<?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-4045985542834676791</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:07:43.291-07:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='future'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Cooky'/><category term='Enjoyment'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Pranking'/><category term='favourites'/><category term='Road trip'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Rejuvenation'/><title type='text'>Diana the Diva...</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm really not a diva but really my name is Diana</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-3351032581613871123</id><published>2009-04-24T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:46:50.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm</title><content type='html'>This lotion is sooo good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31KlSElt96L._SL500_AA261_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31KlSElt96L._SL500_AA261_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-3351032581613871123?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/3351032581613871123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=3351032581613871123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/3351032581613871123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/3351032581613871123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/04/mmmm.html' title='Mmmm'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5873532803828405287</id><published>2009-04-09T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:18:25.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>If You're Wondering What's Good</title><content type='html'>I went to Whole Foods and got an apple bacon quesadilla. It was soooo yummy. Try it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5873532803828405287?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5873532803828405287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5873532803828405287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5873532803828405287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5873532803828405287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-youre-wondering-whats-good.html' title='If You&apos;re Wondering What&apos;s Good'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-3544094463679048608</id><published>2009-03-23T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:50:08.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Cool</title><content type='html'>The new cool is to play Chess. I mean it. It is so much fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking...and don't even go there...I'm not a nerd, well, think what you want because...Checkmate! Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4th grade teacher Mr. Provost taught my class how to play chess...and I still know how. What a great game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidchess.com/images/kids/interface1_1x2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.kidchess.com/images/kids/interface1_1x2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-3544094463679048608?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/3544094463679048608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=3544094463679048608' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/3544094463679048608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/3544094463679048608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-cool.html' title='The New Cool'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-9045417737859393396</id><published>2009-03-18T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:56:20.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pranking'/><title type='text'>Stirring Up Trouble</title><content type='html'>Throughout my life I haven't been the best April Fool's prankster.  I'm the one who believed Snoop Dogg got baptized a became a member of the LDS church last year. I am working on changing that. When I think of April Fool's, I think of my Grandma Harris. She LOVES to pull pranks on the special day. I have some other family members...perhaps my father...who also like to pull sneaky pranks. I need to be a part of this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am brainstorming now so at the end of the !st day of April I can say..."success" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this and thought it was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLW1JAVG81o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLW1JAVG81o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GL61ttVHak4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GL61ttVHak4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ywQ-5Ck9N9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ywQ-5Ck9N9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NijwK99OO04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NijwK99OO04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-9045417737859393396?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/9045417737859393396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=9045417737859393396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/9045417737859393396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/9045417737859393396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/03/stirring-up-trouble.html' title='Stirring Up Trouble'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5705754524119912427</id><published>2009-03-05T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:53:17.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on . . .</title><content type='html'>I'm getting grey hair. Is this some sort of curse for being a hair stylist? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2006/5/9/Whos-got-grey-roots-1405282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2006/5/9/Whos-got-grey-roots-1405282.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This is not me, but still . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5705754524119912427?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5705754524119912427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5705754524119912427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5705754524119912427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5705754524119912427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-on.html' title='Come on . . .'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-2609284513755211327</id><published>2009-03-04T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:23:38.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Just Got To</title><content type='html'>I need to give a shout out to one of my two talented big brothers. You must check out his new  &lt;a href="http://www.companywake.com/"&gt;Company Wakeboards website&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imawakeboarder.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/picture-6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.imawakeboarder.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/picture-6.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google image - this showed up. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/Sa4-aV8DhRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eKlCzzsSbN0/s1600-h/pic-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/Sa4-aV8DhRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eKlCzzsSbN0/s320/pic-10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309249633002947858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years Justin has been involved heavily in the wakeboard industry. He has gone from producing wakeboard videos for major companies to now creating his very own wakeboard brand. You can read more about it on the website, I'm sure it'll be more clear than me trying to explain it...it's ingenious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the thing is Justin is a modest individual. He just loves what he does and does it well...doesn't let the attention get to him...at least doesn't act like it ;)  He works with all walks of life and they respect and admire him. He has splendid qualities that have assisted him in his success. I'm just proud of him is all. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-2609284513755211327?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/2609284513755211327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=2609284513755211327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/2609284513755211327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/2609284513755211327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-just-got-to.html' title='I&apos;ve Just Got To'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/Sa4-aV8DhRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eKlCzzsSbN0/s72-c/pic-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-8249171320452689891</id><published>2009-03-01T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:12:36.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizzeee</title><content type='html'>Since Friday the 13th things have been a little crazy. I think it was the 17th I moved to Utah. I'm living in a great house with 3 great gals! So for a few months I will be here...then...there are a few other options but I mainly just wanted to mix things up and have some fun up here. So far..success! I've been able to see friends and cousins and my sweet grandmother. We are actaully in the process of working on a 2000 piece puzzle. It's so difficult but so rewarding...even when just a few pieces are found! We also play games together and watch Wheel of Fortune and eat meals together. I love it. Not to mention meeting new people is always fun. Then I'm still doing hair every other weekend in Vegas. It's been working out so far. I'm trying to find a job here for the week days..and also getting my cosmetology license here to work at a salon.  It's been a pretty smooth transition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There WAS a little bump in the road. I parked my car in the slc airport parking garage last Wednesday when I flew home. I came back to Utah today and I go to pay for 3 and a half days of parking. Guess how much??? Nope you didn't guess it right because it was $112.00. Yeah. I was fuming!! Lesson learned - park in ecomony parking outside- garage is not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life is good. My sister in law put up a few pictures of our family vacation in Missouri and these are a few I love. There are more of the whole family but these are just me and my wonderful brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SatywwiAqII/AAAAAAAAAJA/doNQaPqv53I/s1600-h/n1635703825_130461_2877783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SatywwiAqII/AAAAAAAAAJA/doNQaPqv53I/s320/n1635703825_130461_2877783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308462767773100162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SatywqmR8xI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lV7f4pD3bFA/s1600-h/n1635703825_130460_8305051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SatywqmR8xI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lV7f4pD3bFA/s320/n1635703825_130460_8305051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308462766180397842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-8249171320452689891?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/8249171320452689891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=8249171320452689891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/8249171320452689891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/8249171320452689891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizzeee.html' title='Bizzeee'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SatywwiAqII/AAAAAAAAAJA/doNQaPqv53I/s72-c/n1635703825_130461_2877783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-2195742434103663335</id><published>2009-02-13T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:57:14.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooky'/><title type='text'>Funky and Peculiar</title><content type='html'>If you haven't noticed, this week held a few full moons. I am convinced that kooky things happen when it's a full moon.  Here's a photo to get the feel of my uncanny week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/450_full-moon-rise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/450_full-moon-rise.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention...it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlLA/original/friday-the-13th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlLA/original/friday-the-13th.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without getting into much detail...this week has been odd. For instance: I had a few unexpected run ins with people. Normally I crash under pressure and give in when I am in a silly/awkward sitation....not this week...I've been feeling very courageous and been able to stand up for myself more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget that TM and I drove to California Tuesday night and while we were driving, both of us, at the same time, started feeling really really weird. Like a cloudy head..I don't know how to explain it..and then we saw a falling star right before our eyes! Eerie...It was like a spell was cast!! So anyway, we slept that night and then saw Cat Power in LA, which was amazing! Then drove home Wednesday night and got back to Vegas at 4am...oh boy....but we were successful at staying awake. The last 45 minutes were rough but we sang, screamed, stuck head out of the window... to stay awake. You know...the normal things you do to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's a stormy Friday the 13th and we are going to celebrate it by having spooky treats and watching a scary movie. Perhaps even paint faces. FUN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week isn't over yet...I know it's not that crazy...but it is a little. Admit it. I wonder what's in store for me tomorrow. Wait, I'm working. After work....there will be something in store!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-2195742434103663335?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/2195742434103663335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=2195742434103663335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/2195742434103663335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/2195742434103663335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/02/funky-and-peculiar.html' title='Funky and Peculiar'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-4974137655007077592</id><published>2009-02-10T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:24:16.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not....</title><content type='html'>1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE:&lt;br /&gt;Princess...naturally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember but pronanly a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh....I used to force myself in high school to make it cute. Now...it's pretty bad. That's true...it reflects my mood..weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCHMEAT?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps...bologna..jk  gross. Ham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;Just my homiezz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what that would be like...so...yes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the days, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yes! Only before I have kids will I be so insane. (that's for Mel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;Frosted Flakes and/or Fruity Pebbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;My only tied shoes are my gym shoes..and yes...I untie them...or sometimes I don't but I regret it when I'm putting them on and having to unknot them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. BLANK ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream is good but I like frozen yogurt better...yogels is good .... original yogurt with chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE ?&lt;br /&gt;How they carry themselves...then eyes/smile comes to close second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. RED OR PINK?&lt;br /&gt;Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Over committer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Far away family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?&lt;br /&gt;If they wanna....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Gray soft pajamas and orangish shirt NO SHOES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Madonna....song "Voices" Itunes on party shuffle baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt; A real great green tint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;Men's cologne...outside...clean sheets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Well I copied it from my sister in law...and YES I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;On Tv - Tennis Wakeboarding In person - Basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;Tapas from Firefly...all of them! and...tres leches cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?&lt;br /&gt;Happpy Endings please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Did you not listen/read??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER!!!! Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. FAVORITE DESSERT?&lt;br /&gt;All the chocolates...frozen yogurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. IF YOU COULD MAKE A WISH?&lt;br /&gt;Wishes are for the birds! I get what I want! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT (in general) BOTHERS YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Dots in the road when you run over them. Cops usual make my heart drop...but they can be good too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;None at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?&lt;br /&gt;Hippo Lemonade kids book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Rerun of American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVORITE SOUND(S):&lt;br /&gt;Energizing Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?&lt;br /&gt;Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?&lt;br /&gt;Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.......I'm not sure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?&lt;br /&gt;All of them duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. WHERE DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-4974137655007077592?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/4974137655007077592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=4974137655007077592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4974137655007077592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4974137655007077592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-not.html' title='Why not....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-7362184323525099234</id><published>2009-02-06T18:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:06:18.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eureka</title><content type='html'>The other day I was organizing and cleaning out all of my music. I was mainly burning cds to put in my computer.  There were quite a few doozies but I was so pleased to have come across this...It's been soo long since I've listened to her. Loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000002G60.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000002G60.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-7362184323525099234?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/7362184323525099234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=7362184323525099234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/7362184323525099234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/7362184323525099234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/02/eureka.html' title='Eureka'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5990897354308467017</id><published>2009-01-29T13:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:59:55.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance</title><content type='html'>The weekend update ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove to Utah at 10pm with TM....but not even being tired...just chatting soo much and singing&lt;br /&gt;Drove to Park City and found a free parking spot whoo!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Becca's film...so proud of her it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Saw a some friends/family&lt;br /&gt;Got the truck stuck in the snow at 2am..while it was snowing...took about an hour to shovel out....great story!&lt;br /&gt;Slept at a fancy cabin&lt;br /&gt;Spent a day in Park City&lt;br /&gt;Played games and laughed a lot&lt;br /&gt;Got snowed in the cabin&lt;br /&gt;7 hour drive home because of unfortunate weather conditions...but don't worry we played name that tune for hours and other games....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SYIlPuqXb6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/YiX-e3mirGo/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SYIlPuqXb6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/YiX-e3mirGo/s320/mail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296837063895117730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SYIlPoKClYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/exHbHNhed8E/s1600-h/mail-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SYIlPoKClYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/exHbHNhed8E/s320/mail-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296837062148920706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5990897354308467017?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5990897354308467017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5990897354308467017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5990897354308467017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5990897354308467017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/01/sundance.html' title='Sundance'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SYIlPuqXb6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/YiX-e3mirGo/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5711239816438614946</id><published>2009-01-20T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:09:31.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road trip'/><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>This weekend I am going to Park City's Sundance Film Festival. I am so excited! One of my best and most talented friend ever had her short film accepted into the festival. So of course I'm going to go see it with some friends and my brother is going too!! Here is a link to an interview they did with her and her friend who directed it. Awesome!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myfoxutah.com/myfox/pages/Home/Detail?contentId=8273165&amp;version=1&amp;locale=EN-US&amp;layoutCode=VSTY&amp;pageId=1.1.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reporter.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/sundanceegyptian_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://reporter.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/sundanceegyptian_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5711239816438614946?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5711239816438614946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5711239816438614946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5711239816438614946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5711239816438614946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/01/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-4941858395781287839</id><published>2009-01-05T23:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T03:43:30.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejuvenation'/><title type='text'>This girl is back in action</title><content type='html'>So I have just really busy with you know..things....and I have really neglected the bloggerworld. Please forgive. Here's the deal...I'm going to share some pictures of the past few months of my life...and give a brief descrpition of what it's about...I hope that's okay. If there's a pictures that looks extra interesting and you would like more details, just let me know and I will definitally give you more details about it....cool? Oh and if you see some pictures that are also on other's people blogs...maybe it might be because I needed them for mine. Thanks! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan's Wedding...she was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQFdVA3eI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pnBbqhLHyCo/s1600-h/n710471497_1535651_8342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQFdVA3eI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pnBbqhLHyCo/s320/n710471497_1535651_8342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292943516769508834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Flamingos for Halloween. I'm not sure if I'm trying to pose like a flamingo or what...it's what they do I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQ-5R17lI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U8z3n-5r3eY/s1600-h/n710471497_1451309_4238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQ-5R17lI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U8z3n-5r3eY/s320/n710471497_1451309_4238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292944503524945490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Thanksgiving in Provo with my darling cousin. I wish I had a picture of everybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRZgyGnvnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fvSsXZG4NCw/s1600-h/n720375111_4922115_4330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRZgyGnvnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fvSsXZG4NCw/s320/n720375111_4922115_4330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292953881807404658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TomTom and I at Grandma and Grandpa's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRZ3XYYJFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GYJixlM-zZE/s1600-h/n720375111_4922100_8137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRZ3XYYJFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GYJixlM-zZE/s320/n720375111_4922100_8137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292954269771113554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my birthday dinner at Pasta Mia. Our waiter so outrageous and so was our bill....(you may want to ask about this one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRNX5K9toI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lOk886juq2A/s1600-h/birthday9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRNX5K9toI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lOk886juq2A/s320/birthday9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292940534946313858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRNXvYHIXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jeK6zLiojWs/s1600-h/&lt;br /&gt;Julie and I at my house after dinner for cake and ice cream and fun&lt;br /&gt;birthday1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRNXvYHIXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jeK6zLiojWs/s320/birthday1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292940532317102450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRNXSYxFMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DlkJMtnQruU/s1600-h/&lt;br /&gt;My birthday cake that Stephanie made for me :)&lt;br /&gt;birthday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRNXSYxFMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DlkJMtnQruU/s320/birthday2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292940524535223490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Sara and I in Vegas when it snowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRPcTVm2nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YiGMaCpObls/s1600-h/snow+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRPcTVm2nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YiGMaCpObls/s320/snow+day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292942809713007218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family got on a plane..11 of us...and flew to Branson, Missouri for Christmas. We stayed busy all week and had a blast! This was on the tour bus in Branson with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQ_HF9RYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yNSweybvigA/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQ_HF9RYI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yNSweybvigA/s320/DSC_0011.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292944507233191298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino-mite! When you get a chance...google this guy...he is a true dime ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRR4ENo_6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aQ0ghHgmQm0/s320/DSC_0017.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292945485712654242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelley and I in the CAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRR4ClU3hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LjGsI_diqLE/s320/DSC_0062.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292945485275127314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRR4ENo_6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aQ0ghHgmQm0/s1600-h/&lt;br /&gt;Santa loves Missouri Malls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRR4YCHLII/AAAAAAAAAHg/IINxlV47-qQ/s1600-h/PICT3526-1.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRR4YCHLII/AAAAAAAAAHg/IINxlV47-qQ/s320/PICT3526-1.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292945491033009282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRR4ClU3hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LjGsI_diqLE/s1600-h/&lt;br /&gt;New Years we drove to Hollywood...spent the day at the Getty Museum and then drove to San Diego and went to the big New Years Eve dance..very fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTFTrsfZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/t5K1Oaf0TCU/s1600-h/n731814902_1955797_3492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTFTrsfZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/t5K1Oaf0TCU/s320/n731814902_1955797_3492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292946812715171218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of good friendshad a great New Years in San Diego then we ventured down to Rosarito, Mexico...what an experience.... Ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmg2abBI/AAAAAAAAAII/9yxpulAytQw/s1600-h/n23709429_31665659_2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmg2abBI/AAAAAAAAAII/9yxpulAytQw/s320/n23709429_31665659_2582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292947383185468434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't buy fun friends like this!! Not like people buy friends...but I'm just saying..they're awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmtRz1UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NWdMVmF27MY/s1600-h/n650660947_1839626_4759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmtRz1UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NWdMVmF27MY/s320/n650660947_1839626_4759.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292947386521605442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmRN00yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7YY1rN2ELfw/s1600-h/n731814902_1955697_3029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmRN00yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7YY1rN2ELfw/s320/n731814902_1955697_3029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292947378988700450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmWcTkpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wy_g2pnXoDw/s1600-h/n650660947_1839618_748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRTmWcTkpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wy_g2pnXoDw/s320/n650660947_1839618_748.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292947380391613074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexican Wedding.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRUp6r0__I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/U9-r8Bjuv8g/s1600-h/n650660947_1839719_9243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRUp6r0__I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/U9-r8Bjuv8g/s320/n650660947_1839719_9243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292948541171630066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make you want more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a little snipet of my life the past few months. I hope that wasn't too much Diana...eehhh...but it HAS been quite awhile right? Anyway, in between those days I've been working at the salon and having some real responsibilities I promise...but mainly feeling fresh for a new year. What can I say... I'm loving it. I love my family and I love my friends!!!!!! (yeah I mean every single one of those explination points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-4941858395781287839?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/4941858395781287839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=4941858395781287839' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4941858395781287839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4941858395781287839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-girl-is-back-in-action.html' title='This girl is back in action'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SXRQFdVA3eI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pnBbqhLHyCo/s72-c/n710471497_1535651_8342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-8744500321924400001</id><published>2008-12-03T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:20:12.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aquadis.es/pruebas/images/stories/Happy%20old%20woman%20Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://aquadis.es/pruebas/images/stories/Happy%20old%20woman%20Web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was walking into the sauna at the gym yesterday I spotted my favorite gym buddy. Who is it you ask??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know her name, but I do know she is an 80 year old woman....short curly white hair...New York accent....attitude. We talk everytime we are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so great...has an opinion about everything and gives the weird people strange looks....so they can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was asking her about living in New York and asked about some things if I were to ever move there or anything. So she said a few things about the people and where to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she says..."You know...only 2 things I can tell you. 1. Be nosy 2. Ask questions. That's the only way to learn anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was great. Especailly in a New York accent, she went on to say how everyone knows everyone's business but it's just the way they live there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh granny....you always have great things to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-8744500321924400001?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/8744500321924400001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=8744500321924400001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/8744500321924400001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/8744500321924400001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/12/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-6292629060465551160</id><published>2008-11-25T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:01:00.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>This is it baby</title><content type='html'>There was a point in my life where I was obsessed with photobooth on my computer. I don't remember the last time I took a pic on it...but I was looking at them the other day and there were some goodies....like so rediculous...but here...for your entertainment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47oCPEQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ipNFEbC50BE/s1600-h/Photo+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47oCPEQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ipNFEbC50BE/s320/Photo+226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792598242595074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47VTFUUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zApYuCgXTik/s1600-h/Photo+484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47VTFUUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zApYuCgXTik/s320/Photo+484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792593212985666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47LQc1bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/w7ZoKPXz7P4/s1600-h/Photo+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47LQc1bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/w7ZoKPXz7P4/s320/Photo+142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792590517589426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4hU7UP1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/p97p7n8EUC4/s1600-h/Photo+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4hU7UP1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/p97p7n8EUC4/s320/Photo+129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792146436702034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gyV_qoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5Ma86ze7ndo/s1600-h/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gyV_qoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5Ma86ze7ndo/s320/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792137153358466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gRpw7nI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZsHJv2GB5_c/s1600-h/Photo+85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gRpw7nI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZsHJv2GB5_c/s320/Photo+85.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792128377908850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gFbSGyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7fJBIT7kERw/s1600-h/Photo+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gFbSGyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7fJBIT7kERw/s320/Photo+75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792125095942946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gKsIdtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k3l5YWbgqtg/s1600-h/Photo+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4gKsIdtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k3l5YWbgqtg/s320/Photo+67.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272792126508791506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4Bn2z71I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9dFuQi2mSls/s1600-h/Photo+58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4Bn2z71I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9dFuQi2mSls/s320/Photo+58.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791601762266962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4BbZ1c_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ulUmw7LbKM8/s1600-h/Photo+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4BbZ1c_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ulUmw7LbKM8/s320/Photo+49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791598419506162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4BEfATpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UMZ0SVxznIA/s1600-h/Photo+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4BEfATpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UMZ0SVxznIA/s320/Photo+33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791592267173522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4AkctfuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W0KfyDCpiTY/s1600-h/Photo+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4AkctfuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W0KfyDCpiTY/s320/Photo+23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791583667617506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4AYYMyLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/y2-1E4oODNE/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy4AYYMyLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/y2-1E4oODNE/s320/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791580427471026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-6292629060465551160?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/6292629060465551160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=6292629060465551160' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6292629060465551160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6292629060465551160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-it-baby.html' title='This is it baby'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SSy47oCPEQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ipNFEbC50BE/s72-c/Photo+226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-66429209091616654</id><published>2008-11-13T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:41:59.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.winstonmotorsports.com/images/bigstockphoto_Speedometer_At___Mph_291241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.winstonmotorsports.com/images/bigstockphoto_Speedometer_At___Mph_291241.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the freeway and I looked at my speedometer and it said I was going 100 MPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really probably going around 50....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARS WERE PASSING ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a tune up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK SO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made for a great laugh though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-66429209091616654?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/66429209091616654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=66429209091616654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/66429209091616654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/66429209091616654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/help.html' title='HELP!!!!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-931359433957907462</id><published>2008-11-12T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:55:30.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>ODD AND OCD</title><content type='html'>Tell 6 unspectacular quirks about myself and then tag six fellow bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate using cold water on my toothbrush to brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When I am sitting and not fully concentrating, I will write the words inconspiqueseley (sound it out...!) ..with my finger in the air of what the person is saying....sometimes during movies too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I do my very best at any project when I procrastinate..ooops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  When I am in the sauna at the gym I count to 100 two times...so 200..but I start at 1 when I'm really at 101...and then I get out...unless I am chatting with people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When I'm driving long distances I act like I'm jumping over the white dashes in the road and also the poles on the sides of the road...it keeps me awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I always have to have the last word...uh huh...ok..ok...see you later...ok....have a good night...ok..you too...bye...bye....bye...click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little ocd...maybe?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OK...Chelsea, Cari, Rachels, Jessi, Deven, whoever wants to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-931359433957907462?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/931359433957907462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=931359433957907462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/931359433957907462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/931359433957907462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/odd-and-ocd.html' title='ODD AND OCD'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5424854413092850610</id><published>2008-10-23T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:35:22.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night At The Theater...</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to the FALL ONE ACT PLAY FESTIVAL at UNLV with my friend Brooke. A friend of Brooke's wrote one of the one acts..and so we were able to get in free and enjoy the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cschool.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/unlv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cschool.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/unlv.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things start of smoothly...Brooke picks me up..we get to UNLV about a half hour early to get our tickets..get a nice seat in the front and middle..(mind you it's a really little theater..) ... and we enjoy the first act, titled, REPLICA. Now there were three acts and the only intermission we had was after the first act. So the first act gets over...and about 13 minutes in intermission, I decide I need to run to the restroom. So I kindly excuse myself and jet to the b-room.  As I'm rushing to take care of business, I notice the girl... (I'm guessing a student).. who took tickets, closed the double doors into the theater...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/72665565.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=D5590FC7B6D688AEB6D4444D8D612682E30A760B0D811297"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/72665565.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=D5590FC7B6D688AEB6D4444D8D612682E30A760B0D811297" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I take care of business then I rush to get back into the theater...and I go to open the first set of doors and   L O C K E D ! ! ! ! !  So I'm thinking...this is ok...I will try the other set of double doors....I go to open them and L O C K E D !!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/75019507.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=183E093C1437A40FD3ABC9E891C9209E"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/75019507.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=183E093C1437A40FD3ABC9E891C9209E" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 NOOOO!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE I AM. BY MYSELF. LIKE A PUPPY IN THE POUND. LET ME INTO THE THEATER!!!! I'm knocking on the doors so loud and so much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache4.asset-cache.net/xc/80642237.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=42400F89388B8A0C36947E850ED0F072E30A760B0D811297"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cache4.asset-cache.net/xc/80642237.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=42400F89388B8A0C36947E850ED0F072E30A760B0D811297" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had left my purse and cell phone at my seat inside the theater...and now...alone. All I have around me is a water fountain, old red UNLV dirty seats, and walls of plaques, framed newspaper cutouts, and the lights dimmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my only option at the time was to read all the newpaper cutouts on the wall to pass the time. I was so annoyed. So I found myself reading a story of a dance teacher who used to be a showgirl. Hmm...interesting...then I proceed to read things I was only pretending to be interested in...to pass the time....I had at least an hour to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Brooke, she probably had no clue where I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light bulb went off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.semaforoverde.com/Lightbulb%20idea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.semaforoverde.com/Lightbulb%20idea.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE MUST BE A WAY IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...the mischevious side kicked in and I went on a hunt to find my way in. Not to mention I found a ticket on the ground, so I snatched it so just in case someone HAPPENED to open the doors, I would have a ticket to prove I had already been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to walk around...I found a door that said "AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY" ... what did I have to loose...so I opened it and it happened to be the doors to the stage...A ha! but I couldn't just waltz in!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I see some stairs...and...an open door! I pondered for a moment if I should open the door...what did I have to loose?..so I try to open the door and...it wasn't LOCKED...but what if people were in there?? What do I have to loose? So...I OPEN the door!!! And it was like the heavens OPENED!!! It was the mezzanine!!!! But...not just any mezzanine...it had no seats, just old lights and junk....but I could see the play!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/76185994.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=20622ED525A18E68D5483B62371918D6E30A760B0D811297"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/76185994.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=20622ED525A18E68D5483B62371918D6E30A760B0D811297" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was. Watching ME AND MY MAN-FISH. So happy. I saw Brooke, and the empty seat next to her, below me and was tempted to call her up, but I didn't want to disturb the play...so I sat, I mean stood, and watched the play from the BALCONY SEAT!! The second act finishes up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not over YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was still the third act....and I wanted to go sit by Brooke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run downstaris and look at the "AUTHORIZED PERSONEL ONLY" door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3141/2698869072_9538a0a612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3141/2698869072_9538a0a612.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do it. It was the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open it. I can hear people talking on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH there was a girl in there and she looked at me like I was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "The doors are locked. Is there another way to get in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Uhh...I don't think so. Did you try both sets of doors?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, I tried everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: ::hesitiating::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Can I just come in this way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Well this goes out onto the stage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ::hands up like...I don't care...I want to get in:: (short for....::shrug::)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Ok! Come through this way...just hurry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was..peering onto the stage....then made a MAD DASH across the stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/200160312-001.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=405954B421854B6AE2CE34B698719ABC49207362A3F24453"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/200160312-001.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=405954B421854B6AE2CE34B698719ABC49207362A3F24453" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...down the stairs....and up some more stairs...crossed a few people in their seats....AND BACK TO MY SEAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then watched the third act in peace, with Brooke, until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew....what... A... Night At The Theater!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache3.asset-cache.net/xc/sb10067018c-001.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=48171A24EB6E9074CDF4DCFF0EC03D5B09BADF6D3485DBE4"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://cache3.asset-cache.net/xc/sb10067018c-001.jpg?v=1&amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;k=2&amp;d=48171A24EB6E9074CDF4DCFF0EC03D5B09BADF6D3485DBE4" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5424854413092850610?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5424854413092850610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5424854413092850610' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5424854413092850610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5424854413092850610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-at-theater.html' title='A Night At The Theater...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3141/2698869072_9538a0a612_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-4095279665155406569</id><published>2008-09-24T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:56:25.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>Over Labor Day weekend I went to Mission Beach. It was SO MUCH FUN. There were 9 of us. We stayed at a beach house...walking distance from Mission Beach. To sum it up...there was lots of laughing...eating...beaching....here are a few pictures so you can get the idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruD1wubvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S1wPJ3HGX_4/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruD1wubvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S1wPJ3HGX_4/s320/PICT0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770065392201458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruD82uzzI/AAAAAAAAADY/4TIB8cZKyJk/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruD82uzzI/AAAAAAAAADY/4TIB8cZKyJk/s320/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770067296440114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruDuvO8rI/AAAAAAAAADI/6ExOmI_sUNs/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruDuvO8rI/AAAAAAAAADI/6ExOmI_sUNs/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770063506895538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruEFrKzpI/AAAAAAAAADg/RI41ncoexcE/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruEFrKzpI/AAAAAAAAADg/RI41ncoexcE/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770069663862418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruEYHi15I/AAAAAAAAADo/jmxKaqsAzWY/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruEYHi15I/AAAAAAAAADo/jmxKaqsAzWY/s320/PICT0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770074614716306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruwvbkLKI/AAAAAAAAADw/JsvkZI_rAHA/s1600-h/l_7bb7a227964f526b2938cdd2d182e4a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruwvbkLKI/AAAAAAAAADw/JsvkZI_rAHA/s320/l_7bb7a227964f526b2938cdd2d182e4a7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770836786949282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruwvWuE5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/I6zQvm9fvO8/s1600-h/l_17eb78da408ea44e2385b91c527851d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruwvWuE5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/I6zQvm9fvO8/s320/l_17eb78da408ea44e2385b91c527851d8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770836766626706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruw3kfwmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/--VR9aY9PU4/s1600-h/l_80ccab52dd286d5db7ab9ad34efd6a02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruw3kfwmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/--VR9aY9PU4/s320/l_80ccab52dd286d5db7ab9ad34efd6a02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249770838971892322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND....on one of the days there were a few of us kicking a soccer ball right near the water, and as most of you know, I am not too much of an athletic gal, but I was doing the best I could at kicking the ball. Usually just giggling a lot to cover my embarassement. So as soon as the ball would come near me, I would kick and either graze the sand and semi-stub my toe or kick the ball without any direction or air and the nearest person would have to run after the ball. So what I'm about to tell you is typical of me. So this time the ball was coming right at me...and I felt like I was going to get this one good....perfect amount of speed and everything...so I kick it and it was perfect!!! ONE THING... I had noticed these two guys walking through our circle, but didn't think much of it....but as I watch the ball SOOOAAAARRRR through the bright blue sky it is aimed perfectly at this innocent dude interfering in our circle, and of course...the ball gets PLANTED on this guys head PERFECTLY!!!! I'm talking from a movie. So what did I do?? I did not make eye contact, turned my back, and walked straight into the water. I was so embarassed/shocked of what just happened. Apparently, a friend who was right next to the guy apologized for me and said that the guy said a few choice words but just kept walking!!!! Yeah, we all had a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grinningplanet.com/2004/04-06/beach-ball-copyright5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.grinningplanet.com/2004/04-06/beach-ball-copyright5.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-4095279665155406569?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/4095279665155406569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=4095279665155406569' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4095279665155406569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4095279665155406569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SNruD1wubvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S1wPJ3HGX_4/s72-c/PICT0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-6929602388070778985</id><published>2008-09-24T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:09:58.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOBBIES.com</title><content type='html'>So lately when I start to get a little anxious/bored I have been doing one of two things....one is yoga and going to the gym...  Did you know that I used to never be able to touch my toes? I always dreaded those days in P.E. where we had to do a full course examination where you see how many push ups, pull ups, how fast you can run a mile, and my worst...your flexibility...most girls could touch way passed their toes...me...i could reach my knees! Haha but I've been doing yoga for a few weeks and I can totally go way passed my toes!! I was always anti-working out...don't know why...I just was like that. I must have got nervous when I started to sweat or something. Anyway, it's my new favorite activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenyoga.co.uk/files/images/jenyoga-yoga-girl-brunette-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://jenyoga.co.uk/files/images/jenyoga-yoga-girl-brunette-.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing I have been doing is playing Super Nintendo. I mainly like Super Mario 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bowserbasher.com/images/SMBfreehand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bowserbasher.com/images/SMBfreehand.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-6929602388070778985?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/6929602388070778985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=6929602388070778985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6929602388070778985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6929602388070778985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/09/hobbiescom.html' title='HOBBIES.com'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5845142417836793942</id><published>2008-08-22T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:21:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Look alike??</title><content type='html'>So the other day I was at Create. A gourmet Burger joint here in town. It's on Lake Mead and Tenaya...I highly recommend it.  Anyway, as I was ordering my 'create-your-own' burger, the lady behing the counter just kept looking at me funny. As I was just about to tell her to take a picture, it will last longer...she says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look like someone famous...&lt;br /&gt;..I think her name is Rachel..&lt;br /&gt;Rachel....I think her last name starts with a...&lt;br /&gt;a W...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all she gave me. I didn't have a clue who she was talking about. After asking a few friends, I figured out that it was this lady. Rachel Weisz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wallpaperez.info/wallpaper/celebrities/m/Rachel-Weisz-1339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.wallpaperez.info/wallpaper/celebrities/m/Rachel-Weisz-1339.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5845142417836793942?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5845142417836793942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5845142417836793942' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5845142417836793942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5845142417836793942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-other-day-i-was-at-create.html' title='Celebrity Look alike??'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-4783143643344722281</id><published>2008-08-22T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:10:37.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enjoyment'/><title type='text'>Survey for a lazy summer day</title><content type='html'>Recent Favourites/Frequents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks: &lt;br /&gt;1. Water&lt;br /&gt;2. Dr Pepper&lt;br /&gt;3. Tropical Smoothie Strawberry Acai something 'er other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Records: &lt;br /&gt;1. Aerosmith - Get A Grip&lt;br /&gt;2. Madonna - Hard Candy&lt;br /&gt;3. Susie's Mix songs including "Dirty Diana", "Hey There Little Insect", "Faith"...etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies: &lt;br /&gt;1. The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;2. What About Bob&lt;br /&gt;3. High Fidelity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV: &lt;br /&gt;1. The Olympics&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't You Wish You Can Dance&lt;br /&gt;3. The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities: &lt;br /&gt;1. Hip Hop Abs&lt;br /&gt;2. Swimming&lt;br /&gt;3. Eating frozen Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foods: &lt;br /&gt;1. Jason's Deli BLT Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;2. Frank and Fina's chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;3. Create Burgers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I'm looking forward to: &lt;br /&gt;1. Going to Mission Beach &lt;br /&gt;2. Hopefully getting into a jewlery making class and a ceramic class&lt;br /&gt;3. Going to the lake tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals i have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish reading the BOM this year&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish making pillows I've already started&lt;br /&gt;3. Work full time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-4783143643344722281?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/4783143643344722281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=4783143643344722281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4783143643344722281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4783143643344722281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/08/survey-for-lazy-summer-day.html' title='Survey for a lazy summer day'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-4278473825423264667</id><published>2008-08-10T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:10:02.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Stephanie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XkbL_nwCyxY/R2nsAoNG_xI/AAAAAAAAAQU/S9gGbNXgS0s/S220/Stephsexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XkbL_nwCyxY/R2nsAoNG_xI/AAAAAAAAAQU/S9gGbNXgS0s/S220/Stephsexy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's Stephanie's birthday next week so I want to dedicate a blog for her. I copied and stole that picture from her blogger...ha! Well...let's start celebrating now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I love Stephanie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We always seem to find eachother and live together&lt;br /&gt;- She loves to dance with me even though we dance really weird&lt;br /&gt;- She is honest even though sometimes the truth is not really what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;- She is always right&lt;br /&gt;- She loves her primary kids hopefully not more than me&lt;br /&gt;- She will usually go out to eat with me when I want...&lt;br /&gt;- We bond while watching reality tv like So You Think You Can Dance&lt;br /&gt;- She is usually right on when it's elimination time on reality tv shows&lt;br /&gt;- She is great to talk to when craving a real deep conversation&lt;br /&gt;- She loves the gospel&lt;br /&gt;- She is just like my mom...in more ways than one&lt;br /&gt;- She can dish and scoop my dad's humor when we eat there for Sunday dinners ::roll eyes::&lt;br /&gt;- She has weathered many storms&lt;br /&gt;- I think it's kinda weird how much she loves pepperoni and soy sauce but it's okay, it's endearing...everyone needs a comfort food/sauce, right?&lt;br /&gt;- I just can't get sick of her!&lt;br /&gt;- She can relate anyone to a song&lt;br /&gt;- She prints coupons so we can eat buy one get one free at Yogels&lt;br /&gt;- She is a safe driver&lt;br /&gt;- She clings to the door when I drive anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a brief list of just a few reasons why I love my dear Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed to know you and to have a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6cngCt8PI/AAAAAAAAACg/BSqMatlfz5c/s1600-h/SSL12475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6cngCt8PI/AAAAAAAAACg/BSqMatlfz5c/s320/SSL12475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232792019481260274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6coKbE1LI/AAAAAAAAACo/h3aw9rVDGgE/s1600-h/SSL12559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6coKbE1LI/AAAAAAAAACo/h3aw9rVDGgE/s320/SSL12559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232792030857712818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6cobslDiI/AAAAAAAAACw/Tno2z2FKQS4/s1600-h/SSL12525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6cobslDiI/AAAAAAAAACw/Tno2z2FKQS4/s320/SSL12525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232792035494530594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6cop165WI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nnrpQr_cVDo/s1600-h/SSL12487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6cop165WI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nnrpQr_cVDo/s320/SSL12487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232792039291807074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6co6zGnYI/AAAAAAAAADA/tu9xyBBZti0/s1600-h/PICT0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SJ6co6zGnYI/AAAAAAAAADA/tu9xyBBZti0/s320/PICT0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232792043843394946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-4278473825423264667?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/4278473825423264667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=4278473825423264667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4278473825423264667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/4278473825423264667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/08/ode-to-stephanie.html' title='Ode to Stephanie'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XkbL_nwCyxY/R2nsAoNG_xI/AAAAAAAAAQU/S9gGbNXgS0s/s72-c/Stephsexy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-8348130392938084102</id><published>2008-07-16T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:40:00.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>NEW YORK!!!!</title><content type='html'>So last week I went to New York City. Deven and Shelley are there for an intership right now and also my Cari is there. The pictures will pretty much give you a good idea of the things we did. Mainly there was miles and miles of walking, lots of eating delicious food, and mega laughter. I had so much fun!!! Well worth every penny. Not to mention my mom and dad came toward the end and treated us to a few meals and took us to a concert...check out the pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uSn0HZnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_Qb7LvnAlkc/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uSn0HZnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_Qb7LvnAlkc/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223733884000626290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regis and Kelly's High Heel a Thon and here is one of the winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uTId9evI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6WAxcpO10xw/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uTId9evI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6WAxcpO10xw/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223733892766071538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelley and I trying to get the naked cowboy in our pic without spending $2 to get one..haha...but this just didn't work..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uTT72dYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/blMSRqpBwOE/s1600-h/PICT0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uTT72dYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/blMSRqpBwOE/s320/PICT0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223733895844230530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deven and I at this way good Mediterranean Resterant right before the National Air Guitar Championship!! WE WERE PUMPED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uT6IzaZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JwiMAno5YBU/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uT6IzaZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JwiMAno5YBU/s320/PICT0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223733906099104146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari and I at the National Air Guitar Championship in Williamsburg. We love Shreddy Mercury!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wVELg8FI/AAAAAAAAABI/2nItT4yRJe8/s1600-h/PICT0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wVELg8FI/AAAAAAAAABI/2nItT4yRJe8/s320/PICT0080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223736124997955666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari and I at WICKED. Highly Recommend. Please see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wVcvgV9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ondLEWo6jps/s1600-h/PICT0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wVcvgV9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ondLEWo6jps/s320/PICT0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223736131591362514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside for brunch. I ate a waffle with vanilla battered chicken. Sounds weird, but delicious. Also, dad had to direct a huge semi so the top of the truck didn't rip a branch off of a tree...instead the tree won. It ripped off the back light of his truck. Sorry light. But BOOOOYAAA to the truck!!!!! Nature always wins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wVlvECMI/AAAAAAAAABY/joYBCKHbMGw/s1600-h/PICT0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wVlvECMI/AAAAAAAAABY/joYBCKHbMGw/s320/PICT0110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223736134005426370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train to see Joe Cocker and Steve Miller Band at Jones Beach Theater. The train was pretty empty. Somehow we found the 6 seats that faced eachother and just made it work, as you can see... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wV5Wj5XI/AAAAAAAAABg/O2BeAf4C5GQ/s1600-h/PICT0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wV5Wj5XI/AAAAAAAAABg/O2BeAf4C5GQ/s320/PICT0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223736139271366002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the concert. With a little help from my friends. Thanks J Cocker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wWIuTlLI/AAAAAAAAABo/2d5pzakDj70/s1600-h/PICT0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5wWIuTlLI/AAAAAAAAABo/2d5pzakDj70/s320/PICT0136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223736143397491890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being a monkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yd27NzoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gE-J-dC8sVo/s1600-h/PICT0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yd27NzoI/AAAAAAAAABw/gE-J-dC8sVo/s320/PICT0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223738475082010242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari and I in Little Italy with gelato. The vanilla was weird. It was ok...the other gelato place in Chelsea's Place was better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yeDOtbXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7Uf9_Thi-dE/s1600-h/PICT0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yeDOtbXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7Uf9_Thi-dE/s320/PICT0155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223738478384999794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAAAT?!" - Kyle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yeeNimoI/AAAAAAAAACA/fr-nuH6NiVA/s1600-h/PICT0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yeeNimoI/AAAAAAAAACA/fr-nuH6NiVA/s320/PICT0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223738485627853442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes better this way. Awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yeyMt36I/AAAAAAAAACI/5a7twPHb_Y8/s1600-h/PICT0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yeyMt36I/AAAAAAAAACI/5a7twPHb_Y8/s320/PICT0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223738490993106850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gelato was so so so tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yfCzZLqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VKLa82OSzlg/s1600-h/PICT0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5yfCzZLqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VKLa82OSzlg/s320/PICT0184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223738495450295970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling.  At Ruby's.  Once again, food was delcious as ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH54SinZDVI/AAAAAAAAACY/tnbiv8PXIFg/s1600-h/PICT0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH54SinZDVI/AAAAAAAAACY/tnbiv8PXIFg/s320/PICT0189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223744877721357650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-8348130392938084102?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/8348130392938084102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=8348130392938084102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/8348130392938084102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/8348130392938084102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-york.html' title='NEW YORK!!!!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SH5uSn0HZnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_Qb7LvnAlkc/s72-c/PICT0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-558651571615389045</id><published>2008-06-29T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:34:23.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>the future is now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SGhvTlEEuxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UtcKLxks3c8/s1600-h/future.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SGhvTlEEuxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UtcKLxks3c8/s320/future.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217542550466116370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me...in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pics of Newport will be up soon! As soon as I can get my hands on some...... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-558651571615389045?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/558651571615389045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=558651571615389045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/558651571615389045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/558651571615389045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/06/future-is-now.html' title='the future is now!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TQcMzaMwiD4/SGhvTlEEuxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UtcKLxks3c8/s72-c/future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-6110642248070728660</id><published>2008-06-12T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:44:53.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bon voyage!</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow I'm heading to beautiful Newport Beach. MMmmm...there are so many fond memories that I have from that place. Growing up we would go every summer with another family to a beach house, on...31 Street?..in the 30's I'm not sure exactally..oh or we's stay at Embassy Suites..nonetheless.. It was so much fun!  My favorite was always to go to the Spaghetti Factory and eating spamoni...going to the surf shops...eating at this hot dog place on the boardwalk....at night we'd go to the beach and we'd have this huge bouncy ball and you'd run up and jump on it and it would FLING you off onto the sand!!!! Haha and one time we were attempting to find a Winchell's Donut shop, and just imagine like 10 kids and 2 moms...wandering all around, must've ended up passing thorugh maybe 5 beaches...and the kids were getting grumpy and tired...and I don't remember if we even found the dang donut shop...or maybe we had to make-do with  another one. Funny. Anyway...we stay somewhere else now, but it is still so much fun. I will be back...in about a week...hopefully I can get some cool pictures... aloha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pictopia.com/perl/get_image?provider_id=10&amp;size=550x550_mb&amp;ptp_photo_id=462673"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pictopia.com/perl/get_image?provider_id=10&amp;size=550x550_mb&amp;ptp_photo_id=462673" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-6110642248070728660?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/6110642248070728660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=6110642248070728660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6110642248070728660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6110642248070728660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/06/bon-voyage.html' title='bon voyage!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-5814674157907050261</id><published>2008-06-11T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:40:00.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Get ready Big Apple....</title><content type='html'>..because here I come!!!  Yep, I just bought a plane ticket to New York City for about a week in July. The best part is...I have my brother and sister in law and cousin there...oh and not to mention my parents will be there some of the time as me as well. It doesn't get any better than that! &lt;br /&gt;Things to do...&lt;br /&gt;See Wicked&lt;br /&gt;Explore&lt;br /&gt;Shop&lt;br /&gt;Eat&lt;br /&gt;No sleep allowed&lt;br /&gt;Well...that's all I've got...any suggestions???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chaosmint.com/macintosh/moxiepix/b1_64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.chaosmint.com/macintosh/moxiepix/b1_64.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-5814674157907050261?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5814674157907050261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=5814674157907050261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5814674157907050261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/5814674157907050261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-ready-big-apple.html' title='Get ready Big Apple....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-469116790246268007</id><published>2008-06-09T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:47:02.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Spring has turned into Summer...almost....</title><content type='html'>So last Wednesday I put my 2 weeks notice in at Diesel...I really loved working there, and the people were so much fun, I made some really great friends...but it was time to move on. I'd like to focus more attention to the hair sculpting bizz. So now I'm only working at Vintage. Pretty excited. The receptionist couldn't be here today, so I'm here helping her out. I need to stay occupied, so I will share a few sight-for-sore-eyes wardrobe accesories that I've found here on the great WWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few of Urban Outfitters'ss bests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14175384_80_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14175384_80_b?$prodmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14490643_92_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14490643_92_b?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14521009_10_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14521009_10_b?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14833024_01_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14833024_01_b?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/13339486_01_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/13339486_01_b?$detailmain$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-469116790246268007?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/469116790246268007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=469116790246268007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/469116790246268007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/469116790246268007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-last-wednesday-i-put-my-2-weeks.html' title='Spring has turned into Summer...almost....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045985542834676791.post-6721071626274229780</id><published>2008-06-08T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:23:26.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><title type='text'>Summer Obsessions</title><content type='html'>A. Frozen Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1. Red Mango (so good but so far away)&lt;br /&gt;          a. Original and/or Green Tea with Chocolate Chips and Mochi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.schemamag.ca/archive2/images/pinkberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.schemamag.ca/archive2/images/pinkberry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      2. Orange Pearl (they always give you sooo much!)&lt;br /&gt;          a. Pomegranate with chocolate chips and a fruit, probably I'd pick mango&lt;br /&gt;      3. Kiwi Berry (ehh...they be ok...)&lt;br /&gt;          a. Original with probably something chocolate like, chips, or mango, oh or mochi heck ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiwiberry.com/images/12forKEJ2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.kiwiberry.com/images/12forKEJ2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.  Bike Rides&lt;br /&gt;       1. Easy going bikes rides, perferably not uphill, because I just have a beach cruiser, not made for hills!  Especially around my neighborhood...so enjoyable and relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xyzbikes.com/news/wp-content/photos/PICT0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.xyzbikes.com/news/wp-content/photos/PICT0428.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.  Yoga&lt;br /&gt;       1. I know what all you are thinking "Yeah right"...but for real, I have done it the last couple of days, because Stephanie has a vhs tape of a yoga workout, and I tell ya, I feel so good afterwards, and sore, and without even sweating that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explodeyourworkout.com/images/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.explodeyourworkout.com/images/yoga.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4045985542834676791-6721071626274229780?l=dianastephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/feeds/6721071626274229780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045985542834676791&amp;postID=6721071626274229780' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6721071626274229780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045985542834676791/posts/default/6721071626274229780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianastephens.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-obsessions.html' title='Summer Obsessions'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04671182772624061387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
