<?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-3203417544559125352</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:46:58.076-04:00</updated><category term='Childhood'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='30DBJ'/><category term='Bad Hair'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Pages'/><category term='Family'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='beach'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Em&apos;s Got Talent'/><category term='Job Search'/><category term='Wine'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Bridesmaid'/><category term='Quote'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='First Post'/><category term='I&apos;m Boring'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Bloggers'/><category term='Favorite Photos'/><category term='Food'/><category term='about me'/><category term='Don&apos;t Piss Me Off'/><category term='My Boring Life'/><category term='Cool Stuff'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='vacay'/><category term='Blog Maintenance'/><category term='Emotional'/><category term='Bethesda'/><category term='Claire&apos;s Wedding'/><category term='Bachelorette Party'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Leap Begins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-4845212480540382781</id><published>2010-10-13T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:55:30.907-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Maintenance'/><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>Blogger is giving me...problems. So I'm breaking up with it. All of that "it's not you, it's me" crap...no. It IS you, Blogger. You suck. As LeBron would say, "I'm taking my talents to Wordpress." (If you're not from Cleveland or "Souf Beach" you may not understand what I'm talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please add my new blog (with the same name), &lt;a href="http://aleapbegins.wordpress.com/"&gt;A Leap Begins&lt;/a&gt;, to your readers. Hopefully Wordpress will be as mind-blowingly awesome as everyone says it is. Forgive the elementary design for the moment. I'll figure out how to spruce it up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-4845212480540382781?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4845212480540382781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4845212480540382781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4845212480540382781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-1950048589729622787</id><published>2010-10-13T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:40:35.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Guest Post!</title><content type='html'>My dear friend &lt;a href="http://littlewedplanblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; got married over the weekend and now she's on her honeymoon. Guess what that means...&lt;a href="http://littlewedplanblog.wordpress.com/2010/10/13/what-a-bride-wants-to-hear/"&gt;I'm guest-posting for her&lt;/a&gt;! So please head on over to her blog and read about what I think brides *really* want to hear on their wedding day. Oh, and wish her a big congratulations, too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-1950048589729622787?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1950048589729622787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1950048589729622787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1950048589729622787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/10/guest-post.html' title='Guest Post!'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-8949403281091339093</id><published>2010-10-11T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:47:04.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Oh that &lt;a href="http://kjpugs.wordpress.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt;. She's a sneaky one. &lt;a href="http://kjpugs.wordpress.com/2010/10/08/tag-im-it/"&gt;Tagging me in this fun lil blog game&lt;/a&gt;. And thennn the lovely &lt;a href="http://theluckiestinlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura &lt;/a&gt;tagged me! So here are my long-winded  answers to the questions they posed. Be sure to read all to the end to  find out if I tagged you and what questions I want *you* to answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First  up, Kelly's Qs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. If you could pick any one animal to have as a pet, what would you  choose?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Love. Monkeys. Omg I die for them. While I would love to give any primate a loving home, this guy stole my heart when I played with him in Roatan, Honduras. So cute, right? I think it's a spider monkey? Yeah, we'll go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TLJiM2OcvQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zyJwrE-D5dI/s1600/n12300586_36775379_1703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TLJiM2OcvQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zyJwrE-D5dI/s400/n12300586_36775379_1703.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I do not know those children. Clearly I was photo-bombed.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What is the weirdest injury you have ever sustained?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I plan on doing a more in-depth post about this over on my wedding blog, but I'm currently going through some...trauma due to my wedding shoes. This is what my toes looked like 3 weeks after my wedding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TLJkT90Rd8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZoJsAIC8MwY/s1600/IMG_0469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TLJkT90Rd8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZoJsAIC8MwY/s400/IMG_0469.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's BRUISING. From my WEDDING SHOES. Now? They look even worse. Like, WAY worse. As in, my left big toe is half the size it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What is the worst insult you’ve ever received?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Junior year of high school I was at an after-party for a school dance. I was being my silly, sarcastic self, and apparently some girl didn't like that too much. Her name was Emily, coincidentally. Anyway, she called me a C U Next Tuesday, stuck out her tongue and sprayed spit all over me. That was cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Which character from &lt;i&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt; was your favorite? And if you  didn’t watch &lt;i&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt;… who the F are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't a hugely loyal Friends fan, unfortunately. I'd have to say Rachel was my fave because she was the prettiest and had the best hair. Yes, I'm shallow. No, I will not apologize for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What is the best “go-to” recipe in your arsenal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can my answer be the take-out menu drawer? Those never fail me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okaayyyy. I must say that I'm pretty good at making fish. Tilapia is my favorite fish because of it's mild flavor and ability to pair well with a variety of seasonings. I like to grill it, pan sear it, or broil it. Yum in every way! This recipe for &lt;a href="http://smokymountaincafe.blogspot.com/2010/07/chili-rubbed-tilapia.html"&gt;chili-rubbed tilapia&lt;/a&gt; (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://smokymountaincafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smoky Mountain Cafe&lt;/a&gt;) is delicious and SO easy. Like, legit fool-proof. I serve it with rice and also green beans, which I saute in the leftover oil/chili powder. Mmmm I might make it this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. If you could go back and change one detail of your life, what would  you change and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oooh tough one. I'm a big believer of living with no regrets. However, I really think it's somewhat unavoidable. So, if I could go back and change one thing, I would be a better student. I got good grades in school, took advanced and AP classes, but I just wasn't a very good student. I don't *like* school. I like to learn, but I don't like the traditional school environment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Which of the 50 United States would you least like to live in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The coldest ones. I'm looking at you, Alaska.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. What was your favorite class in high school or college?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't we JUST cover the fact that I don't like school? Ha! The one class that sticks out is my Great Films and Literature class from high school. I had a major crush on the teacher so I looked forward to it every day.&amp;nbsp; Don't ask me what we learned...clearly I absorbed nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Laura's Qs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; If you could live anywhere in the US (and have your  family/friends/job there) where would you choose?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live here already! I LOVE love loooove DC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. How did you meet your significant other?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughhh I hate answering this question. MySpace. There. I said it. So embarrassing.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What's your favorite trip/vacation you've taken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm that's a tough one. While I absolutely loved our honeymoon, the first vacation Josh and I took together (a cruise) is probably my favorite. We were only about 4 months into our "official" relationship, but decided to take a leap of faith and spend a week together in a 108 square foot cabin on a boat. We had a blast and aside from a few spats, didn't fight at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Who do you most look up to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, hands down. She's awesome, strong, independent, beautiful, intelligent, and so much more. If I can be even a quarter of the woman she is, I'll be a happy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What's your favorite holiday and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday! No? That's not an option? Boo :( Well, I do enjoy a good 4th of July celebration. Thanksgiving is awesome because of all the food (and my mom makes the most BOMB-ASS gravy that I could literally drink from a cup.) And of course, Christmas because let's be real, who doesn't like presents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Who is the person who knows you best?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is absolutely the person who knows me best. I share *almost* everything with him (certain things my friends tell me I keep to myself.) He's always the first person I want to call with exciting news or something cool. My mom comes in at a very close second :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What do you do for a living? Is it what you pictured yourself  doing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm unemployed :( I want to get into event planning, which is not what I pictured doing, but what I believe I'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. What's one thing that brightens your day without fail?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My boys, Tyler and Joey :) See sidebar to look at their cute mugs. How could they NOT make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was crazy. Here are your questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Who would be your partner on &lt;i&gt;The Amazing Race&lt;/i&gt;? Why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What actress would play you in a movie about your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What is your favorite spice or herb? Or both!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What is the one outfit you can put on and immediately feel your prettiest/sexiest/sassiest/most beautiful?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Growing up, what was your most awkward age/year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. If you could choose to be born in any era, which one would you pick?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What is your go-to drink at the bar? And if you don't drink...booo. Jk I'm sure you're way fun :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a ton of my favorite girls were already tagged, so here are a few of my faves who have yet to receive the honor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina from &lt;a href="http://atleastwehaveeachother.blogspot.com/"&gt;At least we have each other&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire from &lt;a href="http://realisticwedding.wordpress.com/"&gt;A Realistic Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan from &lt;a href="http://krazythinker123.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday Nonsense from a Nonsensical Gal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria from &lt;a href="http://peachyplum.wordpress.com/"&gt;Procrastination Station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-8949403281091339093?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8949403281091339093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/10/tagged.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8949403281091339093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8949403281091339093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TLJiM2OcvQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zyJwrE-D5dI/s72-c/n12300586_36775379_1703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-5759883936394136368</id><published>2010-09-30T04:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T04:45:00.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDcKWF5tOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PSf-hL3a7Zw/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDcKWF5tOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PSf-hL3a7Zw/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Dream for the Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh and I really love going on vacation to the beach. We are beach people through and through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh is a water baby to the core and I'm a  sun worshiper (skin cancer be damned!) so we truly cherish our time at the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We've gone to the Outer Banks of NC, Sarasota, FL, and on 2 Caribbean cruises.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of my dreams for the future is that we're in a position (both financially and time-wise) to take a beach vacation every year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TKNc3u4qqpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4UkiSVLM7Xk/s1600/DSC_0247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TKNc3u4qqpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4UkiSVLM7Xk/s400/DSC_0247.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I refuse to let us turn into a couple who never takes a vacation. Even when kids enter the picture, I hope we can continue our yearly beach vacation tradition. This may seem like a frivolous dream to some, but it's important to us that we take a break from life every so often. And damn it, come Hell or high water (or high tide, as the case may be), we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, this wraps up my 30 Day Blog Journal! (Even though there is one more day in September. Ps, WHERE did September go?) It was a really fun experience and a great way to force myself to blog every day, but I'm glad it's over. There is a lot I want to write about! I'm so excited to get started.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-5759883936394136368?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5759883936394136368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-30.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5759883936394136368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5759883936394136368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-30.html' title='30DBJ: Day 30'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDcKWF5tOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PSf-hL3a7Zw/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-1423683312914832015</id><published>2010-09-29T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:14:05.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Search'/><title type='text'>Making Moves</title><content type='html'>My lack of employment is well-documented on this here blog, my wedding blog, and Twitter. After briefly working for the search-engine-company-that-shall-not-be-named earlier this summer (hint, it rhymes with shmoogle), I've been searching for a job and coming up with nothing. I won't lie, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could/should I get some kind of retail or other part-time job? Yes. And quite frankly, I'm not sure why I haven't. I don't have an excuse. Could/should I do more in my search for a full-time job? Again, yes. And again, I don't have an excuse for why I'm not. Actually, I do. See &lt;a href="http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-27.html"&gt;Day 27&lt;/a&gt; of my 30DBJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things are looking up. I've been in contact with a recruiter/career advice professional who is going to help me with my resume, cover letter, and job search strategies. Also, I'm finally going to get some experience in the event planning industry! Two Saturdays next month I'll be volunteering at weddings in DC with one of the top event planning companies in the area (which will remain nameless.) Even though I'm not earning a paycheck, I'm getting experience. In the event planning industry experience is EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully a revamp of my resume and a bit of networking will really get the ball rolling in my quest for permanent employment. I'm ready to work. I'm ready to stop goofing around. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you job searching? Have you gone through long bouts of unemployment? Tell me about your experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-1423683312914832015?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1423683312914832015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/making-moves.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1423683312914832015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1423683312914832015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/making-moves.html' title='Making Moves'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-4371546494101155368</id><published>2010-09-29T05:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T05:44:00.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Search'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDb8q0872I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uD6a_pnW3WM/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDb8q0872I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uD6a_pnW3WM/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hopes/Dreams/Plans for the Next 365 Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need a job. And it's getting to the point where I'm almost ready to just take anything that comes my way, even if it has no relevance to what I really want to do (event planning.) However, I really think doing that would be a big mistake. So for right now, my hope for the next year is to get a job and be a good wife, daughter, and friend. And finish my damn wedding recaps.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-4371546494101155368?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4371546494101155368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-29.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4371546494101155368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4371546494101155368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-29.html' title='30DBJ: Day 29'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDb8q0872I/AAAAAAAAAMM/uD6a_pnW3WM/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-6168465480426125190</id><published>2010-09-28T20:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:35:23.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbq3OSmmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NgDXbioN7E0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbq3OSmmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NgDXbioN7E0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's in My Purse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's safe to say that my purse is heavy. I usually have a ton of crap in it and if ever faced with the need, it could be used as a deadly weapon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TKKEWxidgVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/k_UkONchZ9s/s1600/DSC_0215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TKKEWxidgVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/k_UkONchZ9s/s400/DSC_0215.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let's see, what do we have here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Photos my SIL printed out for me (including one of her bulldog pup!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coach wristlet. Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Checkbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;4 kinds of lip stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 pairs of sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 tampons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few bandaids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A pack of tissues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deodorant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mini Lysol spray. Go out and buy some now. I use it ALL the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hand sanitizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pepcid AC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day-Quil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Birth control pills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bobby pins in a case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loose bobby pins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few hair ties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You may notice that my purse also doubles as a pharmacy. I'm not sure how it happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-6168465480426125190?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6168465480426125190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-28.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6168465480426125190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6168465480426125190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-28.html' title='30DBJ: Day 28'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbq3OSmmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NgDXbioN7E0/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7598946073000417864</id><published>2010-09-27T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:04:21.002-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbcfuAsnI/AAAAAAAAAME/o2WjCXar8s0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbcfuAsnI/AAAAAAAAAME/o2WjCXar8s0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Worst Habit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm perfect and have no bad habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;::blank stare::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hahahaha right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My worst habit is definitely my procrastination.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ48_im9vII/AAAAAAAAAM4/6XUN1-Hzuqk/s1600/procrastination.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ48_im9vII/AAAAAAAAAM4/6XUN1-Hzuqk/s320/procrastination.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://visualambassador.com/2009/12/03/procrastination/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm really REALLY good at procrastinating. Honestly, I should have majored in it in college. I've tried to get better with creating to-do lists and schedules for myself, but it's so hard to get over that hump. Any tips?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7598946073000417864?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7598946073000417864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-27.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7598946073000417864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7598946073000417864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-27.html' title='30DBJ: Day 27'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbcfuAsnI/AAAAAAAAAME/o2WjCXar8s0/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-4940843716511132712</id><published>2010-09-26T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T12:25:47.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Boring'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDa-yIS1DI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_Yy63_QWcjA/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDa-yIS1DI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_Yy63_QWcjA/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Day in Great Detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Warning: Saturdays are usually either really busy for us or incredibly lazy. This particular Saturday happened to be the latter. Josh was off fishing with friends, so I had the whole apartment (and the whole remote!) to myself. I finished this Sunday morning because I wasn't sure how the rest of the day would unfold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;9am: Wake up. Check email, Facebook, Twitter. Pet my cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;9:30am: Make a delicious breakfast for myself. Eggs, sausage, a &lt;a href="http://thomas.bimbobakeriesusa.com/subcat.cfm/subcatId/216"&gt;bagel thin&lt;/a&gt; and coffee. Neglect dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;10am: Read blogs, watch TV, download some songs from iTunes, finish up my guest post for &lt;a href="http://littlewedplanblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;11am: Spontaneously decide that I need to hand-wash the shirt I want to wear tonight. It's red and this will be the first time I've washed it. The sink fills with red water. "Yikes," I think to myself, "Good thing I didn't wash this with anything else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;11:30am: Back to the couch I go. See activities from 10am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1pm: Decide I'm hungry. Eat a yogurt (Yoplait Light Thick and Creamy Cherry Cobbler. BUY THIS NOW.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1:05pm: Decide life without Josh is incredibly boring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1:10pm: Turn on Bravo. Any productivity left in me has flown out the window. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2:30pm: Shower, get ready, straighten hair. Curse self for not starting this process earlier. Dishes are still neglected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;4:15pm: Head up to SIL's house in Columbia, MD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;5pm: Go to the liquor store. Get questioned because my ID pictures me with curly hair and I have straight hair at the moment. Ha. Ha. Very funny, liquor store man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;6:30pm: Go to SIL's future SIL's house (got that?) for a "Welcome Fall" party. It's 86 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;6:45pm-1am: Open bottle of wine, eat lots of food, silently gloat because my stuffed mushrooms were a HIT, drink entire said bottle of wine, eat more, play with an 80lb lab, cry because he reminds me of my dog growing up, tell the lab's owner that we have 2 15lb cats, receive judging look, try to justify that it's their BREED and Maine Coons are BIG CATS and we DO NOT over-feed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1am: Josh is tired so it's time to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whew!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-4940843716511132712?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4940843716511132712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-25.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4940843716511132712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4940843716511132712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-25.html' title='30DBJ: Day 25'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDa-yIS1DI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_Yy63_QWcjA/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-347303329762095470</id><published>2010-09-26T10:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T10:42:00.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boring Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbSsEL2UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4odfsjGl84g/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbSsEL2UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4odfsjGl84g/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Week in Great Detail&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You have no idea how incredibly boring my life is. Right now, I do a lot of job searching, blog reading, tweeting, Facebook stalking and cooking. I also play with my cats and make an attempt to pay attention to my husband. My week in great detail would be outrageously un-fun to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; In short: I need a job some one please hire me I'm so bored!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In other news, it's Sunday so, GO BROWNS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-347303329762095470?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/347303329762095470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-26.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/347303329762095470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/347303329762095470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-26.html' title='30DBJ: Day 26'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDbSsEL2UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4odfsjGl84g/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-1135331170312250228</id><published>2010-09-25T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T13:35:02.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bethesda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDazesmUAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/voTHzN2JOm0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDazesmUAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/voTHzN2JOm0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Where I Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My apartment is in an embarrassing state of disarray at the moment, so no pictures of that. It's kind of boring anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are a few pictures of our "view."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ4yAens5GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0L1W6lwYZQw/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ4yAens5GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0L1W6lwYZQw/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ4yIHUsQII/AAAAAAAAAMw/7xbvgXI4EB4/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ4yIHUsQII/AAAAAAAAAMw/7xbvgXI4EB4/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ4yJjmJOiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3fQlTn479lE/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJ4yJjmJOiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3fQlTn479lE/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh and I live in Bethesda, MD and absolutely LOVE it. We're super close to DC, but just far enough away that we don't have tourists invading our space (nothing against tourists, they just tend to...linger.) Josh and I moved here from Northeast Ohio and we're never EVER leaving. At least I know I'm not. The cost of living is kind of ridiculous, but I'll take higher rent and stuff to do over low rent and a boring town any day. Josh and I are a very social couple who love to go to dinner and out to bars, and luckily this town is filled with both. We love our new home and if anyone wants to visit, our door is always open! (Just ask first, mkay?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/3203417544559125352-1135331170312250228?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1135331170312250228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-24.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1135331170312250228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1135331170312250228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-24.html' title='30DBJ: Day 24'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDazesmUAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/voTHzN2JOm0/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-531795941151351079</id><published>2010-09-23T05:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T05:39:00.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDanm8wZyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ZRGXnFWbAxs/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDanm8wZyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ZRGXnFWbAxs/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A YouTube Video&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll admit, I'm not a huge YouTube person. I like watching music videos and stuff, but the Chocolate Rain guy and others...I never really got the appeal. However, there is one video that I absolutely adore and that makes me giggle every time. YouTube wouldn't let me embed it here, but I found it on &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/7ca2dfe3b7/trampoline-dog"&gt;Funny or Die&lt;/a&gt; and was able to get the code from there. Ha, suck it, YouTube! I love boxers and we hope to adopt one or two some day. This video is a great display of their playful behavior. Be sure to watch all the way to the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="400" id="ordie_player_7ca2dfe3b7" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=7ca2dfe3b7" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="400" flashvars="key=7ca2dfe3b7" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_7ca2dfe3b7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: x-small; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/7ca2dfe3b7/trampoline-dog" title="from That Happened!"&gt;Trampoline Dog&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-531795941151351079?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/531795941151351079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-23.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/531795941151351079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/531795941151351079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-23.html' title='30DBJ: Day 23'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDanm8wZyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ZRGXnFWbAxs/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7075944002402111938</id><published>2010-09-22T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:35:51.856-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDadUUm3II/AAAAAAAAALw/Fkwqtx4Cpog/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDadUUm3II/AAAAAAAAALw/Fkwqtx4Cpog/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Website&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most of the websites I love and visit are blogs. I'm sure this is not surprising to most of you, but among my "real life" friends, I think I'm in the minority. There are just so many fabulous writers, both "big time" and "little people" (like me), and I love reading them all. It was hard to pick just one, but there is a daily read that I can never get enough of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJpXin-_1_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/DEGHbRMneAo/s1600/TLoHeader5c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="52" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJpXin-_1_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/DEGHbRMneAo/s320/TLoHeader5c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://projectrungay.blogspot.com/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://projectrungay.blogspot.com/"&gt;TLo&lt;/a&gt;! These two fabulous men write about fashion, Project Runway, a slew of other TV shows (including Glee!) and pop culture. I want to hang out with them, but what would I wear?? Right before my wedding I had a dream that they critiqued my wedding look and luckily loved it. Well, I tweeted that to them (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tomandlorenzo"&gt;@tomandlorenzo&lt;/a&gt;) and they responded! It honestly made my life (I *may* have teared up a bit. It meant a lot and I was emotional due to the wedding. Shut up.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you're not already a reader and you love fashion, opinions, occasional bitchiness, and all-around fabulosity, be sure to add them to your reader stat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7075944002402111938?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7075944002402111938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-22.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7075944002402111938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7075944002402111938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-22.html' title='30DBJ: Day 22'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDadUUm3II/AAAAAAAAALw/Fkwqtx4Cpog/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-4357704246479202247</id><published>2010-09-22T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T14:56:32.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDaPhwtfwI/AAAAAAAAALs/kyqriVyGW-8/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDaPhwtfwI/AAAAAAAAALs/kyqriVyGW-8/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whoopsie! Sorry I didn't post this yesterday. With all of the vlog goodness I guess I just forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As much as I'd just like to refer you to the "My Eats" page for a recipe, I'm a nice person and would never make you do that much work. However, I'm also not the best step-by-step food photographer. Therefore, you get a recipe by The Pioneer Woman with a picture of the end result (taken by her) and a link to the recipe on her site. Honestly, that's all I got. Our kitchen is terrible with crappy lighting so until I get the opportunity to make a meal in a "real" kitchen, this will have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shrimp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pasta in a Foil Package&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJpMrf0oZoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xjyaKbXtJg8/s1600/4162214219_00e5c35bcd_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJpMrf0oZoI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xjyaKbXtJg8/s320/4162214219_00e5c35bcd_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/12/linguine-with-shrimp/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredients&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul class="ingredients" id="ingredients-34133"&gt;&lt;li&gt;½ cups Olive Oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4  cloves Garlic, Minced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 whole 14.5 Ounce Cans Diced (or Whole)  Tomatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;½ cups White Wine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pounds Jumbo Or Large  Shrimp, Peeled And Deveined&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Salt And Pepper, to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Fresh Parsley, Minced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pound Linguine, Uncooked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Red  Pepper Flakes, to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Directions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Cook pasta for 1/2 the recommended cooking time. Pasta should still  be very firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In a large skillet or pot, heat olive oil over medium heat. Add  garlic and saute for a minute. Dump in the tomatoes and wine. Stir the  mixture together, season with salt and pepper, and allow to cook for ten  minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meanwhile, prepare a large parcel of heavy duty aluminum foil. It  should be large enough to hold the entire pasta dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Throw the shrimp on the top of the pasta sauce. Throw the drained  pasta over the top, then pour the whole dish onto the foil. Tightly wrap  the foil into a parcel.&lt;br /&gt;-Bake at 350 degrees for 15 minutes. Remove from oven and keep warm  until serving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Open the foil parcel right before serving. Drizzle a tiny bit of  olive oil over the top. Squeeze on lemon juice, if desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite recipes to make and eat. It's so simple and so easy. Obviously if you're not cooking for a ton of people you can alter the ingredient amounts easily. For example, I only use one can of diced tomatoes, and half a pound (half the box) of pasta. I also try to count out the number of shrimp depending on their size. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/12/linguine-with-shrimp/"&gt;Recipe and photograph courtesy of The Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-4357704246479202247?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4357704246479202247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4357704246479202247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4357704246479202247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-21.html' title='30DBJ: Day 21'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDaPhwtfwI/AAAAAAAAALs/kyqriVyGW-8/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-3945513365323814726</id><published>2010-09-21T04:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:54:47.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridesmaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claire&apos;s Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t Piss Me Off'/><title type='text'>Vloggy vlog vlog</title><content type='html'>Isn't vlog a funny word? It looks so weird all typed out, too. Let's look at it bigger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;VLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Weird, right? Ok, so I did a vlog. Surprisingly, I loved it. And I loved watching it back. I didn't think I would AT ALL. I usually hate myself on camera. In photos? Love. Moving picture? Not so much. But this wasn't bad and I really hope you guys like it. If not, please tell me and I'll never do it again. Also, I did it in black and white. I have no idea why. I think I looked more cute in B&amp;amp;W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The vlog is about my (terrible) experience with Alfred Angelo. Also, I kind of insult Wal-Mart and talk about being "ghetto." If either of these things offend you...I'm not sorry. Watch and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=15166493&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=15166493&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=00ADEF&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15166493"&gt;Alfred Angelo Messed With The Wrong Bridesmaid&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user4785723"&gt;Emily Burwell&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-3945513365323814726?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3945513365323814726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/vloggy-vlog-vlog.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/3945513365323814726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/3945513365323814726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/vloggy-vlog-vlog.html' title='Vloggy vlog vlog'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-8077400183392809643</id><published>2010-09-20T05:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T05:36:00.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Boring'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZ_lnq3PI/AAAAAAAAALo/CDdVeAqLtTo/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZ_lnq3PI/AAAAAAAAALo/CDdVeAqLtTo/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Hobby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um, drinking wine? Going to Home Goods? Buying make-up? I have no hobbies. I like to cook! Can that be a hobby? I don't knit or sew. I don't do graphic design in my spare time. I don't have an Etsy shop. I'm sarcastic, can that be a hobby? Judging and sarcasm? What IS a hobby, anyway? WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-8077400183392809643?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8077400183392809643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-20.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8077400183392809643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8077400183392809643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-20.html' title='30DBJ: Day 20'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZ_lnq3PI/AAAAAAAAALo/CDdVeAqLtTo/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-3992380738128048377</id><published>2010-09-19T04:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T04:35:00.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Em&apos;s Got Talent'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZzu_IJCI/AAAAAAAAALk/auTGiyF5ENE/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZzu_IJCI/AAAAAAAAALk/auTGiyF5ENE/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJO7PW_iQqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tx8lSD96Vbo/s1600/agt-prince-poppycock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJO7PW_iQqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tx8lSD96Vbo/s1600/agt-prince-poppycock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princepoppycock.com/fr_poppycock.cfm"&gt;Prince Poppycock&lt;/a&gt;, I am not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although I do adore him and think he's a fabulous queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.poozt.com/prince-poppycock-on-americas-got-talent-%E2%80%93-the-male-lady-gaga.html"&gt;Photo Source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's safe to say that I am talent-less. That's not an exaggeration, as much as I wish it was. But, there is one thing I'm really good at that I take pride in. I'm excellent at memorizing the lyrics to songs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I was a kid my mom would say, "If you put as much effort into memorizing your History/Science/Math, etc facts as you put into memorizing songs you'd get better grades." Which is totally true. I can memorize a song after hearing it 4-5 times, but ask me to remember formulas or other useless "educational" facts? Can't do it. Useless facts, clearly have a special place in my brain, though. I guess that's another talent :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I love music and I take pride in the fact that when pretty much any song comes on the radio (or in a bar or at a party) I know the words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-3992380738128048377?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3992380738128048377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-19.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/3992380738128048377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/3992380738128048377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-19.html' title='30DBJ: Day 19'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZzu_IJCI/AAAAAAAAALk/auTGiyF5ENE/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-2604915919456275390</id><published>2010-09-18T04:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T04:35:00.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZp3nVs3I/AAAAAAAAALg/xeDlNU-p1cQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZp3nVs3I/AAAAAAAAALg/xeDlNU-p1cQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJOzcjVZuYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qq6l3yThtZE/s1600/je_bur_wd_495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJOzcjVZuYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qq6l3yThtZE/s320/je_bur_wd_495.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We did it! I'm still in the process of recapping our wedding over at &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/"&gt;Burning River Bride&lt;/a&gt;. I haven't posted in awhile, but I promise I'll get back on that train soon. Recapping is definitely more difficult than regular blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway! Our wedding was amazing, simple as that. I highly recommend having one :) And you know what, marriage isn't too shabby either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Photo by &lt;a href="http://linczakphoto.com/"&gt;Linczak Photography&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-2604915919456275390?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2604915919456275390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-18.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/2604915919456275390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/2604915919456275390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-18.html' title='30DBJ: Day 18'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TJDZp3nVs3I/AAAAAAAAALg/xeDlNU-p1cQ/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-4298902267485926214</id><published>2010-09-17T04:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T04:47:00.419-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf2aLw_ilI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Th3fsCdkJp0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf2aLw_ilI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Th3fsCdkJp0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;An Art Piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My good friend &lt;a href="http://www.sophienemethy.com/"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt; is an AMAZING artist. She even designed my wedding invitations! I'm kind of obsessed with her work and hope to someday hang a painting of hers in my home, I just can't quite afford it at the moment. I couldn't pick just one, so I chose a few of my favorites.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7d-gcBlGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_QiqZrBLTwI/s1600/11845_728534234624_23303445_41647788_3084016_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7d-gcBlGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_QiqZrBLTwI/s320/11845_728534234624_23303445_41647788_3084016_n.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7eBh9tkPI/AAAAAAAAALU/3FEpbaFiZlc/s1600/4841_678168907144_23303445_39735101_7949031_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7eBh9tkPI/AAAAAAAAALU/3FEpbaFiZlc/s320/4841_678168907144_23303445_39735101_7949031_n.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7eCOTlybI/AAAAAAAAALY/wLHQhU1MUnk/s1600/4841_678168912134_23303445_39735102_5957228_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7eCOTlybI/AAAAAAAAALY/wLHQhU1MUnk/s320/4841_678168912134_23303445_39735102_5957228_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7eDtbIuAI/AAAAAAAAALc/oGntHm8_Nqg/s1600/11845_728534174744_23303445_41647777_6622860_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7eDtbIuAI/AAAAAAAAALc/oGntHm8_Nqg/s320/11845_728534174744_23303445_41647777_6622860_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Incredible, right?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*I stole these pics from her facebook so PLEASE do not take them without my consent. I will literally hurt some one if they try to pass these off as their own. Believe that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-4298902267485926214?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4298902267485926214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-17.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4298902267485926214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4298902267485926214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-17.html' title='30DBJ: Day 17'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf2aLw_ilI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Th3fsCdkJp0/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-6006958126258772580</id><published>2010-09-16T04:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T04:45:00.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf2AovTGpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/bQ8-nkRop0E/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf2AovTGpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/bQ8-nkRop0E/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Song That Makes Me Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You guys are going to think I'm literally obsessed with RENT. I can't help it, though! It makes me laugh, makes me cry...gah I love it. The song that can always make me cry is the reprise of "I'll Cover You." Collins sings it right after Angel dies. The scene gets me every time. I freaking cried finding a damn YouTube video of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/gmvmoWa_Cko?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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-nocookie.com/v/gmvmoWa_Cko?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that works. If not &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmvmoWa_Cko&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for a video that may not be the best quality, but really captures the raw emotion of the song (it's a live performance featuring the original Broadway cast. Chills.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song isn't one you'll hear on the radio, but I can't help but tear up whenever I hear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-6006958126258772580?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6006958126258772580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-16.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6006958126258772580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6006958126258772580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-16.html' title='30DBJ: Day 16'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf2AovTGpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/bQ8-nkRop0E/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-5041437033396851108</id><published>2010-09-15T04:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T04:45:00.128-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf11iIUFgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3558U2yBqE4/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf11iIUFgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3558U2yBqE4/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My Dream House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is incredibly hard. There are so many places I would love to live and all call for a different type of house. For example, I would probably KILL for a row home in the Georgetown neighborhood of DC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7MvYyCTvI/AAAAAAAAALI/b3njmrUSiPE/s1600/georgetown-colonial-rowhouses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7MvYyCTvI/AAAAAAAAALI/b3njmrUSiPE/s320/georgetown-colonial-rowhouses.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://andrewprokos.com/photos/washington-dc/georgetown-colonial-rowhouses/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;However, parking is often limited and there's not much outside space to play around in. I want to give my (future, hypothetical) children a yard and row homes simply cannot offer an adequate one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I would also LOVE a beach house on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. My family vacations there so wouldn't it be fun to OWN a place instead of just renting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7QoeQBA8I/AAAAAAAAALM/Ii5HC-rjTaY/s1600/medium_58191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7QoeQBA8I/AAAAAAAAALM/Ii5HC-rjTaY/s1600/medium_58191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.oceanfront-outerbanks.com/index.php"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This one will do juuuuuust fine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But really, I just want a nice house with a big yard. I like older homes with character. New construction really does not appeal to me because everything looks the same. Cookie cutter homes bore me to death. Give me an older house with a decent sized yard that doesn't look like every other house on the block and that's my dream home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-5041437033396851108?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5041437033396851108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-15.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5041437033396851108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5041437033396851108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-15.html' title='30DBJ: Day 15'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf11iIUFgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3558U2yBqE4/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7903625420697350006</id><published>2010-09-14T04:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T04:44:00.339-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf1t80LsYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yeuQAXkueDE/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf1t80LsYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yeuQAXkueDE/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Non-Fictional Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't help it, I'm obsessed with Jen Lancaster and have to recommend yet another book of hers. I like to read things in order, so after you read &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bitter-New-Black-Condescending-Self-Centered/dp/0451217608/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1283816601&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Bitter is the New Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, pick up &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bright-Lights-Big-Ass-Self-Indulgent/dp/B00164CNOA/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_4"&gt;Bright Lights, Big Ass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7KYozP4II/AAAAAAAAALE/_GEZDrdY9EI/s1600/blba_small2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7KYozP4II/AAAAAAAAALE/_GEZDrdY9EI/s1600/blba_small2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.jennsylvania.com/jennsylvania/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just like the rest of her books, Bright Lights filled with hilarious anecdotes about her husband, her animals, and life in the big city (Chicago). If you weren't hooked by her first memoir, you definitely will be after reading her 2nd. Also, Jen, if you're reading this, I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7903625420697350006?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7903625420697350006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-14.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7903625420697350006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7903625420697350006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-14.html' title='30DBJ: Day 14'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf1t80LsYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yeuQAXkueDE/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-497185419248840026</id><published>2010-09-13T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:59:01.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf8Qq40gnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_ueegZ3El_E/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf8Qq40gnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_ueegZ3El_E/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Fictional Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I already wrote about one of my favorite fictional books for &lt;a href="http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-4.html"&gt;day 4&lt;/a&gt; of this project, but lucky for you I've read more than one fictional book in my lifetime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7IB4nAYPI/AAAAAAAAALA/JBUDluPFkf0/s1600/heart-of-the-matter1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TI7IB4nAYPI/AAAAAAAAALA/JBUDluPFkf0/s320/heart-of-the-matter1.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://chicklitplus.com/heart-of-the-matter-by-emily-giffin/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Earlier this summer I read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heart-Matter-Emily-Giffin/dp/0312554168/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_1"&gt;Heart of the Matter&lt;/a&gt; by Emily Giffin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Small aside: Part of the reason I like her is because we have the same first name. Do you find that you gravitate toward people who have the same name as you? I totally do. Same goes for people with curly hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed this book because it challenged me to put myself in the situations presented in the book and think about what *I* would do. While the book is chick lit, it brings up some pretty heavy topics. I'm considering writing about them in a future post, but I'll be sure to put up a spoiler alert first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you read this book or any others by Emily Giffin?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-497185419248840026?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/497185419248840026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-13_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/497185419248840026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/497185419248840026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-13_13.html' title='30DBJ: Day 13'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf8Qq40gnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_ueegZ3El_E/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-5952332043649886959</id><published>2010-09-12T04:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T04:42:00.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf1NGIDYsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EIA1VFOPUnQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf1NGIDYsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EIA1VFOPUnQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Something I am OCD About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After watching that show "&lt;a href="http://www.aetv.com/obsessed/index.jsp"&gt;Obsessed&lt;/a&gt;" on A&amp;amp;E I've come to the conclusion that I'm actually not OCD about anything. Duuuuude, have you guys seen this show? It's intense. Any of my little "I like things a certain way" requirements sound incredibly trivial compared to what these people go through every day. I just like to be organized and on time. Obsessive compulsive, I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-5952332043649886959?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5952332043649886959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-12.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5952332043649886959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5952332043649886959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-12.html' title='30DBJ: Day 12'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf1NGIDYsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EIA1VFOPUnQ/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7120786428104342770</id><published>2010-09-11T04:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T04:37:00.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf0K4wQEpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/1LnOK_r-zDI/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf0K4wQEpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/1LnOK_r-zDI/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Recent Photo of Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf4bk7AaFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VoAkC-xLLDE/s1600/SDC12309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf4bk7AaFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VoAkC-xLLDE/s320/SDC12309.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh and I at a recent Washington Nationals game. They won :) I don't have that hair color anymore, &lt;a href="http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/starting-september-in-red.html"&gt;as you all know.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7120786428104342770?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7120786428104342770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7120786428104342770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7120786428104342770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-11.html' title='30DBJ: Day 11'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIf0K4wQEpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/1LnOK_r-zDI/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-1935521181180860743</id><published>2010-09-10T04:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T04:18:00.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Hair'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE79zXYQmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_aNrjxscok8/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE79zXYQmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_aNrjxscok8/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Photo Taken Over 10 Years Ago of Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh friends, today is your lucky day. I actually have a TON of pictures on my computer from over 10 years ago. Because I love you all so much and think you're the best readers out there, you get to see me in all of my awkward childhood glory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE9kumav8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/m2M94CzDpro/s1600/010_10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE9kumav8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/m2M94CzDpro/s320/010_10.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;At a friend's salon-themed birthday party.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE-IBR6JhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Y2CPI93GcuM/s1600/007_7_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE-IBR6JhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Y2CPI93GcuM/s320/007_7_2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was when Madonna's song &lt;/i&gt;Vogue&lt;i&gt; was popular I think.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Blurred the other face to protect the innocent.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE_gZmeCPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/5erKB16OA7M/s1600/014_14_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE_gZmeCPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/5erKB16OA7M/s320/014_14_2.JPG" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Proof that my mom did not love me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHY would you give a curly-haired child BANGS?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-1935521181180860743?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1935521181180860743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-10.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1935521181180860743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/1935521181180860743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-10.html' title='30DBJ: Day 10'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE79zXYQmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_aNrjxscok8/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7735339226826279430</id><published>2010-09-09T04:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T04:17:00.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE7v3nwl6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ri2SMAzOrlI/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE7v3nwl6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ri2SMAzOrlI/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Photo I Took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TILx8sCSMyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JdM9CYXvMIM/s1600/n12300586_37602439_2676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TILx8sCSMyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JdM9CYXvMIM/s320/n12300586_37602439_2676.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emo-licious. Is emo even a thing anymore?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7735339226826279430?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7735339226826279430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-9.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7735339226826279430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7735339226826279430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-9.html' title='30DBJ: Day 9'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE7v3nwl6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ri2SMAzOrlI/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-3395974314798016443</id><published>2010-09-08T04:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T04:13:00.690-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE7j-Zq9TI/AAAAAAAAAIk/eo_AxWRRYAE/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE7j-Zq9TI/AAAAAAAAAIk/eo_AxWRRYAE/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Photo That Makes Me Angry/Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TILtw3MFDJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xTJyJYElbkw/s1600/5920_112658535786_683030786_2240142_7284705_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TILtw3MFDJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xTJyJYElbkw/s320/5920_112658535786_683030786_2240142_7284705_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is me and one of my closest friends, Dana. I love her and consider her my sister from another mister. I think (as does my mom) it's insane how much Dana and I look alike. She's one of the greatest girls in the world and I'm so blessed to have her in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So why does this picture make me sad? This has been a really rough year for her because of a terrible break-up. We met because she was dating one of Josh's BEST friends (he was a GM in our wedding.) The four of us were so close and had so many good times. When they broke up, all of that ended very fast and very unexpectedly. This break-up has been an ongoing shit-show since January and it kills me to see her so sad. I'm incredibly angry with her ex (the one who did the breaking) for a lot of reasons. Luckily, I know Dana is an amazing woman and will find an equally amazing guy who appreciates and loves her :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you ever gone through something like this? Break-ups suck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-3395974314798016443?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3395974314798016443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-8.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/3395974314798016443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/3395974314798016443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-8.html' title='30DBJ: Day 8'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE7j-Zq9TI/AAAAAAAAAIk/eo_AxWRRYAE/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-6743567985705739189</id><published>2010-09-07T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:22:40.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>My New Toy</title><content type='html'>I love my iPhone, but I'm not a huge app person. The apps I download are usually social networking tools (Facebook, Twitter), the occasional game (Bejeweled, anyone?) or music related (who doesn't love Shazam?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I saw cell phone pictures popping up on Twitter and blogs with cool vintage-y effects applied to them. Uh, I want that. So I found a free second on my SUPER busy Saturday night (you know, in between writing damn thank you notes and eating pizza) to ask a few friends (via Twitter because that's where ALL the cool kids hang out on Saturdays, duh) how to get cool pics like that. Two of my buds came through (thanks &lt;a href="http://hisbirdiesnest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wishfulfillmenteveryday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Layla&lt;/a&gt;) and I promptly downloaded &lt;a href="http://hipstamaticapp.com/"&gt;Hipstamatic for iPhone&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out a few pics from my weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWARDe7lI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4DAn6lRCCK0/s1600/IMG_0551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWARDe7lI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4DAn6lRCCK0/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First pic with the new app!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWLKku9aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/q_oi1Yd2XbM/s1600/IMG_0556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWLKku9aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/q_oi1Yd2XbM/s320/IMG_0556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWP3Bz8cI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Sto-SankZ3Y/s1600/IMG_0561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWP3Bz8cI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Sto-SankZ3Y/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWZ2bTRPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qyJNR8nF5us/s1600/IMG_0568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWZ2bTRPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qyJNR8nF5us/s320/IMG_0568.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fun, right? I've never really been into cell phone pics, but with this sweet app I'll totally whip it out more! (Heh, I said whip it out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a smartphone (and really, who doesn't these days?) what are your favorite apps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*I am in no way getting paid by iPhone, Apple, or the Hipstamatic creators for posting this. It's truly just something I enjoy and wanted to share. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-6743567985705739189?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6743567985705739189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-toy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6743567985705739189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6743567985705739189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-toy.html' title='My New Toy'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIZWARDe7lI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4DAn6lRCCK0/s72-c/IMG_0551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-9089358495972880143</id><published>2010-09-07T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T04:12:00.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachelorette Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE6g6cr7kI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ycPVlqWgqDs/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE6g6cr7kI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ycPVlqWgqDs/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Photo That Makes Me Happy &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(one of many)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIFM57Si74I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Qkd2rRrf_is/s1600/SDC11208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIFM57Si74I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Qkd2rRrf_is/s320/SDC11208.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is from my bachelorette party (which you can read all about &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/2010/03/bachelorette-birthday-blowout-hotel.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/2010/03/bachelorette-birthday-blowout-dance.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/2010/03/bachelorette-birthday-blowout-i-dare-ya.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/2010/03/bachelorette-birthday-blowout-you-dont.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.) and depicts two of my favorite people, my mother-in-law, Nancy and my gay bff, Tyrone, gettin' funky. These two got along so well, something that makes my heart swell with joy. As she was getting ready to leave, Nancy said to Tyrone, "You're family now. Anything you need, you let me know. Now take care of these girls tonight." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smiles all around :)&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/3203417544559125352-9089358495972880143?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/9089358495972880143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-7.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/9089358495972880143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/9089358495972880143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-7.html' title='30DBJ: Day 7'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE6g6cr7kI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ycPVlqWgqDs/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-5026504556017332040</id><published>2010-09-06T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:03:22.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>Starting September in the RED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was time for a change. A new season calls for a new hair color. Goodbye, blonde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIVJv_BWVWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7YiZv7GxT6o/s1600/SDC12309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIVJv_BWVWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7YiZv7GxT6o/s320/SDC12309.JPG" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello, red! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIVJHHG2UFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HylozSjxxkI/s1600/IMG_0566.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIVJHHG2UFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HylozSjxxkI/s320/IMG_0566.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kinda crappy cell pic, but it'll do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Covered my makeup-less face as to not scare away my readers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. If anyone in the DC/MD area needs a stylist, contact me for my sister-in-law's info. She works at a salon in Columbia and is the BEST at what she does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do to mark the changing seasons? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labor Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-5026504556017332040?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5026504556017332040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/starting-september-in-red.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5026504556017332040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5026504556017332040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/starting-september-in-red.html' title='Starting September in the RED'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIVJv_BWVWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7YiZv7GxT6o/s72-c/SDC12309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-8889196884754755112</id><published>2010-09-06T04:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T04:10:00.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE6H5WnmFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/55SLR7X3QCY/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE6H5WnmFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/55SLR7X3QCY/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;20 of my favorite things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Twenty is such a random number, right? Can we just assume that Josh, my cats, my mom, my family and my friends are on this list without me actually listing them? Those seem too obvious for me to list. Ok, here goes nothin':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My new city, Bethesda, MD and it's proximity to the awesomeness that is Washington, DC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. When I'm having a really good hair day (this happens probably less than 10 days out of the month).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Blog comments, good and bad. Although I haven't received many bad ones, I just appreciate people reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. My iPhone even though the stupid 4G update made it a piece of crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Summer and hot weather.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Weddings, duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. Make up...can't leave the house without it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. Dancing in my room/the car/the shower/the club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. Karaoke!! Not gonna lie, I'm pretty bomb at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. High heels. Not a flats girl at ALL. (Except for flip flops and embellished sandals.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11. Dressing up. Better to be overdressed than under-dressed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12. Decorating my apartment/Home Goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;13. Pasta. Actually, lets just say all carbohydrates and starches. I don't discriminate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14. Gay clubs/drag shows. The gays know how to party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;15. Photoshoots in random locations. Bathrooms seem to be a common theme among me and my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;16.WINE. Omg how could I almost have forgotten that one!&lt;br /&gt;17. The Real Housewives of Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;18. Actually, let's just make that every show Bravo produces&lt;br /&gt;19. Making Josh laugh really hard.&lt;br /&gt;20. All of the awesome people I've "met" through blogging/Twitter. Never thought I'd have the privilege to be a part of such a great community! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was intense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-8889196884754755112?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8889196884754755112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-6.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8889196884754755112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8889196884754755112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-6.html' title='30DBJ: Day 6'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE6H5WnmFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/55SLR7X3QCY/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-6233801467636410854</id><published>2010-09-05T04:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T04:21:00.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2qktrIGII/AAAAAAAAAH0/sm-D4BAojec/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2qktrIGII/AAAAAAAAAH0/sm-D4BAojec/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Favorite Quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I used to be sooooo into quotes. Remember AIM away messages and profiles? I had a bajillion quotes on there. Unfortunately, I don't have them anymore :( However, I do still have some from college on my Facebook profile. This one stands out and still rings pretty true today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If they care  enough to bother with what I do, then I'm better than them anyways.&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obviously all of us care what people think about us. We want to have friends, we want people to like us. But if we constantly focus on "everyone else", we lose ourselves. I do what I feel is right, and as long as my close friends and family support me, eff the rest of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-6233801467636410854?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6233801467636410854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-5.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6233801467636410854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/6233801467636410854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-5.html' title='30DBJ: Day 5'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2qktrIGII/AAAAAAAAAH0/sm-D4BAojec/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-8786808315136426761</id><published>2010-09-04T04:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T04:18:00.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2qGQE_AHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ttIzE53JfIQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2qGQE_AHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ttIzE53JfIQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Favorite Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I go through reading phases. I'll read a few books really fast, then not read anything for a few months. I really want to be one of those people who reads all the time. Maybe one day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I do, however, have a favorite author, and her name is &lt;a href="http://www.jennsylvania.com/jennsylvania/"&gt;Jen Lancaster&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIEz6HkYSAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-mr2e5mdeDY/s1600/bitter_small.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIEz6HkYSAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-mr2e5mdeDY/s1600/bitter_small.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jennsylvania.com/jennsylvania/"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bitter Is the New Black&lt;/i&gt; is her first memoir and legit laugh-out-loud funny. When I read it my husband would get mad at me for laughing while he was trying to sleep. This book really resonated with me, especially because of what I was going through at the time I read it. Definitely pick it up along with the rest of her fabulous memoirs. Oh, and &lt;a href="http://www.jennsylvania.com/jennsylvania/"&gt;read her blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/altgeldshrugged"&gt;follow her on Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. I seriously adore this woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel I should balance this post with a fiction book. I just finished &lt;i&gt;The Help&lt;/i&gt; by Kathryn Stockett and I really can't describe how much I loved this book. Needless to say, I didn't want it to end and would recommend it to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE1_qkCX6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/_2d2uq4Dcgs/s1600/help.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIE1_qkCX6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/_2d2uq4Dcgs/s320/help.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nysalon.org/salonoverviews/"&gt;(source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-8786808315136426761?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8786808315136426761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8786808315136426761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8786808315136426761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-4.html' title='30DBJ: Day 4'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2qGQE_AHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ttIzE53JfIQ/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-981963231678180798</id><published>2010-09-03T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:41:11.283-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2pA043LRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6uroNg35kOQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2pA043LRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6uroNg35kOQ/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Favorite Television Program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This one makes me sad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIEyWq4jL8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Rg-XXyhVyho/s1600/LostLogo_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TIEyWq4jL8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Rg-XXyhVyho/s320/LostLogo_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/ae/tv/blog/2009/04/39lost39_was_gr.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(source)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need to find something new to watch religiously, obsess over, and read recaps about. (Because yes, I was one of those creepy people who read Lost recaps and theories. Don't judge.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-981963231678180798?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/981963231678180798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/981963231678180798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/981963231678180798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-3.html' title='30DBJ: Day 3'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2pA043LRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6uroNg35kOQ/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-5002576153287332333</id><published>2010-09-02T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:29:53.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Maintenance'/><title type='text'>Pages</title><content type='html'>I love blogs that have tabs with "About Me" or "Contact" info. Luckily, you don't have to be a HTML wiz to create these because Blogger has done it for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I played around with the "Pages" feature and created a few of my own. Directly below the header you'll find a &lt;a href="http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/p/wedding.html"&gt;page for my wedding blog&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/"&gt;Burning River Bride&lt;/a&gt;), a page where you can &lt;a href="http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/p/contact_01.html"&gt;contact me directly&lt;/a&gt; (aleapbegins {at} gmail {dot} com) and the page I'm most excited about, &lt;a href="http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/p/my-favorite-recipes.html"&gt;My Favorite Recipes&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So browse around, drop me a line, and figure out what you're making for dinner tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you used Blogger's "Pages" feature or something similar on your blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-5002576153287332333?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5002576153287332333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/pages.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5002576153287332333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/5002576153287332333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/pages.html' title='Pages'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7794892107306711525</id><published>2010-09-02T04:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T04:47:00.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2in8fW7lI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ve1jr9TEuoo/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2in8fW7lI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ve1jr9TEuoo/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your Favorite Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll say right here and now that I am NOT a movie person. I like going to the movies every few months, but when it comes to watching a TV show or turning on a movie, 9 times out of 10 I'll pick a show. This creates quite a problem in our house because Josh is the EXACT opposite. However, there are a few movies I will watch every time they're on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2k7bc6G_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/lgLYgHJA1Hg/s1600/devil-wears-prada1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2k7bc6G_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/lgLYgHJA1Hg/s320/devil-wears-prada1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2l9-Kc5_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/tRlL9j1VWi8/s1600/008_Clueless.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2l9-Kc5_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/tRlL9j1VWi8/s320/008_Clueless.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2m5aXpHPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/c_ql8en_Rjk/s1600/the-notebook-movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2m5aXpHPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/c_ql8en_Rjk/s320/the-notebook-movie.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and "Love Actually." I got lazy searching for images.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Images from &lt;a href="http://www.allmoviephoto.com/photo/2006_devil_wears_prada_wallpaper_001.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://clutchmagonline.com/newsgossipinfo/as-if-clueless-turns-15/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://dailymishmash.com/2009/12/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7794892107306711525?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7794892107306711525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-2.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7794892107306711525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7794892107306711525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-2.html' title='30DBJ: Day 2'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2in8fW7lI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ve1jr9TEuoo/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-8700671766140756595</id><published>2010-09-01T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:31:58.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggers'/><title type='text'>Blog Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH5odzEq2AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3fggciIvruY/s1600/go2.wordpress.com.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH5odzEq2AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3fggciIvruY/s1600/go2.wordpress.com.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shucks. My first blog award for my new blog. &lt;a href="http://kjpugs.wordpress.com/"&gt;Thanks KJ&lt;/a&gt;! "Who is KJ," you ask? Well click on that link and find out for yourself! But be warned...she's awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's funny that my little blog, with less than 5 posts, qualifies as one with substance, but I guess quality over quantity, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My task is to sum up my blogging philosophy, motivation and experience in 5 words. It's sort of hard for me to do that because my entire blogging career has been centered around weddings and I think my philosophy/motivation/experience for that is different than for this new blog. Also, shouldn't it be describe philosophy/motivation/experience in 3 words? Doesn't that make more sense, like, one word per thing? I think that makes more sense, so that's what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rebel like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philosophy:&lt;/b&gt; Be relatable (Even if it means being an asshole.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motivation: &lt;/b&gt;Comments (You know it's true.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Experience: &lt;/b&gt;Life-changing (I love this community.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I guess it ended up being 5 words anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to list 10 blogs with substance (in no particular order, promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Claire from &lt;a href="http://realisticwedding.wordpress.com/"&gt;A Realistic Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Amy from &lt;a href="http://littlewedplanblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;Little Miss Wedding Planner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stacey from &lt;a href="http://allconsumedbride.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thoughts of the All Consumed Bride&lt;/a&gt; (currently doing recaps!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Katie from &lt;a href="http://rufflesandtruffles.com/"&gt;She likes ruffles, he likes truffles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hannah from &lt;a href="http://www.gatorhannah.com/"&gt;Gator Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Laura from &lt;a href="http://www.happyhourwithahousewife.com/"&gt;Happy Hour With A Housewife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Laura from &lt;a href="http://soontobemrsf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucky in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Layla from &lt;a href="http://wishfulfillmenteveryday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wish Fulfillment Every Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Kelly from &lt;a href="http://kjpugs.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ordinary in Indiana&lt;/a&gt; (had to give it back to her because she's just so full of substance)&lt;br /&gt;10. Morgan from &lt;a href="http://thehandcraftedlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Handcrafted Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! This list is in no way exhaustive, by the way. Ladies, thank you for your never-ending inspiration and support. You da best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-8700671766140756595?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8700671766140756595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-award.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8700671766140756595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/8700671766140756595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-award.html' title='Blog Award!'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH5odzEq2AI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3fggciIvruY/s72-c/go2.wordpress.com.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7475536771984549056</id><published>2010-09-01T04:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T04:45:00.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30DBJ: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2iVY6oVmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1BI1jlWi0s0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2iVY6oVmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1BI1jlWi0s0/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Your Favorite Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, this is not fair for the first question. It's so HARD! Every time a new song comes out I declare it "my FAVORITE song" or tell the people around me "OMG I LOVE THIS SONG!" (Yes, I shout it.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To determine my favorite song, I went to my iTunes account to see what song I've played the most. So coming in with a whopping 42 plays is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somebody To Love&lt;/i&gt;, Glee Cast version&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To be fair, when I got my new computer I had to re-import all of my music so my previous play counts were lost. But honestly, I do love &lt;i&gt;Somebody To Love&lt;/i&gt; (including the Queen version, of course) and will always rock out to it whenever it comes on. &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/3203417544559125352-7475536771984549056?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7475536771984549056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-1.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7475536771984549056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7475536771984549056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/09/30dbj-day-1.html' title='30DBJ: Day 1'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2iVY6oVmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1BI1jlWi0s0/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-7573662762524212410</id><published>2010-08-31T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:45:03.569-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBJ'/><title type='text'>30 Day Blog Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2f72ahP0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0R0o3qkge2k/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2f72ahP0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0R0o3qkge2k/s1600/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort not to neglect this blog while I plow through recaps over at &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/"&gt;Burning River Bride&lt;/a&gt;, I'm going to participate in the 30 Day Blog Journal...mission. Can I call it a mission? I'm going to. Plus I'd really like to get in the habit of posting more frequently, so I figure this is a great way to ease myself into that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this over on &lt;a href="http://www.happyhourwithahousewife.com/"&gt;Happy Hour With A Housewife&lt;/a&gt; (do you follow her? You should. She's FAB.) and knew I had to take this on. Every day for the next 30 days I'll write a post answering the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 -  your favorite movie&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - your favorite television program&lt;br /&gt;Day 4  - your favorite book&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - your favorite quote&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - 20 of my  favorite things&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - a  photo that makes you angry/sad&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - a photo you took&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - a  photo taken over 10 years ago of you&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - a photo of you  recently&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - something you are OCD about&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - a fictional  book&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - a non-fictional book&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - your dream house&lt;br /&gt;Day  16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - an art piece  (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 - my wedding/future  wedding/past wedding&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 - a talent of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - a hobby  of yours&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - a recipe&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - a website&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - a  youtube video&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 - where I live&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - your day, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 - your week, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - my worst habit&lt;br /&gt;Day  28 - whats in my handbag/purse&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - hopes,dreams and plans for  the next 365 days&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 - a dream for the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the month I'll have revealed basically everything about me and have nothing left to blog about. Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jk, I have opinions that go on for days :) Has anyone else attempted this? Interested in joining me on my mission? Let me know in the comments so I can follow along with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-7573662762524212410?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7573662762524212410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-day-blog-journal.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7573662762524212410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/7573662762524212410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-day-blog-journal.html' title='30 Day Blog Journal'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TH2f72ahP0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0R0o3qkge2k/s72-c/30dayjournal_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203417544559125352.post-4201319919893331058</id><published>2010-08-30T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:28:16.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Post'/><title type='text'>A Welcome and The Basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hey you guyyyssss!! It's me, Em from &lt;a href="http://burningriverbride.blogspot.com/"&gt;Burning River Bride&lt;/a&gt;. Although I'm still finishing up recaps over there, I have many non-wedding-related posts swimming around in my head that I felt the need to get my post-wedding blog up and rolling. The design is still basic but I have plans to jazz it up eventually. I hope you'll forgive me for not having a fancy-shmancy design just yet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you're new (or if you're just nosy and want to know more about me), I filled out this handy-dandy survey that's been making it's rounds to help you get to know me better. There's some fairly political stuff in here, but I don't foresee bringing much or any of that into my regular blogging. However, my opinions are a big part of who I am and a driving force in how I live my life, so I'm happy to share them in an effort to let you know what I'm all about. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Emily Alexandra. If you know me IRL or are friends with me on facebook, you know the last name :) Most people, even if they've just met me, call me Em. I like and respond to both. I also *really* like my middle name and think it goes really well with my new last name. Possible first daughter name? I think soooo! Gratuitous Emily pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THseCUgtY8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-21sxzGvAcg/s1600/SDC12208_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THseCUgtY8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-21sxzGvAcg/s320/SDC12208_2.JPG" border="0" height="320" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&lt;/b&gt; Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birth date:&lt;/b&gt; February 19, 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Place of birth/Current place of residence:&lt;/b&gt; Born in Lakewood, OH (suburb of Cleveland), currently residing in Bethesda, MD (suburb of DC.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heritage:&lt;/b&gt; Mostly Irish/German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Siblings:&lt;/b&gt; Here we go: 4 half brothers (Kurt, 27; Will, 19; James, 15 (I think?); Calvin, 5) and 2 half sisters (Maddie, 17; Grace, 14) Whew! It's a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Religious/Spiritual affiliation:&lt;/b&gt; My dad tried with all his might to instill (read: force) the Catholic faith in me. Unfortunately for him, but fortunately for me, I rejected Catholicism and now...well, I'm not really sure. I have serious issues with organized religion, but at the same time I feel that extremism on either side is bad. So. I would say that I'm bordering on Agnostic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pets:&lt;/b&gt; 2 cats (Maine Coon), Tyler and Joey. Gratuitous kitty pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THsf5AO-aiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ePDinZyIbWs/s1600/IMG_4420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THsf5AO-aiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ePDinZyIbWs/s320/IMG_4420.JPG" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tyler on the left, Joey on the right. I love these boys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marital status:&lt;/b&gt; Married. Gratuitous wedding pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THvpavfXLKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xYjIU2Az824/s1600/je_bur_wd_211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THvpavfXLKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xYjIU2Az824/s320/je_bur_wd_211.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Photo by &lt;a href="http://linczakphoto.com/"&gt;Linczak Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexual orientation:&lt;/b&gt; Straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tattoos/piercings:&lt;/b&gt; Two holes in each ear, a cartilage piercing and a closed up belly piercing. Two tats, typical "tramp stamp" and a shamrock on my right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glasses:&lt;/b&gt; Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PC or Mac:&lt;/b&gt; I have a Mac and after a few, shall we say "bumps" in the road, I love it. I don't have anything against PC, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mobile phone:&lt;/b&gt; iPhone ALL the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/b&gt; I think I believe in energy and weird stuff like that, but I've never done enough research to really form an opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in UFOs?&lt;/b&gt; I think there is other "life" out there besides what's on this planet. But UFOs like in the movies? No. But really, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abortion:&lt;/b&gt; Vehemently pro-choice. As my friend &lt;a href="http://www.gatorhannah.com/"&gt;Hannah&lt;/a&gt; so eloquently said, being pro-choice does not mean pro-abortion, so in some way I actually consider myself pro-life, just not in the way most people see it. Honestly, I just believe that every woman should have the right to do what she wants with her body. As an "oops baby" myself, I know that my mom could have chosen to abort her pregnancy, and I'm ok with that, although obviously thankful she chose to have me. My mom also put me up for adoption but ultimately didn't go through with it. Again, I'm thankful she raised me, but I understand that sometimes we have to make difficult choices. All I ask is that we're allowed that choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death penalty:&lt;/b&gt; Ironically, I'm pro-death penalty. No long reasoning, just am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gay marriage:&lt;/b&gt; PRO. Pro pro pro proooooooo. One of my best friends is gay and I cannot imagine denying him the RIGHT to marry. The argument against it truly does not make sense to me and I cannot fathom ever understanding where anti-gay marriage supporters are coming from. That being said, we're all entitled to our own opinions and I respect that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where have you traveled?&lt;/b&gt; Well let's see...how about I just list my end destinations? Domestic: NYC, DC, OBX, multiple destinations in Florida, Chicago, LA, Bay-area. Foreign: Mainly Caribbean islands and a few cities in Mexico. I've never had a great urge to go to Europe, but I would *love* to go to Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where else can you be found on the internet?&lt;/b&gt;  Facebook (where you can't actually search for me), Twitter (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Em219"&gt;@Em219&lt;/a&gt;) and, LinkedIn (buuuut you don't know my last name so HA HA you can't find meeee!) But I mean, I guess if you really want to be friends (and still kind of like me after reading my stances on religion, abortion, gay marriage and the death penalty), we'll figure out a way to connect. Just let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing: wondering where I got the name for my blog? Well, I had the hardest time thinking of something. I thought about it a lot and decided to look through the lyrics of some of my favorite songs to see if anything jumped out at me. Some of my favorite songs come from the musical RENT, so naturally I sifted through those songs for inspiration. Yep, I'm a nerd. Anyway, this is a small part of a lyric from the song "I Should Tell You":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trusting desire starting to learn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Walking through fire without a burn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clinging a shoulder a leap begins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stinging and older asleep on pins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a beautiful song. So why "A Leap Begins"?  Life is a series of leaps of faith. I feel like I've taken a lot of big leaps lately, getting married and moving to a new state/city to name a few. My goal for this blog is to document my triumphs as well as failures as I navigate through my new life. I hope you enjoy reading it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done this survey or one like it? Link it in the comments so we can get to know each other better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203417544559125352-4201319919893331058?l=sheleaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4201319919893331058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/08/welcome-and-basics.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4201319919893331058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203417544559125352/posts/default/4201319919893331058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheleaps.blogspot.com/2010/08/welcome-and-basics.html' title='A Welcome and The Basics'/><author><name>EmilyB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03977456818179074757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/TEzFVZMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFmQfk4bhtY/S220/28503_409832171016_357209861016_4664510_3638336_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPF1riuIB4w/THseCUgtY8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-21sxzGvAcg/s72-c/SDC12208_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
