary Dress" I DISCOVERED and HAD to wear as a joke to my family- Mental note- 24 hours in Frumpy missionary dress complete with shoulder pads... not so funny anymore- (was worth it when I saw Syds Face though... ah... seester). 24 hours later I was walking off the plane so so nervous- wondering maybe staying in Chicago in the Frumpy dress wasnt a bad idea... But it was a JOYOUS reunion. I couldn't believe all my nieces and nephews! we laughed. we cried. and in the end... we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tQ0-C-tI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e7-__jxaZN0/s400/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494370943767870162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;                                              Say hello to the Frumpy dress- Amish friend anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tRrdlIiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/s0RuW7MFrdU/s400/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494370958395646498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tQ0-C-tI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e7-__jxaZN0/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tQ0-C-tI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e7-__jxaZN0/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tQ0-C-tI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e7-__jxaZN0/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      Chillin By the poolside... soakin up rays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tSDPNKeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/A23zkYHnEg0/s400/IMG_0480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494370964777806306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;                              Chana always does it- so I thought I would carry on the tradition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tShGELMI/AAAAAAAAAkg/bBhyxdhe8l0/s400/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494370972792532162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tSDPNKeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/A23zkYHnEg0/s1600/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tSDPNKeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/A23zkYHnEg0/s1600/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tSDPNKeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/A23zkYHnEg0/s1600/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                   HOME!!! FINALLY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually I am going to show you my debriefing my pictures- We all know how I am NOT a woman of few words so if I go by pictures- maybe this blog wont be 18 months long. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well first and foremost the BEST debriefing has been Hanging out with the family. I heart them. It was so wonderful to be able to hug and kiss each of them. I love them. It has been fun. We have done tons of stuff too- from Lagoon, dinosaur museum, swimming, and of coarse- LOTS of EATING! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_wpO69_pI/AAAAAAAAAko/XlAtYrCHKPo/s320/IMG_0530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374661586026130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;                                     Ahh... Family... (sorry didnt have one with all the others...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_wp1Xfb3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/MYCLGQXfMek/s320/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374671906205554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_wqzIB1aI/AAAAAAAAAlA/WQAbzYU4e7k/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374688484349346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 When I left- She was still being carried around in her car seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said- a HUGE debriefer is... I WENT SWIMMING!! I know- hold the phone. It was kinda awkward at first- it took me a week to actually go. I know, you all are so proud of me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_z4zcuNGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/iCx_ZyvNeHc/s200/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378227624195170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another GREAT thing is I was able to go on SPLITS with the missionaries! WAHOOO!!!! what could be better right? I could try to be that member missionary I always dreamed about in the mission- it was fun. I LOVED it. I'm not going to lie though- it was nice not to have to stress when one of the apts. fell through... I could sit back and be just the member- not the missionary trying to think of a back up plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_z4ZpFQwI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ifeSA-K-6es/s200/IMG_0571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378220696716034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hung out with Married Folk- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember how I told you all my friends got married while I was gone? well I hung out with my two favorite- great news... even after their MARRIED they are STILL my best friends and NORMAL!! what a relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_z6Lv9cQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/jCFQSPkq62U/s200/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378251327205634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a car-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_z5u3JBKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/2I4Kw6WcpOs/s200/IMG_0591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378243572696226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ran a 5k (talk about HARD!! I was dying by the end)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_381kj2HI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Fjxnmn0rFD0/s200/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494382694959929458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last but not least- Remember the Wedding of Brooke that I kept threatening her if she had without me? well...  SHE WAITED! AND I WENT!!! Brooke and Shaun got married last Friday the 16th and it was SO fun. I actually got to go in! It was a beautiful wedding! The trussel all came together too- Love them. AND... I was even a bridesmaid (that means I held flowers... be jealous) I love my friends so much- They are very good debriefer helpers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_2ZXh1DCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/_ZWO7j9iZw0/s200/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494380986088360994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_2apzzM4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/HwdPKFJmzDE/s200/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494381008175444866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_3Xz_t3cI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Vn7Gp1b8sZ0/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494382058881801666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So- Yes... I am back into the real world. no longer Hermana Taylor la misionera but Erin... The RM. thats weird. Its funny how coming home is almost like coming out of Rehab. This whole blog is about "desensitizing myself to the "real"world" once again. When I will tell people how long I've been home I usually get a response like ... "and... how are you adjusting...." (with real concern in their eyes) and suddenly an invisible label gets put on my forehead- shhh... she's an RM... She hasnt been home long.... like I'm radioactive or something... But- I'm still me. I just like god alot more. :) and now... I'm just trying to figure out who I was- and who I have become and most importantly how I can continue to become the person God wants me to become. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the Debriefing continues- as I try to figure out school, work, responsibilities, boo. me no likey. But ah... all we are is dust in the wind... right? right? so now my dust is being blown in another direction... But hopefully soon that dust will be blown back to Kentucky... I left my heart there, gotta go pick it up :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1980882955281736468?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1980882955281736468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1980882955281736468' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1980882955281736468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1980882955281736468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2010/07/debriefing.html' title='The DeBrIeFiNG'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TD_tQ0-C-tI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e7-__jxaZN0/s72-c/IMG_0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-8265907049821500742</id><published>2009-03-01T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:50:49.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING PRIVATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey all who read this blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have decided that for the safety of our sister missionary, I am going to start a new private blog to record her missionary adventures. This way, I can post her address and other personal information without having to edit every email she sends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO, if you want to be invited to read her missionary blog, please leave a comment with your email address and I'll make sure and send you an invite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sydney&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/1482764026491251059-8265907049821500742?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8265907049821500742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=8265907049821500742' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8265907049821500742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8265907049821500742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-private.html' title='GOING PRIVATE'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-4988371839905391606</id><published>2008-12-02T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:49:34.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMORROW, TOMORROW... I LOVE YA TOMORROW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tomorrow is the BIG DAY!! oh my goodness I cant believe I am leaving TOMORROW!! I felt like this day would never come and alas... I am being set apart in exactly ONE HOUR! So many people have asked me how I am feeling about leaving which is kinda a weird question to answer... good? happy? excited? scared? apprehensive? ready to go? all of the above? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But I am so excited really... I think I will be recieving a HUGE wake up call and I am way excited for the new direction my life will take. I know that my mission is going to be a huge challenge and I will have many bad days but I hopefully will have many more good days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am going to miss my family so much. My family means everything to me. I dont know why when I went through my teenage years I didnt want to hang out with the fam. My family has been my biggest support and my biggest cheerleaders. It will be crazy to be away as my family keeps growing, as new additions come and as all the little ones get bigger. I love my sisters, my brothers, and especially my parents. Thank you guys for everything. I really am going to miss you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am going to miss my friends. Oh goodness I love my friends. A while ago I decided I wanted to start a "Erins Cool People Club" and it would be a very extensive process of collecting all the cool people in the world. Well I really feel like I have collected quite a handful already. It is going to be so hard to not hear all the gossip of whats going on in everyones life and not being apart of it. I am excited to hear how all my friends lives change in the next 18 months and be the cheerleader from afar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am so thankful for all the people in my life who have helped me, loved me, and supported me. I know as I go off into the bounty land of Kentucky that I have so many supporters here at home pushing me along and praying for me. Thank You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I really am very excited for this new adventure. I am so excited to be an instrument in gods hands and to show others the love I have felt from this gospel and the assurity that I know its true. I don't know if I know enough, I don't know if I am strong enough, and I don't know what challenges face me in the next 18 months. But I do know that heavenly fathers got my back, I do know that I am ready to throw myself into the work 110%, and I do know that with gods help I will be able to bring those who are ready into this amazing gospel. I hope I never look at missionary work as numbers of people I get dunked but more I hope I find my friends who have been missing something and who need the gospel in their life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So Enough of this Corny parade, I must go get set apart now.  I want to again say thank you to everyone! sadly enough I wont be seeing this blog for 18 months* But have no fear because the adventures will continue during and after :) Good luck with everyones life and please keep me updated on it (I really cant handle not being in the know for 18 months :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*p.s. My good sister Sydney will actually be taking over my blog while I am gone! LUCKY... So... hopefully if it works out as planned she will be able to post my weekly emails on here so that everyone can read! As well as some pictures maybe? I dont know? where am I going again? and also note that I am going to try and keep the corny-ness down to a minimum. but I cant make any promises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-4988371839905391606?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/4988371839905391606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=4988371839905391606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/4988371839905391606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/4988371839905391606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/12/tomorrow-tomorrow-i-love-ya-tomorrow.html' title='TOMORROW, TOMORROW... I LOVE YA TOMORROW!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1294894464919534841</id><published>2008-12-02T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T11:08:37.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMORROW TOMORROW, I LOVE YA TOMORROW YOUR ONLY A DAY A WAY...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the BIG DAY!! oh my goodness I cant believe I am leaving TOMORROW!! I felt like this day would never come and alas... I am being set apart TONIGHT! So many people have asked me how I am feeling about leaving which is kinda a weird question to answer... good? happy? excited? scared? apprehensive? ready to go? all of the above?  But I am so excited really... I think I will be recieving a HUGE wake up call &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1294894464919534841?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1294894464919534841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1294894464919534841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1294894464919534841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1294894464919534841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/12/tomorrow-tomorrow-i-love-ya-tomorrow_02.html' title='TOMORROW TOMORROW, I LOVE YA TOMORROW YOUR ONLY A DAY A WAY...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1341268576142003475</id><published>2008-11-17T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:30:19.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope they call me on a MISSION...</title><content type='html'>so I have noticed it had been quite a while since I had posted anything... but alas... I have nothing really to post... I have moved home and now all I have done is shopping, shopping oh and more shopping. Which this would be great for any other girl, but I hate shopping. So its been splendid... :) ha ha... but Sydney has been my saving grace since I have been home (seriously if it wasnt for her I think I would be taking only one outfit to the MTC) and she was also my photographer for my missionary photo shoot. So here are the fruits of her labor...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SSJmI752GBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yCKi6qoNLZM/s200/erinarm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269886817682200594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SSJmIy2YzNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/l6gZsASJE-E/s200/erin2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269886815251778770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SSJmJPG1jRI/AAAAAAAAAck/6i5Vnd-02wQ/s200/erin4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269886822836964626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1341268576142003475?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1341268576142003475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1341268576142003475' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1341268576142003475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1341268576142003475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hope-they-call-me-on-mission.html' title='I hope they call me on a MISSION...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SSJmI752GBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yCKi6qoNLZM/s72-c/erinarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-2844184584254698920</id><published>2008-11-04T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:31:17.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Moab...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; was such a dreary day. Well I guess not "Dreary" I mean we did get to exercise our American freedom of voting. But today I moved back to my humble home of springville from M&lt;br /&gt;oab. So again this shouldn't be dreary, I mean I am about to EMBARK on a magical journey of preaching the good word. BUT still... it was pretty darn dreary driving away with the red rock landscape fading in the distance. I was telling one of my lady friends at work about how I was pretty sad and a tad bit emotional the last couple of days and SHE says that around here many women cry when leaving moab because of the red rock and the many SPIRITS who reside there... yeah... we couldn't decided if it was some hippy rumor who has smoked one too many, but whatever... the spirits were sad too. :)  But as I was packing and putting together everything I started thinking of the things I will be missing most from spirited moab-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I WILL MISS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;1) All the crazy characters that I worked with at the MAC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Working at the MAC is unlike any job you will ever have. you REALLY are family. This is the only job that its not just a paycheck and something you do to pass the time. This is where people bust their butts working 40+ hours a week, where during the summer you could get called at 5:30 in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE2IFCo3XI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2nP5RqbxeGs/s200/IMG_1054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265048951792917874" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;morning because someone forgot they were on the river and needed you to cover their shift at 6, where there is more drama than an episode of The real world, and where you work together to get the things done and push yourself to help everyone out. Its a family.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2) All the fun outdoors activities that were right at your fingertips: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From Repelling to hiking to just going jeeping. There is always something to do. It is so easy to take advantage of your surroundings and not experience what is in your backyard, but once you step out of the routine, the world becomes a lot bigger (and thats not just moab) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE4x0trk5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ToQOEtPc178/s200/DSCF5106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265051867987809170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE4VoekqsI/AAAAAAAAAbc/q3-cjGIOkjs/s200/DSCF5403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265051383666879170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE4VSAJWoI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gdaIzkZN3Bc/s200/DSCF4596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265051377633680002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3) Talking to Jenn about ALL my problems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Really, I have a tendency to talk and to lay everything out... Jenn was always the lucky one who had to get the brunt of all my little dramas in my life. But she would always give such great advice from missions to boys to Mac drama- she heard it all. (Sorry about that Jenn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4) Seeing my three favorite play dates every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE9SNUvpxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/3fXnVdOjzbU/s200/temple4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265056822396430098" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Addie, Izzie, and Cooper were so much fun! Corny as it may be I loved watching them discover things and watch over the summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;personalities develop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;) The 3 amigos playing in my room- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;from putting makeup on Addie, dressing cooper up in my moo moo, or the fact that jumping on my bed was the newest attraction! It was so fun! In the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE5nA-Y_CI/AAAAAAAAAb0/0hyxEloc0rE/s200/DSCF5405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265052781812186146" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  I slept on an air mattress and Addie and Cooper thought it was the BEST thing. Every morning Addie would take me into my room and jump on the bed laughing her head off. Without fail a few minutes later a cooper would crawl around the corner wanting to join the fun with Izzie not far behind. I will miss them jumping on my bed and breaking all my stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6) Jasons FAMOUS Sunday eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Every Sunday Jason became the cook and always whipped together these really yummy eggs. Eggs aren't just a boring bland thing at the Taylors house- they become a delicacy! I loved them :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7) Getting ready in the bathroom with Addie-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Every time I would go into the bathroom to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE6hbkj1BI/AAAAAAAAAb8/nxHFp3k9zEU/s200/DSCF5408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265053785384014866" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; brush my teeth, do my hair or even to wash my hands Addie would scream and run in after me,climb up on the toilet and insist on being part of whatever I was doing. She would take the straightener (when it was off) and try to straighten her hair, she would turn on the water and wet her face like I wet mine and she LOVED brushing her teeth (usually with my toothbrush mind you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8) Teaching the kids the good things in life-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; such as jumping on the bed, dipping Doritos in cottage cheese, how to climb up on their play place and go down the slide, to run with knives,etc. Pretty much any bad thing you want to put off teaching your child for as long as possible- I was in charge of teaching. Jason/Jenn, you are welcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So I have SO much more, but I realized this is super long and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; mean it to be this long so... just know that I have loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; so much and there is so much that I will miss while I am here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;springville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; and when I go to Kentucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jason and Jenn, thanks for seriously an amazing summer. I loved this summer and you guys were too good to me by putting up with all my randomness and dumb blond-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Thank you guys for all you gave to me and for all you did for me! You wanted me to come down to be nanny, but in reality I think I just made it so you had 4 kids. But... oh well! I had fun! :) I will miss you guys a whole heck of a lot. Thanks&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/1482764026491251059-2844184584254698920?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2844184584254698920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=2844184584254698920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2844184584254698920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2844184584254698920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/11/missing-moab.html' title='Missing Moab...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SRE2IFCo3XI/AAAAAAAAAbE/2nP5RqbxeGs/s72-c/IMG_1054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7735793395081600921</id><published>2008-10-29T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:18:21.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuckin the Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk1Lf3xOMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oo84Rn5RzWo/s1600-h/DSCF5374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk1Lf3xOMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oo84Rn5RzWo/s200/DSCF5374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262796111209380034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So this last weekend was the blessed&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "PUMPKIN CHUCKIN FESTIVAL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pretty much the biggest deal in Moab since... Chacos. Well at this festival people "chuck pumpkins" (crazy concept I know). Well I initally went with my family (the whole gang came down for Izzies church blessing) but as you can see from the pictures left with my friends-oops sorry family... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Pumpkin chucking was really so so much fun! I got to see a bunch of Moab-ites, see pumpkins get chucked very far in the air, wait an HOUR AND A HALF (no joke) for twisty taters, try on super cool hats, and most importantly enjoy fall-which I love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Melissa and I sportin the neato hats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0QP4cOtI/AAAAAAAAAWU/xxmRq59ffuE/s1600-h/DSCF5371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0QP4cOtI/AAAAAAAAAWU/xxmRq59ffuE/s200/DSCF5371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262795093304949458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;see that small dot- thats a pumpkin. be amazed-now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0P6suuiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1QNc2_0Xx5Q/s1600-h/DSCF5362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0P6suuiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1QNc2_0Xx5Q/s200/DSCF5362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262795087618685474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Maddi and myself cheesin it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0PoYqh_I/AAAAAAAAAWE/A8NRdRliJWs/s1600-h/DSCF5361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0PoYqh_I/AAAAAAAAAWE/A8NRdRliJWs/s200/DSCF5361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262795082702686194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;With the fun ones of the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0O1lSkeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/gyNcNgBSLrk/s1600-h/DSCF5353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk0O1lSkeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/gyNcNgBSLrk/s200/DSCF5353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262795069065433570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&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/1482764026491251059-7735793395081600921?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7735793395081600921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7735793395081600921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7735793395081600921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7735793395081600921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/chuckin-pumpkins.html' title='Chuckin the Pumpkins'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQk1Lf3xOMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oo84Rn5RzWo/s72-c/DSCF5374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3356160509024132832</id><published>2008-10-29T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:59:54.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Instant Favorite</title><content type='html'>So my sister Sydney is an AMAZING cook. She once told me that if she could go back to school she would go to Culinary school instead of the degree she did get ( p.s. syd how is that business management degree working out for ya :) Well anyway  she loves to cook she is an AVID recipe post-er on her blog (which whenever I actually HAVE to cook for someone I refer to that) But then I figured granted I may not be a Gourmet chef and granted I may burn boiling water. BUT I too have a few good recipes up my sleeve that I feel the need to share with others. So therefore let me start with what was my SUMMER&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQkw7mJ0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/741ntikcP5A/s320/DSCF5325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262791439971271522" /&gt; FAVORITE&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMATO AND COTTAGE CHEESE SANDWICH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know we all may be novices at this whole "COOKING" thing but this recipe can be made in a flash and is an instant favorite for those of us who love cottage cheese and tomatoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tomato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup of cottage cheese ( measure to taste)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 slices of bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A seasoning additive ( my favorite is one of the many flavors of Ms. Dash or seasoned salt but feel it out to your own personal liking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start out you need to take the two pieces of bread and put them in the TOASTER this will transform that soft fluffy bread into what we in the culinary world like to call toast, its a crunchy alternative to soft bread. Make sure to keep your eye on the toaster, you want your toast to be a golden brown, not black.  While the bread is transforming into toast take your tomato and start slicing in a vertical fashion- Adult supervision required. Once the bread has been toasted to perfection take out and layer with the newly sliced tomatoes. On top of the tomato smooth on the cottage cheese (again measure to your liking) and then finish off with your favorite seasoning. Put the other slice of toast on top of your masterpiece and add a little bit of pressure to truly SMUOOSH the sandwich together.  magnificent! The masterpiece is COMPLETE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note: my personal recommendation would be to slice the sandwich down the middle. I have come to find out from experience that it tends to get a little messy if you don't take the necessary precautions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again I want to note that I know that you are all novices out there and probably haven't reached the success that I have acquired in the kitchen but alas with time I know you can be almost as good as myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3356160509024132832?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3356160509024132832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3356160509024132832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3356160509024132832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3356160509024132832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/instant-favorite.html' title='An Instant Favorite'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQkw7mJ0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/741ntikcP5A/s72-c/DSCF5325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1527892459736290454</id><published>2008-10-24T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:00:44.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things I forgot to tell ya about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU7_7VcNvI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MniBmhHpgMM/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU7_7VcNvI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MniBmhHpgMM/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261677709097711346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU7_UgbE2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/15N_4r8OjfM/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU7_UgbE2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/15N_4r8OjfM/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261677698674791266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A final Utah State HOO-RAH, At the beginning of the school year I went up to the Ambassador Retreat and got to dress up in a super sweet 70's outfit. We rocked the night away! I love the Ambassadors!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU6dA9-URI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qKVC2NDwFGE/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+076.jpg"&gt;I went to Conference! Heard the good word!! I am now a better person.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU6dA9-URI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qKVC2NDwFGE/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU6dA9-URI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qKVC2NDwFGE/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261676009802846482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU5UuhvdMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/N1ob1EihrL8/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU5UuhvdMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/N1ob1EihrL8/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261674767902012610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU5UNajqlI/AAAAAAAAAVM/zzKgp5d3IFU/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU5UNajqlI/AAAAAAAAAVM/zzKgp5d3IFU/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261674759013509714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to go to Snow and do a little bit of Recruitin and a little bit of shootin... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some more pictures of Mexico... LOOOVVVEE ITTT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQKZZNObvSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RczuUTQ_rrE/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQKZZNObvSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/RczuUTQ_rrE/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260935973048139042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQKZYr_YKEI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nAuqA8-VjQE/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQKZYr_YKEI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nAuqA8-VjQE/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260935964126619714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQKZYWOBueI/AAAAAAAAAUs/33xKTN3LCC8/s1600-h/erins+pics+woot+woot+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQKZYWOBueI/AAAAAAAAAUs/33xKTN3LCC8/s320/erins+pics+woot+woot+192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260935958282484194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1527892459736290454?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1527892459736290454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1527892459736290454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1527892459736290454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1527892459736290454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-things-i-forgot-to-tell-ya-about.html' title='Some things I forgot to tell ya about...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SQU7_7VcNvI/AAAAAAAAAVs/MniBmhHpgMM/s72-c/erins+pics+woot+woot+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1470616265357665662</id><published>2008-10-21T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:31:24.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ViVe LA MeXiCo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61YpmdgqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/AlJruDueTeE/s1600-h/---_00004.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;26 hrs driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;48 hrs in Mexico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;60 lil mexican children/orphans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;A Fantabulous weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend I had the COOLEST opportunity to go to Ensenada Mexico and work with a bunch of other College students in an Orphanage down there. It was honestly so great! I went with an organization called Kaiizen and I think everyone should go. yep.  So anywho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:00am Thursday morning I joined up with a bunch of strangers at Walmart to start our amazing 13 hour drive to Mexico. Crazy enough I really had fun on the drive. Its amazing how close you can get to complete strangers when you are stuck in a 15 passenger van with them. You make friends or die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my first time crossin the border to the land of... tacos. Well at least the only one I remember. And ooh boy what differences. 15 mins in mexico we see millions of cop cars and havoc. Come to find out... oh just a drive by shooting that happened like 10 mins before we got there... not a big deal, just another day in paradise. I was pretty sure I was going to die. Other highlights of driving in Mexico would be- Almost killing some crazy man in a wheelchair on the freeway (I wonder what those can get to, 15 mph?) and the wonderful STENCH aka mexicos finest. It was honestly so crazy the differences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first night in Mexico we all slept out on the beach which was actually way nice and so so pretty!! The next morning we woke up bright and early (again) and drove up the mnt to the School that we would be having a carnival at, as well as just helping out the school build a computer lab, paint a classroom, etc. Well it was so cool because all of us gringos pile out of these white vans and the ones who had been there a few times and the kids recognized went right to them but the rest of us were kinda lost. So I walk up to these two little girls searching my brain for all the spanish that I had forgotten. After the little introductions I just look at them and say "Jugar?" which means "To play" so minor... but the little girls didnt even care. Their faces brightened right up and they grabbed my hand and just ran for the playground. SO GREAT! I loved it! I may not know how to speak to ya, but I sure can chase ya!! ha ha!! sometimes they would stop and start rambling off in spanish to me in which I would just look at them and be like... No comprehende, corre. Which honestly I know is SUCH bad spanish. but they got the main idea. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that morning I played with the little kids at the school. Dodgeball, jump rope, face painting... etc. it was so... TIRING! But it was so cool how you could get such a bond with these little kids that you couldnt speak their language but still you instantly loved them. Lepita and Karen were my favorite oh and Billy, he reminded me of Cooper. (pictures to come later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After playing at the school we walked down to the Orphanage where we would be hanging out for the next day and met everyone there. It was amazing how dedicated the people are who run the orphanage. Completely dedicated to the children. Our theme for this trip was Asian invasion, so we had Ninja and Geisha wars, did a bunch of crafts, fireworks, and everything else you could think of. It was alot of fun to dress the kids up and play around with them ALL day long. Thats really all the kids wanted. Attention and Affection and of course- LOTS OF FUN.  We ended the night with the fireworks and by watching indiana jones (spanish version of course great show...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Next day in the morning I went and worked on the school. A bunch of girls and myself were given the job of painting their classroom (they only had one) It was so sad to be in the classroom and be sitting there comparing it to the classrooms that I learned in and comparing what my mom has to teach with compared to what their teacher has. It was crazy because when we talked to the director of the school she was so excited because they were starting to get a more structured curriculum. When our world is concerned with not leaving a child behind they are concerned with only catching up. so so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we were done with the school, we went back to the Orphanage, helped clean up and then loaded up all the kids and took them for a day out on the town to go to the movies (Beverly Hills Chihuahua, didnt really want to see it in English but heck in spanish- its pretty darn funny) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the movie was over we sadly said good bye to the little kids as they went back to the Orphanage then we were set FREE to roam Ensenada!! it was so great! such a tourist I was!! I became really good at haggling getting the stuff that you cant live without, such as- amazing wrestling masks, a necessity in everyones wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats really about it. After Ensenada we went back to the beach to sleep for a couple of hours because the next morning we had to leave by 4 IN THE MORNING to get across the border!! PARTY... we is crazy!! Then drove another 14ish hours back home. Arriving back to the bubble at 9:30. yyyyeeeaaahhh..... love road trips. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This trip was seriously so amazing! I am so happy that I was able to go on it before I go on my mission. I definitely want to go back POST mission so that I can actually talk to the kids more. But I loved it so much and would HIGHLY recommend it to anyone and EVERYONE to go!! If you want more information, let me know... I'll hook a bratha/sista up. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures: note my camera died on the first day there so... I had to resort to a disposable. These are the disposable pictures. Once I figure out how to charge my camera I will add more pictures it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61YpmdgqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/AlJruDueTeE/s320/---_00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259840849903977122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Classroom we painted and put back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61Y_zgedI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9aC23AjdUZI/s1600-h/---_00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61Y_zgedI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9aC23AjdUZI/s320/---_00008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259840855864277458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new friends!!! love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61ZJ4lWyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5M7hxSeTvP4/s1600-h/---_00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61ZJ4lWyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5M7hxSeTvP4/s320/---_00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259840858569923362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the cute little girls that I sat by at the movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61ZQV-WZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hwTAOkFOpgg/s1600-h/---_00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61ZQV-WZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hwTAOkFOpgg/s320/---_00015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259840860303808914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My great purchases. A hit at any childs birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1470616265357665662?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1470616265357665662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1470616265357665662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1470616265357665662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1470616265357665662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/vive-la-mexico.html' title='ViVe LA MeXiCo!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SP61YpmdgqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/AlJruDueTeE/s72-c/---_00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7895567230893244461</id><published>2008-10-20T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:44:24.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WaNtEd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SPyYooXKm5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Va9yZupBfw4/s1600-h/wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SPyYooXKm5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Va9yZupBfw4/s320/wanted.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259246288658668434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing: &lt;div&gt;Okay so, I let someone borrow my camera charger or maybe use it or maybe look at its beauty?? I dont remember too well ( I seem to do that a lot, oops) but now it is gone, my camera is dead, and I have nothing to charge. AHHHHH!!! So I decided I would put up a quick blog entry (dont worry i will be updating more lata) But if anyone has any information on this poor unfortunate soul/ camera charger please call 1-800-MIA-photo. or... if that doesnt work... call me. Oh i wish i wasnt so absentminded... darn it!   :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-7895567230893244461?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7895567230893244461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7895567230893244461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7895567230893244461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7895567230893244461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/10/wanted.html' title='WaNtEd...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SPyYooXKm5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/Va9yZupBfw4/s72-c/wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-449334000167729205</id><published>2008-09-28T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:14:45.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear WEdDiNg BeLlS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I dont know if I have told you this but honestly something has been in the water lately and pretty much ALL of my friends have gotten married in the last 4 months. seriously its pretty pathetic. I guess I should say... congrats blah blah blah e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ternal happiness blah blah blah... you have found your other half...blah blah blah. :) But I decided I would recap those weddings for your pure shock and enjoyment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83Ug_hII/AAAAAAAAATU/_dnKB96Cr10/s1600-h/DSCF5092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83Ug_hII/AAAAAAAAATU/_dnKB96Cr10/s320/DSCF5092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251334455355737218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lindsays wedding... Highlight of her wedding was watching her make her new husband stunt with her.... in her wedding dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83ppoc3I/AAAAAAAAATc/7fXsjyQ_UPs/s1600-h/DSCF5218.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB_hZ6Py-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/F7cC0k8daAY/s320/n677248617_748299_7234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251337377381600226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Lindseys Wedding down in St. George. She married an islander so her reception was full of yummy fruit and complete with hawiian dancers. it was pretty sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83Ug_hII/AAAAAAAAATU/_dnKB96Cr10/s1600-h/DSCF5092.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83Ug_hII/AAAAAAAAATU/_dnKB96Cr10/s1600-h/DSCF5092.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83ppoc3I/AAAAAAAAATc/7fXsjyQ_UPs/s320/DSCF5218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251334461029118834" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83ppoc3I/AAAAAAAAATc/7fXsjyQ_UPs/s1600-h/DSCF5218.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;FOD FOR LIFE. Our cute little Holly finally decided to get over her "anxiety" and tie the knot. Pretty much the nicest wedding I have ever been to. yep.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB836xL-LI/AAAAAAAAATk/vq_CmyvaqZU/s1600-h/DSCF5233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB836xL-LI/AAAAAAAAATk/vq_CmyvaqZU/s320/DSCF5233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251334465624209586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Chelseas wedding... Highlight of this wedding... Farrs Ice Cream... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB84eMAviI/AAAAAAAAATs/tfVV366rPKI/s1600-h/DSCF5272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB84eMAviI/AAAAAAAAATs/tfVV366rPKI/s320/DSCF5272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251334475131960866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The last of them: Kensie and Scott. Two members of the trussel tied the knot. This is the trussel family (my great friends from dixie) Highlight of this wedding: Dancing with an 86 year old man and boy oh boy he knew how to cut a rug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. things to note: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A- I during the summer I wasnt able to make it to at LEAST 5 of my friends weddings&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I did try to work a little this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  B- I have come to the realization that when I get off my mission I will be 23 almost turning 24 which is a year from 25... MST (mormon standard time) that is considered a spinster and a failure to society to be SO old and yet "unwed"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; blah. spare me.&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/1482764026491251059-449334000167729205?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/449334000167729205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=449334000167729205' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/449334000167729205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/449334000167729205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hear-wedding-bells.html' title='I hear WEdDiNg BeLlS....'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SOB83Ug_hII/AAAAAAAAATU/_dnKB96Cr10/s72-c/DSCF5092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-8090746245640027684</id><published>2008-09-14T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:09:58.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN</title><content type='html'>The verdict is in everyone... God has placed his vote... and where does he want me for the next 18 months of my life???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;KENTUCKY LOUISVILLE SPANISH SPEAKING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HHHHHOOOOLLLLLLAAAA&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe that? what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Randomist&lt;/span&gt; call ever!!! But I am Leaving on December 3rd so I still have a little while to get in all my craziness... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited... Lets think about this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Fried Foods- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yummo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*SPANISH fried foods- Double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yummo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Erin Gaining 20+ pounds in 18 months- oh so wonderful... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cant believe I am leaving... I cant believe I actually got my call.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CANT BELIEVE I AM GOING TO KENTUCKY!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Another great thing is my great friends Carlie and Richard are smack dab in my mission!!! oh happy day!! I love the fact that I will be able to actually see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Richard and Carlie I expect lots of food and LOTS of referrals.... just a warning... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it ladies and gentlemen.... the lucky winners will be the lucky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;latinos&lt;/span&gt; of Kentucky!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some beautiful pictures of the area...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mode Of Transportation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SM3toyQn4VI/AAAAAAAAATM/3N7JYa9-GD4/s320/horse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246110425898541394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their Personal mascot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SM3qg3w4gyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/iN5SACnD6sI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246106991402189602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home of the Brave, Land of the Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SM3qhHAtr7I/AAAAAAAAAS8/UZwzPEyozRI/s320/kentuc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246106995495120818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted... I always do.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1482764026491251059-8090746245640027684?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8090746245640027684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=8090746245640027684' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8090746245640027684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8090746245640027684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/kentucky-fried-chicken.html' title='KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SM3toyQn4VI/AAAAAAAAATM/3N7JYa9-GD4/s72-c/horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-626177159704337353</id><published>2008-09-12T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:56:15.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Called to Serve?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMq61YgFWUI/AAAAAAAAASk/_E3gTl-MgGg/s1600-h/future+missionary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMq61YgFWUI/AAAAAAAAASk/_E3gTl-MgGg/s320/future+missionary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245210142299216194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!!! BIG DEAL EVERYONE BIG DEAL!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So some of you may know this- Some may not.... but at the beginning of August I decided that I was going to go PREACH THE WORD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;M GOING ON A MISSION!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big deal right?? Well the day to open this HUGE DEAL will be on SUNDAY! can you believe this?! oh man oh man my heart is a poundin... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was thinking (or sydney was thinking) that I should let everyone who actually looks at this darn thing GUESS!!! This also ensures lots and lots of comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMq6-OytaxI/AAAAAAAAASs/7CR5Z2Hwcpg/s320/PICT9934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245210294311807762" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;s... A WIN WIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So leave me a comment on where you think god wants me to do the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most damage for 18 months of my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WHO CAN HANDLE ERIN FOR 18 MONTHS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO BE CONTINUED ON SUNDAY....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-626177159704337353?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/626177159704337353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=626177159704337353' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/626177159704337353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/626177159704337353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/called-to-serve.html' title='Called to Serve?!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMq61YgFWUI/AAAAAAAAASk/_E3gTl-MgGg/s72-c/future+missionary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-6873673693630551057</id><published>2008-09-10T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:18:01.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAM DAMILY REUNION 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMgBBBwuxCI/AAAAAAAAASU/PGG6cAMsWmg/s1600-h/family+reunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMgBBBwuxCI/AAAAAAAAASU/PGG6cAMsWmg/s320/family+reunion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244442883237266466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during Labor Day we had our first Annual Family Reunion. This year Jason and Jenn Hosted it and it was honestly SO MUCH FUN! crazy that you can have that much fun with people your related to! :) kidding family (I probably shouldnt say that because my family are the only ones who read this darn thing) But We had it at our "cabin" in Acord Lakes. We Spent the weekend eating, riding four wheelers, I read my twilight book, and really just relaxing  and enjoying everyones company. Chana yet again broke a four wheeler... how many times is this chana? I think she may be cursed with four wheelers. But alas... thats what makes good memories. Thanks for taking one for the team Chan. It was seriously so much fun! My new camera broke and so I didnt take many pictures (I was on strike) but if you go to this blog theres a super cute video about the wonderful weekend we had- Do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://redrocktaylors.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-annual-taylor-family-reunion.html - Syd how do i link it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Jason and Jenn for the Great Weekend! I am so glad we have decided to make this an annual event and I am so excited I dont have to do it for 5 more years. woot woot! :) &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/1482764026491251059-6873673693630551057?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6873673693630551057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=6873673693630551057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6873673693630551057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6873673693630551057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/09/fam-damily-reunion-2008.html' title='FAM DAMILY REUNION 2008'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SMgBBBwuxCI/AAAAAAAAASU/PGG6cAMsWmg/s72-c/family+reunion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1456997214770685180</id><published>2008-08-25T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:17:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JiVIn wHilE SkY DiViN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLjqvm1BuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eiRKxWNUWG8/s1600-h/IMG_1979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLjqvm1BuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eiRKxWNUWG8/s200/IMG_1979.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238499640058644194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I went SKY DIVING!! My friend Brooke was going on a Mormon Mission so therefore we decided that we had to do something crazy before she leaves so.... we jump out of an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AIRPLANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!! It was honestly so so much fun! I loved it! Here is the story: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So my friend was going into the MTC on Wednesday so on Monday we woke up and was trying to decide what we should do as a "final Countdown" until she leaves. We had tried to go skydiving before, but it had never worked out (darn weather) So Brooke got the great idea that we should just call them and see if they have anything open. Well the only place that was open and had openings was in Tooele. The next thing I know we are throwing on our clothes and getting in the car to drive 2 hours to Tooele to jump out of an Airplane-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Woosh of excitement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLjBFOgL0I/AAAAAAAAARk/xn-Td3Q2_cg/s200/ERIN-18+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238498924307689282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2+ hours later&lt;/span&gt; we are sitting in our skydiving gear, freaky video has been watched, tandem partners have been assigned (Fish and I were the chosen pair), a few pretty pennies were spent  and we were all just sitting there thinking.... so what exactly did we just sign up for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLjBK2MH-I/AAAAAAAAARs/pbmWd0AiSXo/s200/ERIN-18+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238498925816324066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Really after that it becomes a big blur. Fish and I were first in jumping out of the plane. As we were flying up I just kept rehearsing what the scary man said on the video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bellybutton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;breathe-  banana- bellybutton-breathe-banana-bellybutt...ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; (while watching the video watch how obedient I am in doing what he says)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLh1yd9GjI/AAAAAAAAARM/0-rLN0xoD_c/s200/ERIN-18+014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497630782036530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLh2J9MJEI/AAAAAAAAARU/UW2BOoLeWo0/s200/ERIN-18+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497637087061058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLh2egBeBI/AAAAAAAAARc/JugXCCygy9c/s1600-h/ERIN-18+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLh2egBeBI/AAAAAAAAARc/JugXCCygy9c/s200/ERIN-18+027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238497642601871378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;While riding up in the plane I started to feel a little queasy and from past experiences doing the scenic flights in Moab I knew I was going to get sick and sure enough.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i did&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully we were able to land before I threw up my breakfast- GRoSs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLjqgD6KlI/AAAAAAAAASE/AFgjneu83ks/s200/IMG_2032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238499635885648466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;All in All it was super fun to go skydiving and something I can check off the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"DO BEFORE I DIE LIST" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and also... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I survived!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLkNZMrVFI/AAAAAAAAASM/g94Qk9GR6xE/s200/DSCN0070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238500235338798162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Heres the video of my amazing death-defying stunt... Please note how much the camera guy loves... himself. yep. love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hj07EBEmls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hj07EBEmls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1456997214770685180?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1456997214770685180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1456997214770685180' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1456997214770685180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1456997214770685180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/08/jivin-while-sky-divin.html' title='JiVIn wHilE SkY DiViN!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SLLjqvm1BuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eiRKxWNUWG8/s72-c/IMG_1979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7319117016809860607</id><published>2008-08-10T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:32:58.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin with my Homies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ--c3lwwpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wVBMbftnQ0U/s1600-h/DSCF5193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ--c3lwwpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wVBMbftnQ0U/s320/DSCF5193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233110695195755154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend my friends and I decided to have a slumber party up in Park City. This Lil get together was significant because it was to celebrate Brookie going on a mission, and Kensie, Chelsie, and Lindseys bachelorette party (yes I know, I am going to so many of these its starting to get sickening- but alas dont fret there will be blog entries about those events later) So we decided to get together and have a girls overnighter in Park City. It was so much fun!!! I'm not going to lie, when we get together we suddenly are 12 year olds again.&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ--sQLKk3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/hSldDLthHPE/s200/DSCF5154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233110959493124978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooke, Laura, and I got there before everyone else so we decided to venture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ---x22ftI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jiQfRE3EUGE/s200/DSCF5165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111277772373714" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;up to Park City Resort and went on the Alpine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Slide and the new Alpine Coaster. THESE WERE SO MUCH FUN! holy cow! I was screaming and laughing the whole time- especially on the Coaster- you can go so so fast, ahhhh!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we were all united we went to dinner, went swimmin in the hotel, went back, jumped on the beds ran around crazy around the hotel room (12 year old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girls...), and the likes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ-_nRJgUnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/PG-huCSJ0j0/s200/DSCF5172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111973366878834" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ-_VQ8K4AI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mCUKfO9FITI/s200/DSCF5187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111664073302018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ_Ap1s1X-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/RZtkSXq4Mnc/s200/DSCF5191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233113117050101730" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely love these girls so much! I am so excited for all of our future plans! Hopefully all of our husbands like each other or else... we are going to have to find other husbands! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-7319117016809860607?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7319117016809860607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7319117016809860607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7319117016809860607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7319117016809860607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/08/rollin-with-my-homies.html' title='Rollin with my Homies'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJ--c3lwwpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wVBMbftnQ0U/s72-c/DSCF5193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1582292857161780877</id><published>2008-07-30T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:34.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJCdb7V0bzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XjQ2pz7CWdM/s1600-h/DSCF5093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJCdb7V0bzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XjQ2pz7CWdM/s320/DSCF5093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852270488383282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Lindsay Davis (or Beavis, or Davis as I have always called her) got hitched. Crazy!! I am starting to feel like a spinnster... and I am only 21. Dang it. oh well... Does anyone know where I can buy some quality cats? Get back to me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1582292857161780877?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1582292857161780877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1582292857161780877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1582292857161780877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1582292857161780877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SJCdb7V0bzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XjQ2pz7CWdM/s72-c/DSCF5093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3449450546374681561</id><published>2008-07-15T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:35.853-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2aSUg9OFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OUQdNpWpSN8/s1600-h/random+girls+032.jpg'/><title type='text'>HE IS HOME!</title><content type='html'>Oh the Joy!! So one of my BEST FRIENDS from my first year at Dixie has finally come home from his two year extended vacation! Shawn Irwin Walker served a VALIANT mission in the evil land of Long Beach and has returned home with honor to his family... :) ha! Right after Raft for the Cure I had to get up bright and early and head up to MO-TOWN (Morgan, Utah) for Shawnys homecoming! It was soo good to see him!! He hasnt changed a bit (except for his "sensitivity" towards worldly things) We had so much fun catching up and remembering the good ol days of the math dance, "dirty dancing, the accents, mother willow, me being his puppet, and of course Billy Joel. Holy cow we have stories from that first year! That night we had a good ol' Slumber Party and then the next day we all went BOATING! It was so awesome!! I was sad to leave but- I'm glad that he is back into my arms once again... P.S. I totally gave him a Hooray for Boobies shirt too. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PRE MISSION BEST BUDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2aSUg9OFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OUQdNpWpSN8/s320/random+girls+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223500782354905170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;POST MISSION BEST BUDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2U2A3qeiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/QLNdCTOv6aE/s320/DSCF5048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223494798486960674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2YUkt4U2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/kFQnBl9rB6A/s200/DSCF5063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223498622040560482" /&gt; I was trying to teach him how to make a move on a girl and hold her hand... He needs practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2YU3sBw8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/AUF-LRsTT6U/s200/DSCF5074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223498627133064130" /&gt; "Hey guys look- I'm Swimming!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2YUvD91zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dP2TYIWpy-Q/s200/DSCF5053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223498624817551154" /&gt; Breakin Him in- He is so lucky to have friends like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3449450546374681561?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3449450546374681561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3449450546374681561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3449450546374681561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3449450546374681561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-is-home.html' title='HE IS HOME!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2aSUg9OFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OUQdNpWpSN8/s72-c/random+girls+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-6776156906347385767</id><published>2008-07-15T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:36.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raftin for a Cure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2QRcjGEYI/AAAAAAAAANc/wDtQNB5n5J8/s1600-h/DSCF5011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2QRcjGEYI/AAAAAAAAANc/wDtQNB5n5J8/s200/DSCF5011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489772215210370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So last Saturday was the big &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;RAFT FOR THE CUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2RP5u2KxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/e704wBOdKes/s200/DSCF5009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223490845201017618" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;own here in Moab. This is the Second year of Raft for the cure, and just like RACE for the cure, this is for breast cancer awareness. Well that whole week was so crazy and especially friday and saturday. SO BUSY!! But the event went off with a bang and everything went SO SMOOTH! The whole day was so much fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2QRo4MD-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/kFJG2HDyAMk/s200/DSCF5015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489775524909026" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I loved it! At first all the participants went on a full day rafting trip (150 people checking into the mac all at the same time, fun) After the rafting that was when the real party began! Later that night in the parking lot we had a BBQ, a huge concert (Peter Brienholt came to sing), and of course the staff danced the night away! It was seriously so great! We even had a lady there selling t-shirts that said "Hooray for boobies" (dont worry, I bought four) Well as the night went on there was singing, and laughing, eating and even a guest singing appearance by yours truly (yeah...) complete with a crowd surfing at the end. I think everyone there thought I was drunk but I was simply high on life! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;We missed everyone who could not make it this year but remember in a year lets&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Save those "TATAS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and raft for the cure!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2QR5XoUcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/WhZJHHaXYrQ/s200/DSCF5033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489779951751618" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2Q9DSF39I/AAAAAAAAAOM/OgcV9vBcFTE/s200/DSCF5030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223490521347252178" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2QRhjK31I/AAAAAAAAANs/zAq4yeGRE7I/s200/DSCF5021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489773557702482" /&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/1482764026491251059-6776156906347385767?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6776156906347385767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=6776156906347385767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6776156906347385767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6776156906347385767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/07/raftin-for-cure.html' title='Raftin for a Cure...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SH2QRcjGEYI/AAAAAAAAANc/wDtQNB5n5J8/s72-c/DSCF5011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5935147367750185654</id><published>2008-07-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:37.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>driving late at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SHfm7OEltoI/AAAAAAAAANU/qSIAx3kXykc/s1600-h/black-bear-0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SHfm7OEltoI/AAAAAAAAANU/qSIAx3kXykc/s320/black-bear-0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221896198023394946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So quick story....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The other night it was about 7(ish) and I decided I would break from my usual "visiting the trailers" and that I would go for a drive, By myself. So I started driving up 128, aka river road, aka the road next to the colorado... and it was so so pretty! I love looking at the red rock at sunset, so so beautiful... Well as I was driving I decided that I would continue on and do the La Sal Loop. I had never done it so I thought it would be fun. The La Sal loop goes up into the mnt range and back down to Moab, a loop if you will... it takes about 2 1/2 hours to do. So me being the smart person I was decided to do it, and time doing what it does best kept going and night set in. yeah... complete darkness on a road that I have never been on probably not the BEST IDEA. Especially since &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO ONE&lt;/span&gt; knew where I was. Well I didnt notice, I was having a grand ol time jammin to my music. Well right about when I was hitting the PEAK of the mnt range suddenly jesus (pronounced: heyyysuus aka my car) starts acting a little jittery and.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOPS. DIES. THE END. bye bye&lt;/span&gt;. Well thankfully I didnt freak out I was CALM AND COLLECTED and let it sit for a few minutes and think about what it was doing to me. Well jesus came around and started back up, I think it was just tired. BUT no more than 3 mins later I kept on driving on and guess what I saw!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SAW A BLACK BEAR! IT WAS HUGE, WITH GNASHING TEETH AND BEADY RED EYES. ITS GROWL WAS LOW AND DEEP AND THREATENED ATTACK.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ok, ok fine not THAT dramatic. But I honestly saw a bear! right next to me. right by the road, a fully grown bear. TERRIFYING. I really probably would have peed myself if I had to go. Sadly enough I didnt look TOO closely at it because for some odd reason "slow down" doesnt pop into my head when a bear is 5 ft. away. Weird. But as I continued to drive I really saw so much wild life. I saw deer, cattle, wild stallions, BEARS, etc. It was like I was at the zoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So alas Erin probably shouldnt have been on the La Sal loop by herself, and alas I probably should have at least told someone in what general direction I was going in and ALAS... I should have had my camera so I could have taken a cool picture of the bear. :) &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/1482764026491251059-5935147367750185654?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5935147367750185654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5935147367750185654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5935147367750185654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5935147367750185654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/07/driving-late-at-night.html' title='driving late at night'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SHfm7OEltoI/AAAAAAAAANU/qSIAx3kXykc/s72-c/black-bear-0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-2926366367343045880</id><published>2008-07-08T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:03:31.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Powell Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to go to Lake Powell with my family and my best friend Laura! It was honestly so much fun! Skiing, wakeboarding, hanging out with the fam, and of course... girls swim team :) Thank you Mom and Dad so much for catering this wonderful trip! it honestly was a trip for the books!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures so you all can get jealous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-58.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2666130979406361432&amp;amp;site=widget-58.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979406361432&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p1/2666130979406361432/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979406361432&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p2/2666130979406361432/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979406361432&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p4/2666130979406361432/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-2926366367343045880?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2926366367343045880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=2926366367343045880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2926366367343045880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2926366367343045880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Powell Lake'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7275035981603276808</id><published>2008-07-08T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:37.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erin The River Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SHTnY79zgII/AAAAAAAAANM/aQC-3ug9O68/s1600-h/DSC_0484_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SHTnY79zgII/AAAAAAAAANM/aQC-3ug9O68/s400/DSC_0484_t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221052283629043842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH the adventures of the summer:&lt;/div&gt;This summer as we all know I am working down at the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Moab Adventure Cente&lt;/span&gt;r! PARTY... Well this year I decided to get my guide license, This way I can take poor innocent souls down the Colorado when I am needed. ha! So far I have been down twice. Both times it has been pretty intense... To say the least... :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do love guiding, it is a change from the everyday Mac world and it gets me out of my box and DEFINITELY out of my comfort zone. Not necessarily with people, but with water... ah. Well anywho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I went down the river it went off without a hitch- besides the people being a little blah it was good. No one fell out, no one walked away unhappy. If only I could say that about my 2nd one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Monday I was put on the daily again. This time I was doing the FULL day and everything. This was a big deal. I was SO NERVOUS! Some of my guide buddys down here told me Whites rapid (the biggest rapid on the daily stretch) was really munchy right now and HUGE. They were telling me so I could be aware, but it just scared the snot out of me (nightmares the night before and all...) Well the day begins, The first half of the day was great. So much fun! I really liked my people and we didnt have anything TOO traumatic. Then we started the afternoon. My boat consisted of a cute family of 5 that were all eager to be on the boat and we were insta friends. Then a family of 4 from GERMANY. Although bless their souls didnt understand hard paddling vs. paddle in water. Actually I dont know how much they understood period.  Good Luck Erin. Oh plus there were two small little girls who were super cute and super little. LOVELY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we go to lunch and during lunch I first make one of the other guides go over Whites rapid with me about 20 times (whites is right after lunch) Honestly I made him use props as an example. During lunch I couldnt eat anything. I WAS SO NERVOUS. You know if I cant eat it is serious. Well Lunch came and went WAY TO FAST and suddenly we were back on the raft headed towards the rapids of doom... Suddenly happy erin turned into drill Sargent erin. Well, I skipped the first hole and started t-ing up the the second. PERFECT. I t-ed up to it perfectly. Sigh of relief right? no... at the top of the rapid, alas... my boat started tipping... yes yes it did. I tried my hardest to high side it, to save the boat but nope, Erin Dump trucked her whole boat (except the two small girls, thank GOODNESS!) Talk about ADRENALINE RUSH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hit the water, and it was go time I grabbed some of the Germans that were floating off in abis and with the help of one of my passengers jumped back in my boat. Well after I got everyone in checked and made sure everyone was ok- all I could do was laugh. and we did. We all laughed. We were amazing. WE just survived the Whites rapid. My group all were happy, feeling heroic and adventurous and I... shakin in my chacos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all it was alot of fun! oh boy! such stories! I can only imagine how the guides feel who go on cataract canyon or westwater. I think I would die. yep. So I'll leave the big bad rapids to the other guides and I will stick with my little (but scary) daily and the MONSTER whites rapid. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. If you want to see this action play out perfectly link to the below website. Thanks to action shots I got this whole thing captured. I start on 115 and go to 127. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-note: in monotone voice- Jason this is not funny, nope. Flipping=bad. no fun sir. As your employee I am very sorry and sad. As your sister, that was SWWWEEETTTT.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.moabactionshots.com/find_photo2.php?cat=R&amp;amp;src=&amp;amp;lce=346&amp;amp;month=07&amp;amp;day=7&amp;amp;year=2008&amp;amp;pm=&amp;amp;roll=&amp;amp;start_pic=115&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-7275035981603276808?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7275035981603276808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7275035981603276808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7275035981603276808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7275035981603276808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/07/erin-river-guide.html' title='Erin The River Guide'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SHTnY79zgII/AAAAAAAAANM/aQC-3ug9O68/s72-c/DSC_0484_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5086193507961633900</id><published>2008-06-18T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:38.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the summer time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;My summer has been pretty darn busy! but oh so much fun!! Full of lots of work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; and lots of Play! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My friends came into town:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SGCTcHD7AuI/AAAAAAAAAME/Sql3UO3c_cg/s200/DSCF4671.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215330479636153058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I was so darn excited for some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; of my favorite people to come visit me in Red Rock  Country. Justin, Ryan James, Laura, and Brooke all came and visited me for the weekend and it was honestly SO MUCH FUN! I felt like Tour guide Barbie. They were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably so sick of me telling them "fun facts" of the surrounding area acting like I knew what I was talking about (little did they know...) They were only here for a weekend but we JAM PACKED that weekend as much as we could. We went camping, hiking, SWIMMING, more hiking, and much more! I was lucky enough to also be assigned to give a talk in church that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know who got the worst end of the deal, Me for having to give it or them and everyone else for having to listen to it) We also were able to jump on one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; Adventure Centers FAMOUS Hummer Safari's. It was so fun being with them, even when I loose my way on one of the hikes and we have to make our own trail... all the better rig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ht... :) I love my friends so much and it was so go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;od to see them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ART CITY DAYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the biggest deal since sliced bread so OF COURSE I had to go home for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SGGOatsLWBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eTDz9gTI8YY/s200/DSCF4736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215606433064376338" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; it! In S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pringville&lt;/span&gt; we had our Annual Art City Days. I absolutely LOVE Art City Days, as does the rest of my family. The week is jam packed with Baby contests, carnival rides, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;childr&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;en's&lt;/span&gt; parade, THE REAL PARADE, booths, and to top everything off FIREWORKS!! Well this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt; did not leave me disappointed. My parents and I were able to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fire mans&lt;/span&gt; Breakfast (my personal favorite), watch the always entertaining Parade,and  hang out at the carnival. My brother-in-law had a booth this year for being the newest and nicest dentist in town so... I blew up balloons for a g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ood part of the day. Last but not least I got to ride around on scooters all over town during the fireworks! The weekend was really so much fun! I LOVE ART CITY DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;EXPLORING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MOAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SGGRcbUM7OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nEKYXLLJ4S0/s200/DSCF4691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215609761026600162" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly think you could never get bored here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;. There is ALWAYS something to do or some hike to go on, or some adventure to partake in.  The other day a bunch of my friends down here and myself decided to go on a hike to an arch called Corona Arch. This arch is so pretty and it was fun because I had never been on this hike before. We were going to go repel of the arch once we got there but when we got to the top it was SO WINDY so I decided to designate myself as professional picture taker (I think I did a pretty good job) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to lie I am kinda bummed I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go off but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to be carried away into the land of Oz. So I'll just have to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SGGXktoLwII/AAAAAAAAAM0/-mnCLOGfssk/s200/DSCF4732.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215616500450967682" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HELPIN JENN WITH 3 CRAZY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CHILLINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SGGXk5N0xYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PKFF9ipOOeU/s200/DSCF4487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215616503561635202" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being here with Jason and Jenn. #1 I get a nice room to sleep in at nights, I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong I love the trailers but coming home to a comfortable quite room has gotten quite nice. #2 Addison is CRAZY! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it is but she has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; entered that terrible twos stage. She gets into honestly EVERYTHING. Jenn has had to start gating off every room! she gets in the tub, in the toilet, she dumps out anything and everything, she loves anything that looks relatively expensive, and she is always on the run! I feel bad because I get to escape to work and I am always so amazed when I come home and everyone is there and accounted for and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jenn&lt;/span&gt; is still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; sane. She is a rock. yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5086193507961633900?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5086193507961633900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5086193507961633900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5086193507961633900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5086193507961633900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-summer-time.html' title='In the summer time...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SGCTcHD7AuI/AAAAAAAAAME/Sql3UO3c_cg/s72-c/DSCF4671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-140631076540872240</id><published>2008-06-02T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:39.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanny Diaries</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has taken me so long to update this darn thing... Suzy Q has been out of order for awhile but have no fear I had a PROFESSIONAL come and fix the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; so that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Suzy&lt;/span&gt; could be apart of the world wide web! VICTORY!! so now the updates begin! I will try to be better on telling everyone whats new...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you all may know, or not know, this summer I have been commissioned to be SUPER NANNY for my oldest brother Jason in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED ROCK COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; Utah. I was sought out from far and wide and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surpri&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;singly&lt;/span&gt; I had a opening. Lucky ducks. :) Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jokin&lt;/span&gt;- I am down here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;helpin&lt;/span&gt; out with their three little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hoodlums&lt;/span&gt; as well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADVENTURE CENTER. Let the fun busy summer begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERDp0yDTBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Vd0uBGy_yHg/s200/DSCF4453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207361454969408530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first arrived I honestly didn't know what I would be doing- Jenn had this taking care of three babies down to an art! Even now I still think I may be just another child for them to take care of (so they can see what it is like through different stages of raising children...) but hey, if anything else I do have two arms that are great for holding babies. But oh well... I think its a good arrangement :) They feed me, and we all know I am driven by food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERBCtJPUCI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZLci6Hv09tA/s200/DSCF4528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207358583881027618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chillins&lt;/span&gt; are so darn cute! I LUFF them! First there is little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Addie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She is only 19 months but has that attitude of a 16 year old! she wont do anything unless she wants to, is in anything and everything, and simply wont get off her phone. All she can say on her phone is yes- OH yeah and sometimes she transforms into a bear. I absolutely love her! At first she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; too keen on the idea of this weird person staying in her home but now we are becoming best of friends (well I'm second t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERBBwl-8BI/AAAAAAAAALM/w_gxXzTgaxA/s200/DSCF4477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207358567627026450" /&gt;o Elmo). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next in the mix is little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; second in line she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt; bitty. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Smoosh&lt;/span&gt; if you will. She is so sweet and such a "dainty" little girl( if a 9 month old can be dainty...) Jason and Jenn say that she is the calmest of the three but after a night of babysitting with only Jamie and myself- I would have to disagree. :) But she is super sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but definitely not least is The Bulky Hulk... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;COOPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERBBtbKWxI/AAAAAAAAALE/eIZwilyElCA/s200/DSCF4438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207358566776331026" /&gt; he is a rock. Him and I are buddies. He is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;. He is so Chill. Just happy to suck on paper, play with dolls, and always happy to eat! He is always hungry. A true Taylor for sure. I personally think that he is in the running for the calmest baby but then again... I don't do night duty. But I already know he has no hope for playing dress up and dolls with his sisters when he is older... but then again I already know the girls are destined to be motorcycle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ridin&lt;/span&gt; tomboys... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far some highlights to this summer would be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the MAC all day everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-finding out that when you come home too late you have to sleep in the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amper trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeepin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (or trying to at least....) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; revolution Baby!! Jamie and I pretty much rocked that out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hangin&lt;/span&gt; out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;havin&lt;/span&gt; fun with all the guides- from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hiking&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeepin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hidin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; caves&lt;/span&gt; to have fires in... we do it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERCM_8pJXI/AAAAAAAAALk/1CXqNdNmr4s/s200/DSCF4542.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207359860238787954" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERCNj38wkI/AAAAAAAAALs/9s2fbJIJO9A/s200/DSCF4596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207359869882778178" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERDqP89HBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YFx27gkSNmw/s200/DSCF4610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207361462262897682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tubin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;havin&lt;/span&gt; french men give me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;keychains&lt;/span&gt; as terms of endearment... (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going international!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arts Festival&lt;/span&gt; Anyone.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Addie can reach the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knives&lt;/span&gt; in the silverware drawer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pretty much partying it up in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED ROCK COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus far this summer has been so so much fun! Jason and Jenn have been so nice and hopefully I am not wearing out my welcome too fast... :) But I have loved it down here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that is it for Nanny Diaries for today... I will try to update more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;HAPPY SUMMER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-140631076540872240?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/140631076540872240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=140631076540872240' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/140631076540872240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/140631076540872240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/06/nanny-diaries.html' title='Nanny Diaries'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SERDp0yDTBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Vd0uBGy_yHg/s72-c/DSCF4453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5326500332078051898</id><published>2008-05-18T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:15:48.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Joys of being Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So its been awhile and my dearest friend Hayley decided to tag me... oh joy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I've never done this before... she gave me rules... List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog. (taken from her blog...) So... LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Joys:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Definitely &lt;strong&gt;my family&lt;/strong&gt;. I LUFF THOSE GUYS. Never thought I would like em as much as I do. maybe its the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; generation that are sprouting lately that I love... :) just kidding... but I really do love my family so much! As I have grown up I am ALMOST out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt; little sister stage where I am too young to sit in the front seat (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sydney&lt;/span&gt; that was YOU who never let me sit in the front seat until I was like 16.) Although everyone is old and married now except me. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'll sit at the kids table for as long as I can! But we are pretty much the coolest people in the whole world when it comes down to it. yep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. One of my biggest joys is really &lt;strong&gt;experiencing the world&lt;/strong&gt; for all its worth. I am Gravel. I love to travel and I LOVE to do new things and meet new people and get out of my comfort zone. It is always scary at first but it always works out. I earn money so I can spend it traveling. My motto in life is "you only get to live THIS life once. you cant turn back and do things you wanted to do when you were 10,20, or 30. You have to do them now. So you might as well take your life personally." (you can quote me on that if you want...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I really do love &lt;strong&gt;picking my nose&lt;/strong&gt;. seriously. I know that when you were younger your mother swatted away your hand and then as you grew up you would deny to the very end when someone caught you picking your nose but I have decided to embrace it. and I think everyone should because I think deep down EVERYONE loves to pick their nose. even you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sydney&lt;/span&gt;. I would go into detail but..... we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need that now do we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Honorable Mentions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love food.&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly I am driven by food. driven. love it. you cook. me eat. the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLA.&lt;/strong&gt; my beach cruiser. she is beautiful. she is fun. she has a basket. we love each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 Fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; honestly. I am kinda &lt;strong&gt;scared of water and drowning&lt;/strong&gt;. I developed this fear last year in North Carolina. I was just swimming in the little lake/pond at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rockbrook&lt;/span&gt; and a suddenly got so scared. and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why? This fear of course would never stop me from playing in the water because I do love it. but deep down fear it as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. becoming &lt;strong&gt;paralyzed&lt;/strong&gt; or having a tragic thing happen in my life to alter it dramatically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. I fear that since I seem to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;over analyze&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;everything in my life that I will miss great opportunities in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OH I am such a goal person. Its kinda out of control. so three of my goals would be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;M AND H/B BABY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; ( Money and Hot Body, Mine and Jessica &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Raes&lt;/span&gt; theme for this year) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. stop being so &lt;strong&gt;fickle &lt;/strong&gt;and decide what I am doing in the fall!!! where will I be?? no one knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Pay off debts&lt;/strong&gt; as well as establish a money market account so that I can be rich by the time I am 65. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 obsessions/ collections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;SOBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! love it! it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. The song &lt;strong&gt;New Soul by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Naim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think its my theme song. I want to listen to it right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3.  So when I was younger I tried to start up the habit of biting my nails because I thought it seemed exciting but it never lasted. But I do &lt;strong&gt;LOVE to grow out my hair and then CHOP IT ALL OFF!&lt;/strong&gt; it honestly is so much fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;exhilarating&lt;/span&gt;. Some people base jump off cliffs for a natural high, I cut off 11 inches. Look at me and my bad self. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; gross though because I do it so I can donate it to Locks of Love but the last TWO times I still have yet to donate my hair. So at home I have a bag full of two long pony tails. One being recent and the other being 3 years old almost. a little gross, I think so. (I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; like those people who save their toe nail clippings their whole life- I am a freak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;surprising&lt;/span&gt; facts about myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. I am &lt;strong&gt;SO SO SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;SUPERSTITIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! knocking on wood is second nature to me and you may think I am being funny or I'm not serious, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; SERIOUS. I feel as though god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;jinx's&lt;/span&gt; me. If I say I am good at something, I become bad at it. If someone says I look pretty one day and in my head I agree, the next day I will have a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; pimple on my face. its true. So therefore I knock on wood, religiously. The other day I was running and I thought in my head about something that was going good in my life and I had to stop running, stray from the path and find some tree branches on the side of the road to knock. its a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; but its real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. unlike the rest of my family, &lt;strong&gt;I am not really a T.V./movie watcher&lt;/strong&gt;. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sortof&lt;/span&gt; makes me an outsider which has been a hard journey. But this is because I am not one of those multitasking people who can watch t.v, do their homework, and solve world hunger all at once. When I watch t.v. the rest of the world ceases to exist. I become hypnotized by the beautiful pictures and story lines. honestly life other than that sitcom dies. So therefore I try not to watch it. but I have also never seen any of the rocky movies, any of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Indiana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Jones&lt;/span&gt; movies, or probably have never sat through a whole movie of Star Wars. I think my A.D.D. comes into play as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. I absolutely &lt;strong&gt;love the smell of laundry&lt;/strong&gt;. I have a secret combination that I like to do. and since I love you all I will give it to you (I actually think I may have stolen this from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;chana&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;syd&lt;/span&gt; but too bad so sad) But first you do Liquid Tide, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Downy&lt;/span&gt;. Then you have a bounce sheet for the dryer. perfection. My friends would always make fun of me because if i was talking to them while folding my laundry I would always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;unconsciously&lt;/span&gt; bring it up to my nose and smell EVERY piece of laundry before I folded it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;5 People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica Rae, Emily, Jazzy, Chris T, Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Shmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. have no fears I will be doing a Nanny Diary blog shortly. As soon as I can upload my pictures and put them on with it. because look at this long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; blog BORING!!! I will be lucky if anyone even reads it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5326500332078051898?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5326500332078051898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5326500332078051898' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5326500332078051898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5326500332078051898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-joys-of-being-tagged.html' title='Oh the Joys of being Tagged'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-6369107614387481342</id><published>2008-05-08T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:41:35.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a problem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I have a problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and the first step is admitting it right? I can not decide on a blog background!! ahhh! yes yes I know this is a very important problem and I am sure all you out there who preview my blog daily/weekly are wondering "what will erins blog look like this time?" its just... I haven't found one that screams... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ERIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! which is very important when it comes to the blogging world. so until I do my search continues... and now I settle on floating popcorn. stay tuned for next week maybe I'll have a background of zac efron or something? that will be exciting. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-6369107614387481342?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6369107614387481342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=6369107614387481342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6369107614387481342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6369107614387481342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-problem.html' title='I have a problem.'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-6820239977400215966</id><published>2008-04-24T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:40.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY HECK SHE CUT HER HAIR!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFkHqZeTdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xex-xtmtHoQ/s1600-h/DSCF4382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFkHqZeTdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xex-xtmtHoQ/s400/DSCF4382.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193041928137887186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep that is right ladies and gentlemen... I did it.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; I CUT MY HAIR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; muahahaha... and you all had no idea... I'm so sly! :) Well and of course like I always do, I have  a story to go along with this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DRASTIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; change... &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFg46ZeTSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bTGS6rWXP1s/s200/DSCF4361.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193038376199933218" /&gt;are you ready for this? go grab the popcorn, this one is nail biter!&lt;div&gt;So I have been scheming within myself to cut my hair for the past couple of months and secretly made an appointment last week. And I'll tell you what- Keeping that secret almost KILLED me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Laura came to visit me this last week so I did tell her so she could be there and be my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MORAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; support. Well the day finally came around... Wednesday, I went to a local salon and met the MAN to cut of my beautiful, hard achieving locks. Now I want you to look at the picture, yes shane was covered in tattoos and was a hard band rocker.  Well he sits me down in the chair I break the news to him that I'm choppin it all off and show him my "ideas." Then he didn't even HESITATE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just put my hair in a ponytail and started cutting. AHHH!!! That was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFk1aZeTgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MKlVu01mbDc/s200/DSCF4362.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193042714116902402" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; the scariest part! no turning back now! As he showed me my hair now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DETACHED from my head, I just started &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CRYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ha. oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy tears? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well he preceded to cut and style my hair, during which I was just being my happy self talking with him and laura. But one thing I dont understand is he asked me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFiJKZeTYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/58J8GbXTtUY/s200/DSCF4364.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193039754884435330" /&gt;"What the heck I was on" he is the SECOND person to ask me that THIS WEEK. Are people not happy anymore? honestly it was kind of sad because at first he was trying to be nice saying "wow, your interesting." to "do you always stay at this volume of energy?" (maybe I was talking loud? I can never tell when I do that. oops) But all in all I think shane and I really bonded. we became tight. He even asked me what my parents would do if I brought&lt;div&gt; him home... mom? dad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFiZ6ZeTaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pZdbWnWr1Bw/s200/DSCF4373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193040042647244194" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you think? welcome him with open arms? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutting my hair was... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;EXHILARATING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I dont know why I love growing my hair out just to CHOP it all off. Shock factor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but there you have it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ELEVEN INCHES LATER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my hair now looks like this- I still have the pony tail if you want to see it, pet it, sleep next to it? I know I do... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFkHqZeTeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PHLMo81ZFUA/s400/DSCF4381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193041928137887202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-6820239977400215966?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/6820239977400215966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=6820239977400215966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6820239977400215966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/6820239977400215966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-heck-she-cut-her-hair.html' title='OH MY HECK SHE CUT HER HAIR!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBFkHqZeTdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xex-xtmtHoQ/s72-c/DSCF4382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5998069546522488229</id><published>2008-04-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:41.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBDorqZeTQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yToQIdCe2Xg/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBDorqZeTQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yToQIdCe2Xg/s400/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192906207171333378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Earth day to all those fellow tree huggers! they had a earth day "fair" where they had people color their finger green. But I say... why stop at the finger? this is how dedicated to the earth I am. love you earth. :) P.S. so pretty sure I was taking these pictures during my class- oops. my bad...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I wrote this a few days ago but the picture thing just worked for me so...there ya go. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5998069546522488229?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5998069546522488229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5998069546522488229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5998069546522488229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5998069546522488229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SBDorqZeTQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yToQIdCe2Xg/s72-c/Photo+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5219019271222696248</id><published>2008-04-16T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:41.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holy cow... so I dont know why I feel the need to get out all my "inner rebellion" now?? maybe this whole 21 thing? I feel as though I have to "live it up?" yeah... I dont know? or maybe just pure bordem? or maybe I am just trying to figure out things to put on this thing?? whatever it is... the newest thing erin has done.. dyed my hair. oops. I have always wanted to dye my hair, ya know be crazy... live on the wild side... so the other night instead of writing a 5 page paper my friends and I decided to go for it. heck why not right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrYrozytI/AAAAAAAAAHc/rZgB-XaDyhQ/s1600-h/DSCF4278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrYrozytI/AAAAAAAAAHc/rZgB-XaDyhQ/s400/DSCF4278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189953692365998802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting the Dirty Deed done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrYrozyuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eY-6iRg8Xao/s1600-h/DSCF4281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrYrozyuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eY-6iRg8Xao/s400/DSCF4281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189953692365998818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 girls + inexpensive hair dye + bordem = FOD trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrY7ozyvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WjtEOy309EI/s1600-h/Photo+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrY7ozyvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WjtEOy309EI/s400/Photo+108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189953696660966130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah ok, so it didnt turn out so BRIGHT and VIBRANT as I would hope... many people have asked if it was kolaid or if it is a wash out marker... NO! haha!!! probably not the smartest idea but oh well... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5219019271222696248?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5219019271222696248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5219019271222696248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5219019271222696248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5219019271222696248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/04/holy-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/SAZrYrozytI/AAAAAAAAAHc/rZgB-XaDyhQ/s72-c/DSCF4278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-9025611812999625795</id><published>2008-04-02T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:41.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ENVELOPE SYSTEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R_R2pgc0FTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Rc_fgnu4w7M/s1600-h/DSCF4076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R_R2pgc0FTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Rc_fgnu4w7M/s400/DSCF4076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184899526467786034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Dave Ramsey would be PROUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; guys, so pretty sure I have been so darn excited to post this blog and have been thinking about when i could since the very beginning... but great news!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I PAID OFF MY CREDIT CARD!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YEPPY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This is such a huge deal!! You see... last semester I didn't have a job so at first I just used all the money I earned from my high paying job as a counselor.... (remember, I made bank...) but the last two months I was completely dry of cash so I started using my "handy dandy credit card" oh boy do those interest rates hit ya quick (as do late night movies and food...) but pretty soon I had spent quite a bit of the banks money with no income to pay it back. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BBBUUUTT&lt;/span&gt;... because I am a big and a responsible person now (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; 21), at the beginning of this semester I got a job (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; it at wingers) and decided to listen to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' DAVE RAMSEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! good man good bald man... So I have been ever so dedicated to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ENVELOPE SYSTEM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;looky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;looky&lt;/span&gt; who is debt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;freeee&lt;/span&gt;... ITS ME! By now all the bank tellers know me by name and know all about my debt free strategy! They even told me I should give seminars and be their poster child... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; SO COOL! ha... but really this was such a big deal to me! Every night after working at wingers I come back and divide my monies up into their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;envelopes so all my money had places to go. That way I was still putting money towards my credit card, putting money in my savings, and of course cant forget that fire insurance! and and I&lt;/span&gt; did this all by myself and was like a responsible adult... like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; like totally awesome like right... So all of you be proud of me because I know Dave would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;P.S. If you want me to give you personal seminars maybe give you some "helpful hints" I would love to do it... for a small cost of $150 a session. Call my secretary.&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/1482764026491251059-9025611812999625795?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/9025611812999625795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=9025611812999625795' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/9025611812999625795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/9025611812999625795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/04/envelope-system.html' title='The ENVELOPE SYSTEM'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R_R2pgc0FTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Rc_fgnu4w7M/s72-c/DSCF4076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-8248269891416699639</id><published>2008-03-26T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:41.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Aggie Status has been achieved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-5kMwc0FSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vcnz5EyKe1c/s1600-h/DSCF4226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-5kMwc0FSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vcnz5EyKe1c/s320/DSCF4226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183190391476983074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those of you who dont know about what a true aggie really is let me do a little bit of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;background information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the year of 1916 a club on the Utah State Campus called the "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BE-No&lt;/span&gt;" Club started a tradition that on every full moon and on homecoming night fine young gentleman would take a shy naive girl up to the top of The "A" Bell tower and kiss  her under the full moon. Scandalize right... Well Utah State is quite known for this great tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chana I am sure has been made a true aggie multiple times and I am sure has helped other men along the way, but me on the other hand has been a little conservative about this... I mean this is a big deal and also in front of a whole heck of a lot of people. I is a shy girl. (somewhere I'm sure???) But anyway since I have been down to the thunder I feel as though I am a little crazy, a little wild... so heck why not right??? Well after much searching and consideration I found the suitable young man who would de-aggie me. Ryan James... duhn duhn duhhhh.... As we walked up to the "A" (its a platform mind you...) I was really starting to get nervous... I mean, this is a kiss. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ULTIMATE PDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AS we walked up to the A, a small group of people were congregating around the A waiting ever so anxiously for new comers to take their turn. OH and lets not forget the judging panel behind the A to tell you how good of a kisser you are... (I feel as though I had a nightmare about this once, a bunch of people telling me how bad of a kisser I really am... oh sign me up!) Well R.J. and I walked up the platform, the crowd got hushed, the moon was illuminating the area dancing of the shoulders and face of my suiter, he leaned down, I came up, and... angels sang and the true aggie angel came from on high and granted me my aggie status (ok, I was trying to sound like a love novel, did it work) hahaha.... well all in all, the dirty deed was done. and I, ladies and gentlemen, am now a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TRUE AGGIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! oh and what was our rating you ask?? straight tens all across the board.... oh yeah.... :) now I only need to become an ultimate aggie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-8248269891416699639?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8248269891416699639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=8248269891416699639' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8248269891416699639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8248269891416699639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/03/true-aggie-status-has-been-achieved.html' title='True Aggie Status has been achieved...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-5kMwc0FSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vcnz5EyKe1c/s72-c/DSCF4226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7627157591154964300</id><published>2008-03-16T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:43.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK '08!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FeSgc0FMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wg-Br4ENKhQ/s1600-h/DSCF4164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FeSgc0FMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wg-Br4ENKhQ/s320/DSCF4164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179524718494225602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;oh boy oh boy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I just got back from my crazy adventure of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Spring Break '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! This year I went to California (yes this is the third year I went to the sunny state, but OH SO FUN!!! oh goodness me! I went crazy... (suprise, suprise) So here is the lowdown of the crazy week-&lt;br /&gt;Driving down: We stayed in St. George for a couple of nights and hung out in my old stompin ground- I love St. George! &lt;div&gt;We drove over to Cali on Sunday and my heck what a LONG drive! My A.D.D. was FLARING by the time we got there! we got in our hotel and hung out for the rest of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day... pretty exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright Monday! the festivities begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;DISNEYLAND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;THE HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH! I forgot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; how much I r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eally do love disneyland! it is so magical! but also VERY VERY pricey... did y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FZVTi5JPI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NN-yCoepY_4/s320/DSCF4097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179519269011530994" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou know that it is $91 for a day pass! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLY SMOKES WALT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends and I are smart and cun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ning and bought our tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; of EBAY! half pri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ce baby! I may have had to go to the back of a Mcdonalds parking lot and look for a black car without a license plate and sell my soul for such a great deal to a magical place but... it was so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; worth it! who needs a soul when your with mic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;key? So we spent all day in disneyland and I felt like I was 8 all over... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny story: So I dont know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; if you know of my little cute nephew named &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... well he has an overly out of control obsession with Buzz Lightyear. So while I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; running around disneyland I saw him! well I hurried and took a picture with my camera phone and sent it his way with love from buzz. Who would have thought that shortly after I am on the phone with a  crying 3 year old who is saying "why can't your buzz come play with my buzz, I said please..." It was the saddest/funniest thing ever! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poor chap&lt;/span&gt;! I was at a moral dilemma if I should laugh at his cute-ness o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;r if I should attempt stealing a man in a plastic suit twice my size.... (buzz can run pretty fast...) So other than the fact that I am a heartless aunt who crushes little boys hearts disneyland was a hit! I went on indiana jones, peter pan, space mnt. and the likes! and the firework show.... simply breathtaking. I decided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I want to be tinker bell. she flies. I also decided that when the chillins get older, our family should go to the happiest place on earth... yes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Beach Day !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FaVTi5JQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/sobvDQg7NcY/s320/DSCF4123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179520368523158786" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love beach. Tuesday was a typical beach day! I loved every second of it! We went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; down to huntington, pl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ed some sand volleyball (I was MVP for sure) played in the ocean, and toured it up at all the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;li&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ttle shops! I felt like a true californianite. The only thing that would have completed the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; was if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LOLA&lt;/span&gt; was there with me (remember my beach cruiser) but I guess I'll have to bring her another time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HOLLYWOOD- &lt;/span&gt; oh whe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FbYji5JRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3Upk24835vQ/s320/DSCF4137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179521523869361426" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;re the stars shine... just kidding its actually kinda dingy but thats ok. We went to the Chinese theater and of coarse I put my hands in Marilyn Monroes... a perfect fit... it was meant to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; be... Harry potter even made it to the chinese theater. He is cool. But it was p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;retty fun. There are al&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ot of bums. I hugged one. That night we went to the Jimmy Kimmel show... I really had no idea who he was before, and really dont know now but it was a good time. He talks late at night and Sheryl Crow was on. uh.... the end. did I say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I hugged a bum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FdODi5JSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kv8fCSzES3I/s320/DSCF4152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179523542503990562" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;San Diego-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chillin with my homies... San Diego was a pretty chill day. We went to the temple (we is good lil mormon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;s...) went to a town called Old town (its old) and the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n hung out deep into the evening in mission beach. We also went to Belmont Park which holds the OLDEST rollercoaster! it was so fun! I went &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on it twice. Yep. San Diego was one of my favorite days just because it was just relaxing and free. oh happy day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;VEGAS BABY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so on friday we went home and we stopped in vegas... oh the festivities in vegas... they are so good they deserve their own blog entry so look at that one.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So everyone that was my great spring break! oh happy day! I loved it!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Im a traveling Lima bean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I hope everyone is doing well and sorry it took me so long to update this darn thing! &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/1482764026491251059-7627157591154964300?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7627157591154964300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7627157591154964300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7627157591154964300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7627157591154964300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-08.html' title='SPRING BREAK &apos;08!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R-FeSgc0FMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wg-Br4ENKhQ/s72-c/DSCF4164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-7454869061080496427</id><published>2008-02-17T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:44.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7id6ENLdzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-cU9CRajZjc/s1600-h/DSCF3970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7id6ENLdzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-cU9CRajZjc/s320/DSCF3970.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168054193294636850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLA MI AMIGOS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So the other day for Ambassadors we had a huge valentines Celebration! This was the party of the year! woot woot... Well this party was also a famous couples party so my partner and I dressed up &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Spanish Senor y Senorita...&lt;/span&gt; It was so much fun and I were going crazy dancin around! So here are a few st&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7id6UNLd0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/qmkMUM15Hyc/s320/DSCF3962.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168054197589604162" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7id60NLd1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/-K5xs-UvkGo/s320/DSCF3972.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168054206179538770" /&gt;ill shots from the event.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These guys were the Rock em Sock Em Robots- isnt that so sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOD FOR LIFE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7id7ENLd2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/NKJWtyFqlow/s320/DSCF3975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168054210474506082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear this is a school sponsored event... love at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-7454869061080496427?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/7454869061080496427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=7454869061080496427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7454869061080496427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/7454869061080496427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/02/ole.html' title='OLE!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7id6ENLdzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-cU9CRajZjc/s72-c/DSCF3970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1285638258568752546</id><published>2008-02-12T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:45.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Joyful reunion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7Jt3kNLdyI/AAAAAAAAADs/cQP-xnpjMWE/s1600-h/DSCF3959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7Jt3kNLdyI/AAAAAAAAADs/cQP-xnpjMWE/s320/DSCF3959.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166312523926566690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well they finally got their little bums up to the freezing tundra to visit their good friend... me!! This last weekend my two bestest friends came to visit and hang out with me! It was soo good to see them! Have you ever had friends where no matter what happens or where you go or how long it has been since you have seen them last, right when you get back together its like you havent lost one min? well thats how we are! These girls are so awesome! I've lived with these girls for TWO YEARS (Laura even in the same room), went across the big ocean to visit lands unknown, and spent the summer campin it up at Rockbrook! So anywho they finally came up and hung out for the weekend. Only bad news was I had to work on saturday so really they hung out with my best friends from here more than they hung out with me but thats ok... we can all be one big happy family right? Thanks Laura and Brookie for comin up! it was truly a joyful reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7Jt3UNLdxI/AAAAAAAAADk/NLBX4vksWJg/s1600-h/DSCF3955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7Jt3UNLdxI/AAAAAAAAADk/NLBX4vksWJg/s320/DSCF3955.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166312519631599378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1285638258568752546?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1285638258568752546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1285638258568752546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1285638258568752546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1285638258568752546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/02/joyful-reunion.html' title='A Joyful reunion!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R7Jt3kNLdyI/AAAAAAAAADs/cQP-xnpjMWE/s72-c/DSCF3959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-889202589204028943</id><published>2008-02-07T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:46.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!!!</title><content type='html'>So the other day I was asked on a date ( I KNOW I KNOW ALERT THE MEDIA!) and we went rock climbing! it was so much fun! I sure do love that recreational activity. So here are some pictures which I just realized there are none of my date but only of me and my friend Jessica... oops my bad... I do love rock climbing though... the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Bn3DhI/AAAAAAAAADM/NK3QoquPvdo/s1600-h/DSCF3928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Bn3DhI/AAAAAAAAADM/NK3QoquPvdo/s320/DSCF3928.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164502804403260946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Rn3DiI/AAAAAAAAADU/TfH8NJW2dI4/s1600-h/DSCF3939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Rn3DiI/AAAAAAAAADU/TfH8NJW2dI4/s320/DSCF3939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164502808698228258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright by request here is a picture of my new look! BANGS!!! AHHH!! crazy. bad news though. I hate em. Yep I sure do. I feel like Kelly in Saved by the bell or that I am going on an 80's flash back so now I decided to do the swoop. or maybe I'll just pin them back for a few weeks til they are back to normal... goodness me and my spur of the moment ideas... whats next? a tattoo...:) whatever it is dont worry, I'll blog it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Rn3DjI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hqfv2sFUl0o/s1600-h/DSCF3945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Rn3DjI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hqfv2sFUl0o/s320/DSCF3945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164502808698228274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-889202589204028943?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/889202589204028943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=889202589204028943' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/889202589204028943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/889202589204028943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6v_8Bn3DhI/AAAAAAAAADM/NK3QoquPvdo/s72-c/DSCF3928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5854454815985817018</id><published>2008-02-03T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:29:26.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Bits of Randomness</title><content type='html'>Random tidbits in Erins Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I FOUND MY FOUNDATION!!! (god does love me!)&lt;br /&gt;~ After thinking long and hard I finally figured out the name of my laptop. SUZI Q. &lt;br /&gt;~Slipping Tally: I just want you all to know I have fallen on the ice so far a totally of 5 times. love logan. Just kidding add two more to that tally after going to church today... 7 times... and counting.&lt;br /&gt;~I got Bangs. Yep Straight across. &lt;br /&gt;~I work at Wingers.&lt;br /&gt;~Thats all I got so far, I'll keep ya updated as random things happen... the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5854454815985817018?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5854454815985817018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5854454815985817018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5854454815985817018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5854454815985817018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-bits-of-randomness.html' title='Random Bits of Randomness'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-2060199055421201431</id><published>2008-01-30T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:46.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inflicting pain... one of my favorite pass times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A3Rhn3DfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0-NOcCKQQnM/s1600-h/DSCF3900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A3Rhn3DfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0-NOcCKQQnM/s320/DSCF3900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161185947189448178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as many of you know I am an AVID waxer... Erins house of Wax opens for business regularly and for just a minor fee I will wax all your hairs away... and for the pure enjoyment of watching my "victims" go through pain.... muahahahaha.... well I sometimes like to inflict this pain on my MANLY friends. I think this is a way for me to show them what it really means when girls say "beauty=pain" call me cruel, I call it- payback. Well my latest victim was a striking burly tough man by the name of Ryan James. (R.J. for short) so one fine evening when there was nothing to do I decided (really pretty much against his will) to wax an R.J. in his leg. I think I did a pretty good job... what do you think... oh and p.s. Thanks R.J. for being my victim and giving me pure fulfilling joy as I watched your face in agony as I ripped off the strips. :) the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A3cxn3DgI/AAAAAAAAADE/PylBCTRpvNM/s1600-h/DSCF3886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A3cxn3DgI/AAAAAAAAADE/PylBCTRpvNM/s320/DSCF3886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161186140462976514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the finishing product!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-2060199055421201431?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2060199055421201431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=2060199055421201431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2060199055421201431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2060199055421201431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/inflicting-pain-one-of-my-favorite-pass.html' title='Inflicting pain... one of my favorite pass times...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A3Rhn3DfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0-NOcCKQQnM/s72-c/DSCF3900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3666439364740346873</id><published>2008-01-23T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:47.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goin to the chapel and I... got to see-ee it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1DBn3DcI/AAAAAAAAACk/8u-bxBs_HgM/s1600-h/DSCF3915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1DBn3DcI/AAAAAAAAACk/8u-bxBs_HgM/s320/DSCF3915.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161183499058089410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the great day of Martin Luther my friends and I decided to make the trip up to Rexburg, Idaho to go through the new temple open house. Well it was so awesome! and I love doing random spur-of-the-moment things (remember, I am gravel...:) One of these days dont be suprised if i up and decide to go to Mount Rushmore (Jason you are my inspiration on that idea...) But for now I take baby steps and go to idaho for the day. But anywho... thats all I got for this post. Pretty darn exciting... and as always... here are some pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1PRn3DdI/AAAAAAAAACs/OLpC2HaVeLU/s1600-h/DSCF3908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1PRn3DdI/AAAAAAAAACs/OLpC2HaVeLU/s320/DSCF3908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161183709511486930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1hRn3DeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YQj58vGrg4w/s1600-h/DSCF3910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1hRn3DeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YQj58vGrg4w/s320/DSCF3910.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161184018749132258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3666439364740346873?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3666439364740346873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3666439364740346873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3666439364740346873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3666439364740346873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/goin-to-chapel-and-i-got-to-see-ee-it.html' title='goin to the chapel and I... got to see-ee it...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R6A1DBn3DcI/AAAAAAAAACk/8u-bxBs_HgM/s72-c/DSCF3915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-2696828061558431913</id><published>2008-01-19T13:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:16:26.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went and Saw Cloverfield-it was gay. I wanted to throw up. litereally. dont go see it. good bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-2696828061558431913?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/2696828061558431913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=2696828061558431913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2696828061558431913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/2696828061558431913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-went-and-saw-cloverfield-it-was-gay-i.html' title='I went and Saw Cloverfield-it was gay. I wanted to throw up. litereally. dont go see it. good bye.'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-8313414095323464904</id><published>2008-01-19T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:48.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Exciting Life of Erin Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R5JoCNay9nI/AAAAAAAAACc/c3iWfK6P7og/s1600-h/boring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R5JoCNay9nI/AAAAAAAAACc/c3iWfK6P7og/s320/boring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157298910463719026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I was just viewing my post that I just... posted and I decided something. I really need to get a life. Even this guy here says my blogs are boring! Ah this is bad!My last two entrys were about dying my hair and foundation. cough-loser-cough. I dont know why I feel as though those stories are interesting enough to be postable but I think its because I want to write on this darn thing so badly I look for anything to say. I am literally trying to figure out what I can do that is exciting enough to be blog worthy. Stories like the other day one of my friends was helping out some poor helpless girls on the side of the road who had car problems and ended up getting arrested because he had warrents out for his arrest (dont worry only because of minor car tickets that weren't fully cleared up, misunderstanding, I'm not hanging out with criminals...) But he ended up going to jail, hanging out in a jail cell for a little while, the end. No harm done other than an AMAZING STORY! and all while he was telling me this I just kept thinking "this would be a great blog entry!" but it didnt happen to me so now I have to live vicariously through his story. Gay. So what I am trying to say through all this is I promise I am going to try to give my life an exciting boost but until than I am sorry you have to read stories of useless knowledge. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-8313414095323464904?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/8313414095323464904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=8313414095323464904' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8313414095323464904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/8313414095323464904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/exciting-life-of-erin-taylor.html' title='The Exciting Life of Erin Taylor'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R5JoCNay9nI/AAAAAAAAACc/c3iWfK6P7og/s72-c/boring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-3876926926789725516</id><published>2008-01-19T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:02:24.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day has come...</title><content type='html'>Bad News.... I have lost it. Yep I really have lost it. No not my mind, No not my homework, my foundation. Ok and before you start judging thinking Erin its only foundation let me explain. This was not really foundation it was the miracle of life in a little bottle. and If it was wine it would be aged to perfection because this "gift from god" has been around since Sydney (my oldest sister) was in Miss. Springville. So lets do the math... was that 12 years ago Syd? yep 12 years of pure magic. Now how did I get my greasy little hands on it? Well as some of you may recall, I am cheap. way cheap. and probably about 7 years ago I was searching around our bathroom in the MANY junk drawers and I found it. Since I ws starting to come of age to need such a cover up I tried it and found out it was AMAZING! It covered everything, probably because it was from one of those glamour shot studios or something but it really was so amazing. It probably had a million unhealthy things mixed in as well as a small dog to make it so perfect but I didnt care. So anyway the other day I had to sleep up on campus for an Ambassador thing and it has been MIA ever since. I even cleaned my room. No sign of it. So I had to make the trek out to the blessed Walmart to see what they had in store and I found out...They have everything. So I stood there pacing the isle on which one do I get? Cover Girl? Revlon? Natural Ivory, sunkissed... its my skin how should I know. Well I tried calling my older and wiser sister Syd but she didnt answer. Chana helped but not really so therefore I just had to pick one. Chana told me it is always better to go lighter than darker so I went lighter, went home, put it on my troubled areas (aka my chin) and ta duh... I looked like I had a white beard. thanks chana. So this is a memoir of my old Foundation may you rest in peace and hopefully Walmarts return policy is still boomin... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-3876926926789725516?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/3876926926789725516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=3876926926789725516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3876926926789725516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/3876926926789725516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-day-has-come.html' title='A New Day has come...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-1876882489231506631</id><published>2008-01-13T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:49.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta Duhhhh!!! oh its good to be back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sNONay9mI/AAAAAAAAACU/48awm-qbeio/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sNONay9mI/AAAAAAAAACU/48awm-qbeio/s320/Photo+37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155228736227047010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that is right everyone. I'm back!! I dont know if any of you knew this but for the last 6 months I have been living incognito in a blonde womans life. I'm sorry I couldnt tell you earlier but you see both mine and your lives were at risk. But I have completed my mission and am now back to being the brunette you all know and love... and please please welcome back gifts or parties are not necessary (but welcome if you insist) But I have learned a few things while being a blonde undercover agent. #1: Do blondes have more fun? I'm not quite sure but I may have to say yes? maybe? ahhh!! whats the world coming to?! I will have to evaluate these next couple of weeks and get back to you. and why is this? another question I will have to look at deeper- later. #2 Blondes are dumber... oh contrary my friend. actually as being a blonde I got better grades this semester than any I did when I was a brunette. Maybe i was just working harder to go against that horrible stereotype? hmmm I cant think of anything else but you may be thinking to yourself "Well than Erin why the sudden change if blonde was so beneficial?" well let me answer that for in the fact that. I am a brunette. plain and simple. also by the sudden and drastic change of color my hair was in the worst state it has ever been in! hours upon hours of untangling! For example the other day a man leaned over me with his coat and oh yeah my hair did get tangled in his buttons. what a joke. oh and probably the most important one which this is actually why I went back to my ROOTS in the first place. I am just too stinkin poor AND too cheap AND my hair grows too fast (sorry sisters) for me to put all that money in keeping my "beach bum" look. So there you have it. This is my very long and pretty useless story on my TRANSFORMATION. I know you guys are all so excited I made you waste your time in reading this and now you can sleep better tonight. YOU ARE WELCOME. p.s. what do you think? :) love you all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and now this is the process of the blessed event... the anticipation is building in each one of you as you look- I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcNay9iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wYdkqI2kPcQ/s1600-h/DSCF3874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcNay9iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wYdkqI2kPcQ/s320/DSCF3874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155227877233587746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcNay9jI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YaTGp539Pt8/s1600-h/DSCF3877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcNay9jI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YaTGp539Pt8/s320/DSCF3877.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155227877233587762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellie was my lovely stylist who did the procedure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcday9kI/AAAAAAAAACE/so8-bDlUxdw/s1600-h/DSCF3880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcday9kI/AAAAAAAAACE/so8-bDlUxdw/s320/DSCF3880.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155227881528555074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting 25 mins... I dont want dark hair anymore... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcday9lI/AAAAAAAAACM/8VnY9__sD58/s1600-h/DSCF3882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sMcday9lI/AAAAAAAAACM/8VnY9__sD58/s320/DSCF3882.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155227881528555090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Duh!!!!  WA BAM! just like magic, Its back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-1876882489231506631?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/1876882489231506631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=1876882489231506631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1876882489231506631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/1876882489231506631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/ta-duhhhh-oh-its-good-to-be-back.html' title='Ta Duhhhh!!! oh its good to be back...'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4sNONay9mI/AAAAAAAAACU/48awm-qbeio/s72-c/Photo+37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-5824081225791328794</id><published>2008-01-07T16:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:52.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the holidays... Bubbly anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4K_Atay9XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/REKNO6ly0MQ/s1600-h/DSCF3741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4K_Atay9XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/REKNO6ly0MQ/s200/DSCF3741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152890942578161010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeppy! so Christmas is gone, the new year is here, and I am now legal! halleluaha!!! This holiday season was so much fun! This year it was only me with the parentals on Christmas morning but it went well and I think we all survived... :) Plus we still got to hang out with all the family later on so it was way fun. Alright so lets talk HIGHLIGHTS!!! ok and I am still getting used to this whole blogging world and trying to figure things out so I'm going to try and put some pictures with my little stories so wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one Bites the dust- &lt;br /&gt;          So it happened, another one of my friends decided to kick the can and go get hitched. I know, I know. But it happens to the best of us. :) Just kidding, Shill (or Jill) Sumsion got married over the break to a great guy by the name of Kraig. It was such a pretty wedding and I am so happy for the girl!  The wedding was alot of fun and it was even better that it was at the Joseph Smith Building. Good food...  My other best friend Kalee (who is also married) nicely informed me during the dinner that I was going to be the next... and also the last to be married... Cant wait... :) There was only one down part to all this... She unknowingly stole the colors I wanted for my wedding... but thats ok. I'll get over it I guess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LCGday9YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/chSKa1jvr2M/s1600-h/DSCF3753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LCGday9YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/chSKa1jvr2M/s200/DSCF3753.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152894339897292162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Buddies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Fun Time- WE WENT TUBIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;         So during the holidays my whole family and I went up to Solider Hollow to go TUBIN! ok so picture this: a leisurely pully system that took you to the top of the hill where you got to sit back and relax or try to throw snowballs at other family members ( helped me realize why I never went pro in baseball) then we would get on our tubes and ZOOM/ JET down the pre-groomed hills then up again to start the whole process yet again. It was so much fun! I loved it!! We even had the blue blob come along for the ride. It was a real treat! But the whole day was really fun and it was fun to take the little giblet and kaydan down the hills! ah... families...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LPTNay9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0-35_6OMU1Q/s1600-h/DSCF3832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LPTNay9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0-35_6OMU1Q/s200/DSCF3832.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152908852591785362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah FAMILY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LQDtay9aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dAjYAqfKeVo/s1600-h/DSCF3796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LQDtay9aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dAjYAqfKeVo/s200/DSCF3796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152909685815440802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blue blob. dont worry I got his autograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LRS9ay9cI/AAAAAAAAABE/S2OpVql_8yE/s1600-h/DSCF3807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LRS9ay9cI/AAAAAAAAABE/S2OpVql_8yE/s200/DSCF3807.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152911047320073666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaydan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://p3.blogger.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LQUday9bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3jhrbqEVbFs/s1600-h/DSCF3799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LQUday9bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3jhrbqEVbFs/s200/DSCF3799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152909973578249650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibson&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;BRING THE BOOZE ERINS LEGAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;You heard it everyone! I am legal. On the blessed day of January 3rd I turned the ripe age of 21! oh boy! so let me tell you a lil story... so the sunday before my birthday the whole fam dam was at our house for a family dinner. So we decided to celebrate my birthday (and when I say we, I mean me...). After dinner we hurried and whipped up a cake (and again when I say we, I mean me.... I made my own cake- I dont need anyone else to tell me to celebrate!) but I decided that it would be such a great idea to have SPARKLERS on my cake for the big event. Well when I told my mother this idea she disagreed fully saying "what erin! no! those are FIREWORKS! I will not let you have those inside my house!!" Well I briefly explained to her that sparklers weren't fireworks... hello... and we couldnt do it outside because she decided to have me in January. But my mother still was firm in her no and that was that. Sad day. Well my father decided to suprise me and put the sparklers on my cake anyway- and that is when I figured out, sparklers really are fireworks. Picture this- my dad decides to put 24 sparklers all together and light them all at once (one BIG firework) He starts walking towards me holding this cake with HUGE sparks cascading down to the floor at at me. HUGE SPARKY FIRENESS everywhere! The family is all singing Happy Birthday in turbo gear because everyone is terrified of this ball of light coming at us I have a look of terror on my face, Jenn is taking cooper and running for cover-trying to save the children no doubt and we all just sat there and watched as these "candles" preceded to burn the table cloth (good thing it was a vinyl one-smart thinkin mom) and sprinkle ashes all over my birthday cake. WOW. what a birthday! ha! It was quite a funny experience SLASH very terrifying. So now kids we know... Fireworks-of any kind- do not belong inside the house or on cakes for that matter and especially not 24 that are taped together. :) &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LVHday9dI/AAAAAAAAABM/B_9Oi7l6gVM/s1600-h/DSCF3846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LVHday9dI/AAAAAAAAABM/B_9Oi7l6gVM/s200/DSCF3846.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152915247798089170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LVHtay9eI/AAAAAAAAABU/YvvTAVZ93nU/s1600-h/DSCF3848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LVHtay9eI/AAAAAAAAABU/YvvTAVZ93nU/s200/DSCF3848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152915252093056482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this wasnt that actual event. The camera was malfunctioning for that (guess it was terrified too) So this is the REinactment of the event outside... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Holy cow... I have more to say... does this thing ever end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2008! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for New Years Eve my friends and I decided to head up to First Night in Salt Lake to ya know... party like a rockstar... well that we did. A frozen rockstar that is... it was SOOOO cold! But it was still alot of fun! Right after the world dropped (they had a world for the ball... gay...) we hopped right back on trax and headed back to party the night away at Jessicas house! PARTY!!! Sorry I wasnt on camera duty that night so i dont really have very many pictures of the event but just know, it was fun. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LWmNay9fI/AAAAAAAAABc/5cB8D4km914/s1600-h/DSCF3849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LWmNay9fI/AAAAAAAAABc/5cB8D4km914/s200/DSCF3849.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152916875590694386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LWmday9gI/AAAAAAAAABk/apLZxQRWfps/s1600-h/DSCF3852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LWmday9gI/AAAAAAAAABk/apLZxQRWfps/s200/DSCF3852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152916879885661698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LWmday9hI/AAAAAAAAABs/zEnPNKcOt2Y/s1600-h/DSCF3853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4LWmday9hI/AAAAAAAAABs/zEnPNKcOt2Y/s200/DSCF3853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152916879885661714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats the end of this blog entry. I think its long enough... Good bye to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-5824081225791328794?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/5824081225791328794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=5824081225791328794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5824081225791328794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/5824081225791328794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-christmas-holiday-has-come-and-gone.html' title='oh the holidays... Bubbly anyone?'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R4K_Atay9XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/REKNO6ly0MQ/s72-c/DSCF3741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1482764026491251059.post-312447140965680501</id><published>2007-12-30T14:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:20:52.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it. I have fallin into the bloggin world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R3hSstay9WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sGKSSr78wKk/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R3hSstay9WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sGKSSr78wKk/s200/Photo+21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149957101957870946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it. I have fallen into the blogging world. oh boy. no turning back now. Why did I start a blog you ask? oh I am not so sure, I guess I felt like I had SUCH an exciting world that I wanted to share it with the world. I have better reasons why I didnt want to start a blog such as... 1. Pretty sure the only ones who will look at it will be my Family. Hi Family. 2. I am full on exposing myself to Jasons endless smart a..... comments, 3. I have no signficant other or small children to portray on the web, only me. lucky.... and 4.... I really dont know if my life is that exciting for all to view, maybe I'll start making things up or doing things to make my life more exciting. but I did it. I dont know how this will be or if this is something even worth looking at but I am doing one anyway. so there. Enjoy it, and jason... dont you start! :) oh yeah Jenn told me that blogs are always better if there are pictures to go along with it, and I very much agree so this is the only one I got right now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1482764026491251059-312447140965680501?l=erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/feeds/312447140965680501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1482764026491251059&amp;postID=312447140965680501' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/312447140965680501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1482764026491251059/posts/default/312447140965680501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinkaytaylor.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-fallen.html' title='I did it. I have fallin into the bloggin world.'/><author><name>Erin Kay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12384103020185383745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/TR_TBIHxrHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/__f-Bgfs6k0/S220/DSCN3789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_NJJt4xduo/R3hSstay9WI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sGKSSr78wKk/s72-c/Photo+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
