<?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-35941950</id><updated>2012-01-22T09:47:58.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi's Little World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-8792201250081896433</id><published>2008-09-04T21:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:22:24.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SMCJvBro4hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kVtIYSnmOas/s1600-h/CIMG6323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242341407257584146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SMCJvBro4hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kVtIYSnmOas/s400/CIMG6323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was the first day of co-op. I really don't enjoy co-op that much and I was pretty nervous and anxious about teaching Michigan History and the dreaded Mrs. Osborn’s writing. Then I remembered a verse Pastor Colp preached about two weeks ago. Philippians 4: 6-7, 'Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your heart and your minds in Christ Jesus.' So I got my Bible out and started to memorize it. I just kept repeating it over and over and I felt so much more peaceful starting co-op. I also had my LMC class tonight, which I really hated the first one. So I kept saying the verse over and over on the way there. And I had an amazing class! And even made a friend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-8792201250081896433?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8792201250081896433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=8792201250081896433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/8792201250081896433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/8792201250081896433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/09/power-of-prayer.html' title='The Power of Prayer...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SMCJvBro4hI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kVtIYSnmOas/s72-c/CIMG6323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-7831641826990007305</id><published>2008-09-02T15:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:36:12.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 1st day of school :(</title><content type='html'>Today was my last first day of Highschool. And also my first, first day of college. Since My Math class doesn't start till tonight, my 2 co-op classes don't start till Thursday and I don't start Spanish till tomorrow I only had 2 subjects to do today: Accounting and Government. (Keep in mind that I already started these books before today) And boy did I get alot done today!!! I have completed my first 15 days of Accounting and the first 5 days of Government (minus starting a 2 page paper) !!!! I also planned the class time of my Michigan History class and babysat for 3 1/2 hours!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus, Thank you for helping me get so much done today and please keep me motivated this school year! Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-7831641826990007305?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7831641826990007305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=7831641826990007305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/7831641826990007305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/7831641826990007305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-1st-day-of-school.html' title='Last 1st day of school :('/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-2815326880554726059</id><published>2008-08-27T23:35:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:37:14.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer days are driften away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naomi's top 10 summer events (that I can think of):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Being TP’d....... twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the times I have td'd other people it was bound to happen sometime or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239413284882345874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYin3zf75I/AAAAAAAAACQ/mT8jjzcwg1w/s400/n1267590001_71880_5157.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 9. Once again being an only child again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This takes alot of adjusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.Fair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239414242143609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYjfl4XoOI/AAAAAAAAACo/MMbat9a5AEk/s400/n1267590001_86500_7877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me with the trophy I won in 2002!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239415228479434818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYkZARJ8EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2h9nLaUNTT8/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I won Reserve Champion for my picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Parents in Pennsylvania &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239416324535536258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYlYzZSyoI/AAAAAAAAADA/7E1izawHvSU/s400/23353b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IYC &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239417470567626370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYmbgsotoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m5xfix3lPwQ/s400/CIMG5780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239417097895664578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYmF0Yt28I/AAAAAAAAADI/EdQyfmvls-M/s400/CIMG5783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Babysitting &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239418004255269394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYm6k1r4hI/AAAAAAAAADY/GaJe6ifMZ_k/s400/ian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do like babysitting most of the time. Here I am with Ian and Zach. I love playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;4.Surfing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239418365802211298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYnPntMZ-I/AAAAAAAAADg/oXKKvEbmntQ/s400/04240013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239418659407259634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYngteF5_I/AAAAAAAAADo/oZqAn1sFu2c/s400/04240017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O my gosh! I got to go surfing in California! Best surprise ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Getting a car &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239421284592735890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYp5hDFVpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-TnGkZ2POvo/s400/honda+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what it looks like on the inside minus the manuel.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239421370995483826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYp-i7GpLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ItpfXqf4jjw/s400/honda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Mexico &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239419113582051090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYn7JZzPxI/AAAAAAAAADw/dsoFAA9Bs94/s400/CIMG5528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239420143291191314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYo3FXl0BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/G36Bx6iGJMM/s400/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239420251485509250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYo9YbIFoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/stiexIMrLYo/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the second summer I got to build a house for a family in Tijuana, Mexico. It's such an amazing experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romans 12&lt;br /&gt;1.Abby’and Aaron's Wedding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239421114175706898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYpvmMf1xI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D5h0hNsU9Z4/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-2815326880554726059?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2815326880554726059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=2815326880554726059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2815326880554726059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2815326880554726059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-days-are-driften-away.html' title='Summer days are driften away....'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SLYin3zf75I/AAAAAAAAACQ/mT8jjzcwg1w/s72-c/n1267590001_71880_5157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-1095563321265149443</id><published>2008-07-03T09:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:16:46.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy goes home :(</title><content type='html'>Jeremy went home this week :( It was so sad. I hope they choose him for the next Bacheltor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that DeAnna chooses Jason. They seem like they whould be a much better couple than DeAnna and Jesse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-1095563321265149443?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1095563321265149443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=1095563321265149443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/1095563321265149443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/1095563321265149443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeremy-goes-home.html' title='Jeremy goes home :('/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-6118751160853694213</id><published>2008-06-26T12:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:04:54.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelorette; Graham went home :(</title><content type='html'>I was so sad Graham was sent home. But Deannas reasons for sending him home were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though the Call out order would be:&lt;br /&gt;Jason (she really seemed to like his family and son)&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesse and Graham.&lt;br /&gt;Boy did I get it wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real call out order:&lt;br /&gt;Jesse (I really don't like him)&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she said Jesse first I knew Graham was going home. I will be so mad if she sends Jeremy or Jason home next!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that it will either be Jason or Jesse going home next week. I'm really hoping it's Jesse! I think if Jesse wins the show I will be really really really mad! If Jeremy doesn't win I think that he would make a really good Bachelor. He's rich, a lawyer, has a really nice house and most importantly..... he is really hot :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. I can't decide if I like Jason or Jeremy more!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-6118751160853694213?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6118751160853694213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=6118751160853694213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/6118751160853694213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/6118751160853694213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/bachelorette-graham-went-home.html' title='The Bachelorette; Graham went home :('/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-8103697201069262731</id><published>2008-06-18T20:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:55:41.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelorette</title><content type='html'>Well, Deanna how now narrowed is down it 4 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/97/0000048497_20080507141459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/97/0000048497_20080507141459.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite is Jason. He is 31 and an account executive. He also has an adorable 3 year old named Ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/95/0000048495_20080507141457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/95/0000048495_20080507141457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My close second is Jeremy. Jeremy is a 30 year old Real estate attorney. Both guys seem to have true feeling for Deanna. And they both know what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/99/0000048499_20080507141501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/99/0000048499_20080507141501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham is a complete hottie. He is 29 and a Professional basketball player. I think he and Deanna are so cute together, and they really like each other. But when it comes down to it, Deanna wants a man who is ready to get married and comit to her right now, and Graham isn't ready to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/94/0000048494_20080507141456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/94/0000048494_20080507141456.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesse is my least favorite. He is 26 and a Professional snowboarder. He is all wrong for Deanna. They seem more like friends than anything. Plus he is the only guy remaining that hasn't kissed her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing after the home town dates either Jesse or Graham will go home. For sure I'm guessing Jason and Jeremy will be in the top two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-8103697201069262731?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8103697201069262731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=8103697201069262731' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/8103697201069262731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/8103697201069262731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/bachelorette_18.html' title='The Bachelorette'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-7477404460665253521</id><published>2008-06-04T15:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:42:41.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelorette</title><content type='html'>This season of “The Bachelorette” the bachelorette is Deanna Papas who was on “The Bachelor” with Brad Womak. How ever Brad broke her heart and sent her home. Now Deanna is back to find her husband. As of right now we are 3 episodes in to the season. Deanna has gone from 25 bachelors to 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 3, Deanna chose Richard to go on a 1 on 1 date with her. But because she didn’t see her and Richard as being more than friends, he was sent home. Because of this tension with the boys grew because now they could see how serious Deanna was in this process. The next date was a group date with Brian, Sean, Jesse, Graham, Fred, Robert, Twilly, Jeremy, Paul and Ron. When Deanna had 1 on 1 time with Ron she chose to spend it talking about how she was mad that Ron was giving Jeremy a hard time for being chosen 2 weeks in a row to live in the house with Deanna (The first 3 roses given out go to the 3 men who will be living in the house with Deanna). In the end, Roberts opening up to Deanna earned him the date rose. The second 1 on 1 date was with Jason. Jason told Deanna for the first time about his 3 year old son, Ty. In the end, Deanna gave him a rose. Deanna brought all the men on the ellen show to get her opinion of the group. Ellen gave out a rose to Fred because of how he opened up. On elimination night Deanna gave Jason a star named after his son, Ty, to show how she was totally okay with Jason having a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose call out order:&lt;br /&gt;Robert – date rose&lt;br /&gt;Jason- date rose&lt;br /&gt;Fred- date rose&lt;br /&gt;Twilly&lt;br /&gt;Jesse&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;br /&gt;Graham&lt;br /&gt;Sean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending home:&lt;br /&gt;Richard&lt;br /&gt;Ron&lt;br /&gt;Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite to least favorite:&lt;br /&gt;*Jason&lt;br /&gt;*Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;*Graham&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;br /&gt;Jesse&lt;br /&gt;Fred&lt;br /&gt;Robert&lt;br /&gt;Sean&lt;br /&gt;Twilly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-7477404460665253521?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7477404460665253521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=7477404460665253521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/7477404460665253521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/7477404460665253521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/bachelorette.html' title='The Bachelorette'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-2233121937028022996</id><published>2008-05-22T13:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:19:10.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: May cause panic attack</title><content type='html'>There are many benefits having a small car. Like come better mpg, easier to back up (for me at least)... However for people like me. Car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;manufacturing&lt;/span&gt; companies may want the consider the following: Warning: serious side effects from this car may be death... from panic attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SDWpp6JqejI/AAAAAAAAACI/C7mndOyJrXc/s1600-h/warning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203251481945995826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SDWpp6JqejI/AAAAAAAAACI/C7mndOyJrXc/s400/warning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Why do I think this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;? you may be asking yourselves. Well. My first panic attack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; was at Martins. I was in the parking lot when a man asked me: Did you lose your car? I guess is was pretty obvious because what kind of person walks around the martins parking lot for 5 minuets with grocery bags in hand! and this is only the beginning of my many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fyi&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Walmarts&lt;/span&gt; parking lot may seem big, but when searching for your car in it, it feels like a city!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-2233121937028022996?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2233121937028022996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=2233121937028022996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2233121937028022996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2233121937028022996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/05/warning-may-cause-panic-attack.html' title='Warning: May cause panic attack'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SDWpp6JqejI/AAAAAAAAACI/C7mndOyJrXc/s72-c/warning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-793207372550848988</id><published>2008-05-07T11:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:16:21.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>*As you may have noticed I am not the best at keeping my blog updated. I am sorry. I normally blog from my Moms computer because my computer freezes up a lot making the blogging process take forever. My Moms computer got a virus so it is in the shop and my computer is being blocked by a couch and a chair. Now, enough with the excuses!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Yesterday was such a pretty day! I am so happy when days like that come around. I didn't even really mind mowing.&lt;br /&gt;*I think I want to run a 5k. I've never done something like that and I think it may be fun. Does anybody want to be my accountability partner and do it with me?&lt;br /&gt;*Tomorrow is the last day of co-op. PTL. One more year baby! Next year I am only doing 2nd and 3rd hour at co-op. Second hour 1st semester I will be taking Mrs. Osborn’s research writing class and 2nd semester I will be taking speech. I am really excited about 3rd hour because I will be teaching the 3rd-4th grade Michigan History class. I really like history.&lt;br /&gt;*Abby is graduating from college on Saturday. She is getting really old! I'm really glad she is my sister :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-793207372550848988?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/793207372550848988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=793207372550848988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/793207372550848988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/793207372550848988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/05/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-2027471417054782467</id><published>2008-04-24T22:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:36:03.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can it get much better than this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193004804780535218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SBFCWzHXLbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Lw4jpuxtZ-s/s200/CIMG4511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I get jealous that other kids get to go to school and see their friends all day. But sometimes it is nice to be homeschooled. Like when it's 75 degrees outside and I get to do school outside laying out (and drinking lemonade), when other kids are cooped up in a building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193005650889092546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SBFDIDHXLcI/AAAAAAAAACA/_K0bV87BJg8/s200/CIMG4520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-2027471417054782467?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2027471417054782467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=2027471417054782467' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2027471417054782467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2027471417054782467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-it-get-much-better-than-this.html' title='Can it get much better than this?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SBFCWzHXLbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Lw4jpuxtZ-s/s72-c/CIMG4511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-3535925535507202402</id><published>2008-04-17T22:50:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:10:02.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Takin' a dip...in Lake Michigan...in APRIL!</title><content type='html'>So Beth and I went for a dip in Lake Michigan tonight! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgQr994zhI/AAAAAAAAABY/X74eX8_z1C8/s1600-h/CIMG3277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190416918099054098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgQr994zhI/AAAAAAAAABY/X74eX8_z1C8/s400/CIMG3277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190416527257030146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgQVN94zgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LaZ0ZrXkSII/s400/CIMG3278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190414573046910418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgOjd94zdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KlCiXvzm6pg/s400/CIMG3283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgONd94zcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wEMzrtFAu4o/s1600-h/CIMG3282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190414195089788354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgONd94zcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wEMzrtFAu4o/s400/CIMG3282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were a little nervous at first..........................but we were both really excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ccab7a8b84ff408" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ccab7a8b84ff408%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331091347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CBF026EBD6903CA4EDF610E40CC9E43CC793573.76BC83881713665EE7ADD462A8C40C674250CE08%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ccab7a8b84ff408%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2D-m5HSMWCVFW6Ao2USv64oy9c4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ccab7a8b84ff408%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331091347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CBF026EBD6903CA4EDF610E40CC9E43CC793573.76BC83881713665EE7ADD462A8C40C674250CE08%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ccab7a8b84ff408%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2D-m5HSMWCVFW6Ao2USv64oy9c4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth dipping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-baf09a2ac1453d53" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbaf09a2ac1453d53%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331091347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23C138B0EBF1ABF1D3514771FF46D82A440D1F4C.94A65AF84DCE90045EA272C610EBBAB394A1DD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbaf09a2ac1453d53%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX23tGmsVARhZVbKPAg_v4MGVkSo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbaf09a2ac1453d53%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331091347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23C138B0EBF1ABF1D3514771FF46D82A440D1F4C.94A65AF84DCE90045EA272C610EBBAB394A1DD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbaf09a2ac1453d53%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX23tGmsVARhZVbKPAg_v4MGVkSo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And me going in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-3535925535507202402?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ccab7a8b84ff408&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=baf09a2ac1453d53&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3535925535507202402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=3535925535507202402' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/3535925535507202402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/3535925535507202402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/taken-dipin-lake-michiganin-april.html' title='Takin&apos; a dip...in Lake Michigan...in APRIL!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAgQr994zhI/AAAAAAAAABY/X74eX8_z1C8/s72-c/CIMG3277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-3785679396643853118</id><published>2008-04-14T21:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:05:56.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAQMz994zbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/f6C6_7B4Wek/s1600-h/procrastination1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Procrastination is the thief of time.” - Edward Young (1683-1765)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to dictionary.com procrastination is the act of putting off or delaying or deferring an action to a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAQMVt94zZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8bmDBJaidpA/s1600-h/procrastination.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189286237893610898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAQMVt94zZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8bmDBJaidpA/s400/procrastination.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you every find yourself saying any of the following?:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm more productive when I work under pressure, so I'm postponing all my work until the pressure builds up and then I'll get it done easily."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know how to do this problem, so I'm waiting until I know how before I do it."&lt;br /&gt;"This task isn't getting done because I really don't want to do it. And that's the honest truth"&lt;br /&gt;"Relax. The world isn't going to come to an end if this doesn't get done."&lt;br /&gt;"This job is easier to do when I'm in the mood, and I'm simply not in the mood right now."&lt;br /&gt;"I waited until the last moment before and it worked out okay, so why not this time?"&lt;br /&gt;"If I wait until the last minute, I won't spend so much time on it."&lt;br /&gt;"If I do this work right now, I'll miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime social event."&lt;br /&gt;"I've worked on this for so long that I have no interest or energy for it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever said any of these, chances are that you spend percentages of time procrastinating. You can also take this test at &lt;a href="http://discoveryhealth.queendom.com/procrastination_short_access.html"&gt;http://discoveryhealth.queendom.com/procrastination_short_access.html&lt;/a&gt; to find out just how much you procrastinate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is a complex psychological behavior that affects everyone to some degree or another. With some it can be a minor problem; with others it is a source of considerable stress and anxiety. Procrastination is only remotely related to time management, (procrastinators often know exactly what they should be doing, even if they cannot do it), which is why very detailed schedules usually are no help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do we procrastingate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult - the task seems hard to do; we naturally tend to avoid difficult things in favor of those which seem easy to us.&lt;br /&gt;Time-consuming - the task will take large blocks of time, and large blocks of time are unavailable until the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Lack of knowledge or skills - no one wants to make mistakes, so wait until you learn how before you start.&lt;br /&gt;Fears - everyone will know how you screwed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps to the Cure&lt;br /&gt;Realize you are delaying something unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;Discover the real reasons for your delay. List them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm delaying on ________ because&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for Delay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1._______________ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2._______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3._______________ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4._______________&lt;br /&gt;Arguments Against Delay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispute those real reasons and overcome them. Be vigorous.&lt;br /&gt;Begin the task.&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is reinforcing - every time you delay, it reinforces your negative attitude toward that task. Every time you put off something you dislike, you:&lt;br /&gt;strengthen the habit of not doing;&lt;br /&gt;practice avoidance instead of participation;&lt;br /&gt;avoid acquiring training and skills, and&lt;br /&gt;indoctrinate yourself with fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastingation is something you must keep working on. But once you’ve got in better habits you'll be able to resolve any situation much more quickly which in turn will enhance your feelings of self-confidence. When you do succeed, take time to savor the moment so you will remember how good it feels. This will help the next time you need encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;Treat the discovery process like a game, and have some fun with yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-3785679396643853118?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3785679396643853118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=3785679396643853118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/3785679396643853118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/3785679396643853118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/SAQMVt94zZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8bmDBJaidpA/s72-c/procrastination.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-8088061627376817519</id><published>2008-04-14T19:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:18:14.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Co-op 4 weeks and counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kenigma.us/Ecstatic_Bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://kenigma.us/Ecstatic_Bride.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am pretty excited about only having 4 more weeks of co-op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I am going on a college visit this Thursday so I will miss the class time this week (ptl).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-8088061627376817519?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8088061627376817519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=8088061627376817519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/8088061627376817519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/8088061627376817519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/co-op-4-weeks-and-counting.html' title='Co-op 4 weeks and counting'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-2871747987841203624</id><published>2008-04-11T15:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:12:03.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/R_-3Pl6XxKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xU8M8_Wfyc0/s1600-h/CIMG4431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188066774256960674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/R_-3Pl6XxKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xU8M8_Wfyc0/s400/CIMG4431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Saturday I went to a cubs game...and it was really fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-2871747987841203624?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2871747987841203624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=2871747987841203624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2871747987841203624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2871747987841203624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/04/cubs.html' title='Cubs'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_D7jSxNJsa1k/R_-3Pl6XxKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xU8M8_Wfyc0/s72-c/CIMG4431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-2728089659780785141</id><published>2007-12-04T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:50:38.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The weather outside is frightful!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first time I have ever driven by myself on icy roads. I had Christmas music on and was singing a driving. It look me 25 minutes to get home from Panera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=xhXKXQeLYKc"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=xhXKXQeLYKc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This youtube video is really funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-2728089659780785141?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2728089659780785141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=2728089659780785141' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2728089659780785141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2728089659780785141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2007/12/weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='The weather outside is frightful!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-4350019588841424248</id><published>2007-10-17T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T08:48:01.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't it be nice if we were older...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/11/21/22272111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/11/21/22272111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Things to do today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~Take Worldview test &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~Do 500 hours of Worldview homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~Do other school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~Babysit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~D-groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~See Beth!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-4350019588841424248?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4350019588841424248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=4350019588841424248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/4350019588841424248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/4350019588841424248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2007/10/wouldnt-it-be-nice-if-we-were-older.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t it be nice if we were older...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-2566260656149744995</id><published>2007-10-14T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:06:15.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Seeing as both my sisters update their blogs regularly, I have decided to (try to) do the same. On Friday my parents went to Hillsdale to see Abby. It was really nice having the house all to myself. It's hard to explain but, with just me and my mom home all the time it's like I'm alone but not really. I'm alone in the seance I not going to go just hang out with her, yet not alone in the seance I can't go around the house doing (or wearing) what ever I want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;School has been so annoying lately. I'm so busy with babysitting it's hard to discipline myself to do it. But I'm getting better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Things to do/have done today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Spend time with my Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Do school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Youth Group hayride!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-2566260656149744995?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2566260656149744995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=2566260656149744995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2566260656149744995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/2566260656149744995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahh.html' title='Ahh...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-1417562348188631012</id><published>2007-07-19T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T23:02:01.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/12/02/House_051202011818170_wideweb__300x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/12/02/House_051202011818170_wideweb__300x450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth and I rented the first disk of the first season of house, and I really like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-1417562348188631012?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1417562348188631012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=1417562348188631012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/1417562348188631012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/1417562348188631012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2007/07/house.html' title='House'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116527924597898386</id><published>2006-12-04T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T19:40:45.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nativity Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5749/4008/1600/452577/Nativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5749/4008/200/108882/Nativity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to go see The Nativity Story. The thing I didn't like about it though, was that it is way to predictable. haha. Just kidding! I really loved this movie. A lot, a lot. I highly recommend going to see it.&lt;br /&gt;On the car ride home Beth said the only part she really didn't like was when John (the Baptist) was being circumcised as a baby. So I said (like from Monsters Inc.) "Put that thing back where it came from" we were all laughing (Well, not my Dad) so I finished the song, " Or so help, so help me...And CUT!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116527924597898386?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116527924597898386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116527924597898386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116527924597898386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116527924597898386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/12/nativity-story.html' title='The Nativity Story'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116358665753029852</id><published>2006-11-15T05:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:32:30.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A not-so-fun night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I have been having one not-fun night. My throat hurts so bad to breath, swallowing is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 pm. Try to fall asleep and &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 pm. Take my mom's computer and watch LOST in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;12:00 am. I was so cold I was shivering uncontrollably so I got the thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;12:00 am. 98.2 F. I am normally only like 97.5 F. I fill my water bottle with ice water and go back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;1:30 am. LOST gets over. 99.7 F. I go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;3:20 am. I wake up. 99.5 F. I go out in the kitchen and make hot lemonade with honey. I also get Smallville to watch in bed.&lt;br /&gt;3:42 am. I get back to bed. 100.0 F.&lt;br /&gt;4:10 am. 99.8 F.&lt;br /&gt;5:10 am. 99.3 F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired yet I can't fall asleep. Total Sleep So Far: About 1 hour and 50 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116358665753029852?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116358665753029852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116358665753029852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116358665753029852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116358665753029852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-so-fun-night.html' title='A not-so-fun night'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116285743001416418</id><published>2006-11-06T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:57:10.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michigan vs. Ball State</title><content type='html'>The Michigan game was so amazing on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/DSC04226.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Kaela and Abby walking to the game from our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/DSC04229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/DSC04230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and me when the Score was Ball State 9, Michigan 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/DSC04254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Beth, and Kaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/DSC04263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaela and me being goof balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Michigan. This game was a boat load of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116285743001416418?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116285743001416418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116285743001416418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116285743001416418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116285743001416418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/11/michigan-vs-ball-state.html' title='Michigan vs. Ball State'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116226927651946044</id><published>2006-10-30T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:34:36.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was thinking. What should I be for my costume party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a Monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or Jim Carrey's "Eroding, ERODING!" from Bruce Almighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be a person who's plastic surgery was botched and the doctors put to much colligen in my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curling tongue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to be, what to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that will just be a ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/DSC04178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/200/DSC04178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUR...............................P....................................RIS.....................................E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116226927651946044?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116226927651946044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116226927651946044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116226927651946044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116226927651946044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/10/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116162426944337959</id><published>2006-10-23T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:24:29.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting week</title><content type='html'>My life is such a crazy mess this week.&lt;br /&gt;Today: Just school&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Baby-sit 3 Jobs (9:15 - 11:15) (1:30 - 5:00) (6 - ?) and School&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-Baby sit 2 jobs (9-12) (1:30 - 5:00) School and D*Groups.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Co-op&lt;br /&gt;Friday: School and 1 babysitting job (1:30 - 5)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: school most likely, also probably working with my Dad on the house. 1 babysitting job (6 - ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: Lots of Money&lt;br /&gt;Down side: Have to wake up earlier to do school :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love babysitting, the kids I watch are you so darn cute :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116162426944337959?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116162426944337959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116162426944337959' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116162426944337959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116162426944337959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/10/babysitting-week.html' title='Babysitting week'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116143715483893596</id><published>2006-10-21T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T09:25:54.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 20th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/theguardian_earlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/theguardian_earlyposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday I had a lazy day. Thursday Night I went to sleep at 9:30 and Woke up Friday morning at 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Went out to breakfast with my mom&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Went to work at my beautiful new house. (It's almost finished being roofed!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Went to go see The Guardian with Morgan. (It is a very terrifying movie) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Went shopping with Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt;Went to go show Morgan my beautiful new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/theprestige_releaseposter.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &gt;Came home and changed&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Went to go The Prestige with Seth, Kaela, Micah, Beth, and Sam. (AHHH CREEEPY!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Went to DQ with Kaela, Beth, and Seth. (Brittney and Aryn came later)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kaela came over and watched lost with us.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I fell asleep while watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116143715483893596?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116143715483893596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116143715483893596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116143715483893596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116143715483893596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday-20th.html' title='Friday the 20th.'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35941950.post-116070992593759270</id><published>2006-10-12T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:47:47.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabrial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/1600/Caleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5749/4008/320/Caleb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that it is snowing already?!? Today I built a snowman. Every year when it first snows I (in past times my sisters did it with me) make a snowman and name him Gabrial, and call him our little brother.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell he is our brother by the Pink polka dotted scarf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35941950-116070992593759270?l=pinkridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/feeds/116070992593759270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35941950&amp;postID=116070992593759270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116070992593759270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35941950/posts/default/116070992593759270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2006/10/gabrial.html' title='Gabrial'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11613707489373541610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/Mim_s/DSC03715.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
