<?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-6239327315540174518</id><updated>2012-03-16T12:25:56.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 9th 2008</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-3312043216608768123</id><published>2010-08-20T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:42:47.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike ride</title><content type='html'>Josh and I just got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; riding our bikes at the park. I want to make it a point to ride them at least every other day...I don't see why it's not possible. I mean today there was a heat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;advisory&lt;/span&gt; and we made it 2 laps around (which is pretty great I think). Well off to my b-day dinner with Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-3312043216608768123?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/3312043216608768123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=3312043216608768123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/3312043216608768123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/3312043216608768123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2010/08/bike-ride.html' title='Bike ride'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-755381042038025377</id><published>2010-08-19T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T06:04:10.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0rqLEUfoI/AAAAAAAAALE/_RTjp5jkcfA/s1600/DSCN3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507105922869395074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0rqLEUfoI/AAAAAAAAALE/_RTjp5jkcfA/s320/DSCN3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggie and Lulu (Best Friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got off of work and I am just wondering what the day will bring....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love when I get home not only do I have a husband that loves me and that is waiting for me I have an excited puppy! Maggie is the best...she knows exactly when I get home from work. Josh says when I am not home when she thinks I am sapposto be she's pittiful till I get there. Mostly though I am so glad shes excited to see me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's grown up so much! I can't believe how small she really was when we first got her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well so like I said in my previous post...I am turning 26! I still can't believe it! My mom had like 3 children by the age of 26. What does a 26 year old act like? What does a 26 year old do? These are some of the thoughts that enter my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0qXK7ARoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nADGrZy09UM/s1600/DSCN3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507104496901179010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0qXK7ARoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nADGrZy09UM/s320/DSCN3096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0qXgfrMQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/A7CS8DE0kCs/s1600/DSCN3080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507104502692131074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0qXgfrMQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/A7CS8DE0kCs/s320/DSCN3080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess now is as good as time as any to clean the homefront.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-755381042038025377?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/755381042038025377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=755381042038025377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/755381042038025377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/755381042038025377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-week.html' title='Birthday week!'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TG0rqLEUfoI/AAAAAAAAALE/_RTjp5jkcfA/s72-c/DSCN3167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-8374379840698733752</id><published>2010-08-17T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:06:56.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again Home again giggity giggity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6jOljACI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Y63Dwenu-cw/s1600/RSCN3424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418608787619874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6jOljACI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Y63Dwenu-cw/s320/RSCN3424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little guy was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cwtCXeI/AAAAAAAAAKU/u7X-xcWOpRc/s1600/RSCN3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418497686756834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cwtCXeI/AAAAAAAAAKU/u7X-xcWOpRc/s320/RSCN3391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a road in Cherokee NC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cub2HlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iid3L_PgtIw/s1600/RSCN3336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418497077780050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cub2HlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iid3L_PgtIw/s320/RSCN3336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are everywhere is TN...this one happend to be in front of a sex shop and strip joint. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cphLzXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nHpdCKQUANY/s1600/RSCN3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418495757995378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cphLzXI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nHpdCKQUANY/s320/RSCN3344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was very interesting. This sign was on the side of a carnival ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cem2PII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/71xJshtVDEU/s1600/DSCN3412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418492828957826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cem2PII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/71xJshtVDEU/s320/DSCN3412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh trying to cross his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5u6VfY7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ac7MGLuQ-G4/s1600/DSCN3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417709998367666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5u6VfY7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ac7MGLuQ-G4/s320/DSCN3392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5v5d-LtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GDnEqxmFsO0/s1600/DSCN3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417726945373906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5v5d-LtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GDnEqxmFsO0/s320/DSCN3393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6HBXcL1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/3333PjKUck4/s1600/DSCN3395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418124202454866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6HBXcL1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/3333PjKUck4/s320/DSCN3395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6HkXNrlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-piK9_rKj2M/s1600/DSCN3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418133596745298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6HkXNrlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-piK9_rKj2M/s320/DSCN3398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6If4LbUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hUeqVvkbZ6E/s1600/DSCN3404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418149572701506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6If4LbUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hUeqVvkbZ6E/s320/DSCN3404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6H5mRy7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/dE560T6UyWI/s1600/DSCN3402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418139297074098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6H5mRy7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/dE560T6UyWI/s320/DSCN3402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6ILX1T5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/E4IG_qkOPuw/s1600/DSCN3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418144068325266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6ILX1T5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/E4IG_qkOPuw/s320/DSCN3403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cKwPu2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/K2LF7XSDoBI/s1600/DSCN3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506418487499668322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6cKwPu2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/K2LF7XSDoBI/s320/DSCN3408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5vXkL-7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Qqy7ixbjJ88/s1600/DSCN3389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417717844638642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5vXkL-7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Qqy7ixbjJ88/s320/DSCN3389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5utJeRrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/D-WawIa-lw0/s1600/DSCN3386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417706458302130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5utJeRrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/D-WawIa-lw0/s320/DSCN3386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I tried to get a picture of Josh he flipped the bird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's not very photogenic....:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5uCUIXSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WQdwpL7KxTQ/s1600/DSCN3385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417694960278818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5uCUIXSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WQdwpL7KxTQ/s320/DSCN3385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5QQkEkkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NaTlm5lu3pQ/s1600/DSCN3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417183389160002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5QQkEkkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NaTlm5lu3pQ/s320/DSCN3382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;North Carolina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5PiOjUOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wxphVdsvwtE/s1600/DSCN3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417170950869218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5PiOjUOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wxphVdsvwtE/s320/DSCN3380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Smokies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5Pb1SedI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w0dHj3c7LIQ/s1600/DSCN3379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417169234295250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5Pb1SedI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w0dHj3c7LIQ/s320/DSCN3379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kept finding the most beautiful Butterflies! This one let me take a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5PPz0J-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/s27Xr0OBPD4/s1600/DSCN3378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417166006888418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5PPz0J-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/s27Xr0OBPD4/s320/DSCN3378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5OwwUK9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/05yUrxbC_W0/s1600/DSCN3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506417157670710226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq5OwwUK9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/05yUrxbC_W0/s320/DSCN3376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq45HhoPnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aZl3M6LU55g/s1600/DSCN3375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416785826004594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq45HhoPnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aZl3M6LU55g/s320/DSCN3375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What the rapids looked like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq44gShJAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VOEeXbDk7WU/s1600/DSCN3374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416775293641730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq44gShJAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VOEeXbDk7WU/s320/DSCN3374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq44T7zI4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/37ys54HNEhE/s1600/DSCN3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416771977126786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq44T7zI4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/37ys54HNEhE/s320/DSCN3373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq44BeJe8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Lk6kSDk_Sno/s1600/DSCN3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416767020923842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq44BeJe8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Lk6kSDk_Sno/s320/DSCN3369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh's wound from the rapids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4ip1z78I/AAAAAAAAAHE/NZvH5iURtK4/s1600/DSCN3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416399900471234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4ip1z78I/AAAAAAAAAHE/NZvH5iURtK4/s320/DSCN3364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq43uvenrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UmXkRMsOK_k/s1600/DSCN3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416761993338546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq43uvenrI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UmXkRMsOK_k/s320/DSCN3366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4i8WUrRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gnI4Z23swhY/s1600/DSCN3365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416404868672786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4i8WUrRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gnI4Z23swhY/s320/DSCN3365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mellow Mushroom....Great Pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4ibPJ5UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ac5K3z4mAyU/s1600/DSCN3363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416395980236098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4ibPJ5UI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ac5K3z4mAyU/s320/DSCN3363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4hoOrMJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R1W9vp4SBPc/s1600/DSCN3362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416382288015506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4hoOrMJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R1W9vp4SBPc/s320/DSCN3362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ode to Grandpa Hunt Happy birthday Grandpa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Reed (John Deer, reed spelled backwards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4hX2un0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/v97l9EK7nkw/s1600/DSCN3361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416377892609858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4hX2un0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/v97l9EK7nkw/s320/DSCN3361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't get this picture to work but I thought that this was beautiful! It's "How great thou art" ingraved in wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4MwkvEQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6z9nDs-0oN4/s1600/DSCN3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416023750775042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4MwkvEQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6z9nDs-0oN4/s320/DSCN3359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We almost bought a pair of boots from this guy....maybe next time. I have this obsession now of owning a pair of cowgirl boots. So sue me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4MQGB56I/AAAAAAAAAGc/RePJXg4deqo/s1600/DSCN3355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416015032051618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4MQGB56I/AAAAAAAAAGc/RePJXg4deqo/s320/DSCN3355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a tattoo in Gatlinburg :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4MG1kQlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1Y0kKw9or78/s1600/DSCN3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416012547080786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4MG1kQlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1Y0kKw9or78/s320/DSCN3356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4L5012oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/65pNjEUJPKc/s1600/DSCN3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416009054378626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4L5012oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/65pNjEUJPKc/s320/DSCN3354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who's that sexy man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4LaqhPMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rOqe0DGjaZU/s1600/DSCN3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506416000689585346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq4LaqhPMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rOqe0DGjaZU/s320/DSCN3340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunsets are beautiful here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq3uPYf2RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oVL39jZ67hI/s1600/DSCN3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506415499445000466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq3uPYf2RI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oVL39jZ67hI/s320/DSCN3353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do love my husband VERY much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq3ts5x7II/AAAAAAAAAF0/I9-k7wCoT64/s1600/DSCN3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506415490189356162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq3ts5x7II/AAAAAAAAAF0/I9-k7wCoT64/s320/DSCN3345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BBQ and River tubbing could life get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq3teTwWlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q69-nDDJUKQ/s1600/DSCN3343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506415486271773266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq3teTwWlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/q69-nDDJUKQ/s320/DSCN3343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mason jar fixure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh and I have been home for a few days now and are trying to get back in the swing of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been nice to be able to go on vacation for at least a few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who don't know Josh and I went to Gatlinburg TN for the week. Let me give you a brief summary about the activities we partook in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Josh and I went river tubing. We paid 14 bucks to get 2 hours of fun and some good ol' BBQ! Josh took a bit of a spill. His tube got caught on a rock and he flipped over cutting his ankle. It's OK though we patched him up. We had a great time....aside from Josh "almost loosing his life on the rapids that day". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next few days were filled with Shopping in Gatlinburg Driving through the smokies. We decided to got to Cherokee NC Indian reservation a day early (where they ship in bead work and other native American crafts from out west) to get our car inspected. That was an experience in itself. Josh and I got to Cherokee and tried to find a place to get an inspection. after driving over 60 miles we finally found out they don't do the full inspection in Cherokee and that we had another 30 miles to go. We went the next 30 miles to Maggie valley and got that finished and were pretty much done for the day after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time we won't try to mix business with pleasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Maggie and I went to the park for a walk. She is always so curious, so ready to explore, and is dragging me along the way. Sometimes I wish that's how my life was. She's such a sweet dog and teaches me so much...I guess what I am saying is that I can wait for motherhood. I can only imagine if I am this way about my puppy girl Maggie...I am in for it being a mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who has seen the show If you really knew me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's, I think one of the best shows on right now. It's in a sense motivational speakers who travel going to high schools around the country taking to kids about breaking out of comfort zones, not being so judgmental, breaking down there walls they build. It's called Challenge day. I found out about it through two of the speakers. They were in Louisville KY flying out on Continental Airlines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the program could have been used in my high school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in what the called resource classes pretty much all my life (since age 8). My parents divorce was right around then. I always felt that I less than other kids because I was a little slower developmentally. Kids would make fun of me for the way I dressed and the different things I would try to do to stand out. There were things that I would do because I wanted acceptance from anyone who would give it to me. That may have been why I was so bitter about those in High school who were happy. Because I looked up to some of them. needless to say it would have helped alot to know there struggles and to have them aware of my struggles. Anyway Check it out it's on MTV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a more hilaroius note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my birthday on the 22 and My lovely Brother and sister in Law sent me a gift in the mail. It wasn't the gift so much as what it said on the envelope that had me rollin' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGrDESZlMtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Lb5LtGVau2w/s1600/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506427972839879378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGrDESZlMtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Lb5LtGVau2w/s320/scan0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGrDD2RT4aI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1z9fiK5RMLg/s1600/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506427965288997282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGrDD2RT4aI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1z9fiK5RMLg/s320/scan0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well until next time when I am a bit older and over my shart problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Laura Sheets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I don't have a tattoo it's Henna ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-8374379840698733752?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/8374379840698733752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=8374379840698733752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/8374379840698733752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/8374379840698733752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-again-home-again-giggity-giggity.html' title='Home again Home again giggity giggity!'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGq6jOljACI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Y63Dwenu-cw/s72-c/RSCN3424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-4558225213310683445</id><published>2010-08-03T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:32:07.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's been a few days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFg0mqqQgHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pcu81lfv0bE/s1600/gatlinburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 351px; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501204783724265586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFg0mqqQgHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pcu81lfv0bE/s320/gatlinburg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFg0FNt3IqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K4Nr2kX82hU/s1600/gatlinburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxz_01c6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Q_KTt7-zQIw/s1600/40208_1558357760658_1286681511_31569567_893579_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201714209190818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxz_01c6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Q_KTt7-zQIw/s320/40208_1558357760658_1286681511_31569567_893579_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This last week has been really great as far as work goes.&lt;br /&gt;I worked on two charters for about 800 soldiers. It was a great experience to have. They had a group of about 10 or 15 of them helping load there bags. Which was nice because my manager told me to hop in the belly of the plane and start loading. there were about 147 bags all about 50 lbs or so (they carry there life in the bags). I would have to say the belly of the plane is only about 3 of 4 feet tall so all 4 of us had to crouch down. I was throwing the bags to a solider behind me and he was throwing them to two guys I worked with. It was a work out. I am so glad I had them there and every were else! I am grateful for the men and women who fight for our freedom! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxzVFxwOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_4igwfg0FmU/s1600/38941_1558358040665_1286681511_31569573_6440283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201702737527010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxzVFxwOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_4igwfg0FmU/s320/38941_1558358040665_1286681511_31569573_6440283_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxykT7aWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/unXsRTM7l-U/s1600/38941_1558357960663_1286681511_31569571_6428739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201689643542882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxykT7aWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/unXsRTM7l-U/s320/38941_1558357960663_1286681511_31569571_6428739_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxyQTfVcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CrC4CVyhEQY/s1600/38699_1558357360648_1286681511_31569559_7363605_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201684272993730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxyQTfVcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CrC4CVyhEQY/s320/38699_1558357360648_1286681511_31569559_7363605_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201686530783410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFgxyYtyeLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fzbVv6OLy_c/s320/workinglaura.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's August 3rd today, 19 more days till I turn 26! I still can't believe that I am going to be 26. It's not at all that I am sad or upset. I am actually happy I am getting older. Things in life are going at a steady idle but I know once Josh finishes school and I have kids life will fly past me. Maybe it's just my inner teen talking but It's going to be so weird to have kids. I see others have kids and there way younger than me it kind of makes me baby hungry. Then I stop and think about what it would actually be like and I think I can wait for at least another year. I just don't want to be one of those old 50 year old moms with a 10 year old. Not that there's anything wrong with that. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway for my birthday Josh and I are going to Gatlinburg TN. I've never been there before but as far as Josh is concerned it's a great place to go. I know we will have fun! Where going tubing down a river all day, going to go to the Aquarium, look at bears in the smokies and find a bunch of other adventures to go on. I'll be sure to tell everyone about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I can't seem to move my pictures around so the very top one is from Gatlinburg TN off the web)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today is my day off so I need to go find something useful to do with it! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-4558225213310683445?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/4558225213310683445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=4558225213310683445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/4558225213310683445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/4558225213310683445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-guess-its-been-few-days.html' title='I guess it&apos;s been a few days'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TFg0mqqQgHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pcu81lfv0bE/s72-c/gatlinburg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-6317578528502079135</id><published>2010-07-25T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T17:39:16.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok its been over a year.</title><content type='html'>OK it's been over 1 year, Josh is half way through his graduate program and I am about ready to pop me out some little ones. Right now I am working for an airline company in Louisville and trying to keep sane at the same time. I do have feelings people. You know the kind that can make you feel bad. Sometimes I have to laugh though, like for instance today there was a 13 year old girl with the attitude from...well lets say it was her world and we are just hangin' out in it. Anyway you know when you go to the airport you have to stand in line, and there are fabric barriers telling you what way to go. Well this girl decides that those don't apply to her and unhooks one of them, lets it fly and walks right up to the kiosk just standing there. I simply asked her what she was doing and she ignored my like I wasn't there...then she expects me to help her....hummm. I think not. Sorry Sandy she's all yours. I don't take to kindly to some one so disrespectful. Maybe it's payback for all the times I acted like that? Who knows but it seems like everyday it's something else, and not always from bratty teens but I am talked grown men and women here people....Corporate CEO's and junk. Shew.&lt;br /&gt;Well enough with the rant I just want to get on here and express how I am doing and things that have been going on.&lt;br /&gt;This Month has been one of the more difficult months we have had in a while. Not only have there been record breaking temperatures, but Josh has had to take summer classes. Graduate schools hard even when your not in it. Some one should have warned us.&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I have been making the best of it though. We have started running more...because where to poor to do any other activity. It's great fun. We go to Cherokee park in Louisville Ky. I run with Maggi (our little beagle basset hound) and Josh runs ahead. It's kind of hilarious in a few ways. We start out before josh about a half a mile or at least till Maggie and I get our pace. Then Josh comes around the corner and passes us...When Maggie sees Josh pass she about rips my arm out of my socket and pulls me forward. It's a great workout for me and I would have to guess it wears the magsters out also. I am just glad I got one of those chest collars otherwise I think her neck would be broken. &lt;br /&gt;:)Our other fun activity has been making different types of healthy pizza. Today it was Spicy BBQ Chicken pizza on whole wheat crust. Yummy if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the store and bought a sketch pad and pencils. We both decided we need a creative outlet. I would like to start with sketches and work my way to pastels and or acrylics.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what direction I go to. &lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;until next time.&lt;br /&gt;laura-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-6317578528502079135?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/6317578528502079135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=6317578528502079135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6317578528502079135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6317578528502079135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2010/07/ok-its-been-over-year.html' title='Ok its been over a year.'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-3550871803909969711</id><published>2009-06-28T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:37:58.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UpDate On the Sheets</title><content type='html'>So It's been a while! I thought I'd update whomever reads this...I think you all pretty much gave up on my blog it has been stagnate for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as most of you know Josh and I are moving to Louisville KY. Josh got excepted into the school of social work/ Marriage and family therapy. It's exciting to be in this situation where the world is at my fingertips...There is so much fun to be had!&lt;br /&gt;speaking of fun, Friday was my last day at work...I am so excited to be open to new options. I do have an interview for Gap Kids when I move.&lt;br /&gt;Raaa...move...I am looking at my living room and it looks like someone with super human powers came and whipped through here...how am I ever going to fix this...I guess I'll have to find my inner super powers.&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'd better get ready for church! It's our last Sunday here in G'boro and I wouldn't want to be late.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-3550871803909969711?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/3550871803909969711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=3550871803909969711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/3550871803909969711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/3550871803909969711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-on-sheets.html' title='UpDate On the Sheets'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-5536830590750359848</id><published>2008-08-27T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:11:23.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so It's rainny. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So it' s rainny here in Greensboro and it's not stopping for anything. In some places it's up to your ankles...just another sign of the times I guess... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are horns for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are horns for?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I thought they were to get peoples attention not to piss people off... I guess I learned my lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the light turned red this morning and the guy in front of me wasn't going, so I decided to give a little honk you know to let him know the light turned green...oh he didn't like that much he decided to go then put his brakes on to "show me who's boss" I didn't mean it with any ill will but I guess that's how it's misiturpreted. We need out of this mad house called Greensboro... people are crazy here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So also are ward got so big we had to split it. I had never experienced this before but we're in the new ward of Summerfield. I am excited all except that we meet at 1:30-4:30 P.M. which wouldn't pose a problem other than my work, I was told is a weekend job and that I would have to work sundays...which takes away from my salvation (not taking the sacrement) I am very worried about my job but what is more important? humm...I know! work is only open from 1-6 on sunday and yup (counting getting ready and winding down) That's pretty much church hours. man-O-man. How does this look being a manager? (not so good eh) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/SLVugEtB3HI/AAAAAAAAABo/wk5dr3uO2LI/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239215238812916850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/SLVugEtB3HI/AAAAAAAAABo/wk5dr3uO2LI/s320/home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the Gosple with all my heart and want to show it and my savior that same respect. I guess I got myself all worked up...but the fact of the matter is no one here understands the BIG picture if you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I should call this the venter blog. It feels good though to let it all out...I am just nerviose for work and what they are going to say...:) oh well in the big picture it doesn't matter....:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all and thanks for listening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-5536830590750359848?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/5536830590750359848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=5536830590750359848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/5536830590750359848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/5536830590750359848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-its-rainny.html' title='so It&apos;s rainny. . .'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/SLVugEtB3HI/AAAAAAAAABo/wk5dr3uO2LI/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-2619537554880947690</id><published>2008-04-28T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T09:32:17.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Anyway</title><content type='html'>So it's almost the end of the semester and I just can't wait! There are so many things that I am excited for! We had MTC training at church on Friday. Josh and I taught a lesson to the youth and YSA (young singles) it was an awesome growing experience. I can't stop sharing the Gospel...well inviting people. So many opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;Well as far as I can tell everyone is doing great...I wouldn't really know though I mean I guess I could investigate...pick up bits and pieces from others piece them all together.&lt;br /&gt;anyway things are going good here in GSO like I said it's the end of the semester which gives me more time to work and travel to the beach or the mountains...who knows. with gas prices topping out at 3.60 I think I'd rather bike. so much for going out west at all.&lt;br /&gt;oh thanks for the apology Sara...I had a dream about 3 or 4 days after that dad called me up and told me you had died...so from what Josh and I can put together is that there will be change in your life...yeah that dream threw me off and didn't really settle well with me I do love you Sara and fights are just all apart of being sisters....oh P.S. I am not at all like mom thinking your actually going anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am going now. lataz,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-2619537554880947690?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/2619537554880947690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=2619537554880947690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/2619537554880947690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/2619537554880947690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-anyway.html' title='So Anyway'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-6425818935271911787</id><published>2008-04-09T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:32:16.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting along.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone I just got finninshed catching up on everyones blogs it's great to hear how everyone is doing. Josh and I are doing great I don't know if anyone knows he started a job at old time pottery as a head cashier and they want him to be full time but he's not out of school just yet. they have some great deals there and were very fortunate that he's found something to make him happy.&lt;br /&gt;So I might be going horse back riding tomarrow with a girl from class. I've only been a couple of times but from what I can rememeber it was a blast. One time I went with bichop pulsifer and felicia and I went on one horse and it galloped away and I couldn't control my blader I peed all over us it was hilarious! (Give me a break I was little)&lt;br /&gt;anyway gota run peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-6425818935271911787?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/6425818935271911787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=6425818935271911787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6425818935271911787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6425818935271911787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-along.html' title='Getting along.'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-8930103139412497255</id><published>2008-04-02T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:53:10.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little longer.</title><content type='html'>I am just sitting here waiting for 12 A.M. for Josh to register for classes I thought I'd write a few words. I OF COURSE forgot my information on signing up for my classes so hopfully I'll get to it tomarrow tonight I had activity day girls and I had alot of fun just hangin' out with some fun girls and making tacos with that little ladys their funny we over heard them taking about the election and Barack Obama...(who I might vote for) not alot of the family is a fan of me for saying so but oh well we all are intitled to our own views and oppinions. well I have to get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-8930103139412497255?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/8930103139412497255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=8930103139412497255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/8930103139412497255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/8930103139412497255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-little-longer.html' title='Just a little longer.'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-6975730468917381272</id><published>2008-03-31T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:14:56.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smokers</title><content type='html'>Oh goodness I should be working on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; but guess what I am not I am just hanging out listening to some girls complain about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;professor&lt;/span&gt; and two guys admit to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; that "man I need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt;!" Like its life or death...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; just death for who though? Me the people around them or me? This girl in my class on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; was just sitting in class with a real lazy look on her face and she had mentioned she couldn't breath. I didn't think she was that serious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; she kept going in and out of the room and didn't come back...she had stayed in the stairwell crying and she had said her feet and hands went numb....do you even have to ask if she smokes? nope..not me...it's very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;apparent&lt;/span&gt;...what is so appealing to smokers? well anyway I am glad we had this talk.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-6975730468917381272?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/6975730468917381272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=6975730468917381272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6975730468917381272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6975730468917381272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/03/smokers.html' title='smokers'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-9152514327674061026</id><published>2008-03-19T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:49:12.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling a bit groggy today</title><content type='html'>I love my little nephews and neices there pictures make me happy!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so today I was a slacker and slept till 10am I studied a little for my math test today and ended up feeling like I didn't do very well...life is to short I've been told to slack and I feel I am just a lazy bum who doesn't take advantage of all that life has to offer. I need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get going and work on my History of rock test. I hope all is well in no mans land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-9152514327674061026?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/9152514327674061026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=9152514327674061026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/9152514327674061026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/9152514327674061026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/03/feeling-bit-groggy-today.html' title='feeling a bit groggy today'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-4211459243872578138</id><published>2008-03-18T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:41:06.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not over till the fat laura sings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_UXH6i7oI/AAAAAAAAABE/RqYvPPsC3vw/s1600-h/happytyler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179091590226046594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_UXH6i7oI/AAAAAAAAABE/RqYvPPsC3vw/s320/happytyler.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_URX6i7nI/AAAAAAAAAA8/N_CAqFrNaPg/s1600-h/tasiabum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179091491441798770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="251" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_URX6i7nI/AAAAAAAAAA8/N_CAqFrNaPg/s320/tasiabum.JPG" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_UMX6i7mI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VTLeU5uiE0w/s1600-h/zoey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179091405542452834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_UMX6i7mI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VTLeU5uiE0w/s320/zoey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_T8n6i7lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O9WWfQTWTso/s1600-h/tasia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179091134959513170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_T8n6i7lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O9WWfQTWTso/s320/tasia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_TyH6i7kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xg8JzkslI9M/s1600-h/ryland.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179090954570886722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_TyH6i7kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xg8JzkslI9M/s320/ryland.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_Trn6i7jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aGgECw5e6wM/s1600-h/kiara.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179090842901737010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_Trn6i7jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aGgECw5e6wM/s320/kiara.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_Tk36i7iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N1219Jc4Gto/s1600-h/ben.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179090726937620002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_Tk36i7iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N1219Jc4Gto/s320/ben.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so I thought I was over the crappy cruddy sickness....but it's not so...I am still coughing up a storm....funny it's alittle cloudy out mabey that saying is true...:) I guess we'll really never know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I went to my first class (of course 5 min. late as usual) and we had to right a demand writing on the Bubonic Plague AKA The Black Death! It's pretty interesting on how everthing was so easily spread by animals...I wonder why the animals don't die of these diesases?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway I got some photos of my trip to SGU and I have to say my little neices and nephews are awsome I love them here are some pic Hope you like~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'-laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-4211459243872578138?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/4211459243872578138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=4211459243872578138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/4211459243872578138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/4211459243872578138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-over-till-fat-laura-sings.html' title='not over till the fat laura sings'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R9_UXH6i7oI/AAAAAAAAABE/RqYvPPsC3vw/s72-c/happytyler.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-4971026653994291646</id><published>2008-03-17T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:41:06.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R96h0n6i7hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GDnXiURwKvs/s1600-h/pump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178754546962460178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R96h0n6i7hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GDnXiURwKvs/s320/pump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never in my life have I had such allergies...the sniffing the sneezing...I think the best part about allergies is the swimmy head...I think it feels cool when you walk around, although half the time I almost fall over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got over what felt like a flu/cold. I had just flew back from my trip out west to good ol' Utah and received a sickness that had me goin' for a good solid 4 days. I can't remember a time where I felt this ill...I cough so much I think I am getting a nice twin pack on my tummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are just a few of the nice things about getting sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now back at school trying to catch up on my geometry and English. I am beginning to love math it's so great when you actually know what your doing, tests still suck... Obviously I don't really care for English all that much more so grammar but that's the beauty of the blog. You don't really have to be all that great at anything to right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad I am in school so I can sharpen my mad skills though. I am so excited for the future whatever it brings...oh speaking of which I best get to class I've missed to many days in this class already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-4971026653994291646?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/4971026653994291646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=4971026653994291646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/4971026653994291646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/4971026653994291646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/03/allergies.html' title='Allergies!!!'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/R96h0n6i7hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GDnXiURwKvs/s72-c/pump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239327315540174518.post-6364243417274475511</id><published>2008-03-10T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:54:56.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Hey everyone it's Laura I am just between classes and thought I'd write a note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I just got back from spring break and boy it was a nice long break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I had a chance to go on vacation to St.George, utah for 7 days. The trip was great I got to go for a hike with my sister and dad and boy did I miss that....It's so peaceful so relaxing so beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I need to be in nature more. God created this earth for us to enjoy and I spend so much time talking about how I need to get out and go hiking. I just need to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Today is just a beautiful day (looking over the allergies) the sun on my back is just the best ever not only does it make me feel great on the outside it makes me feel great on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gratful I had a chance to see my family and spend time with my friends. I am so happy I have a family who loves me and who cares for my well being. I don't know what I'd be without my dad he's honestly the best example of hard work and how to treat others...I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;well I've gota run to class.&lt;br /&gt;more later.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239327315540174518-6364243417274475511?l=laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/feeds/6364243417274475511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239327315540174518&amp;postID=6364243417274475511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6364243417274475511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239327315540174518/posts/default/6364243417274475511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurahuntsheets.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Laura's blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09127769449005571973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V010TRJVaU/TGqqwExLLtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6pjx-aGbzg/S220/DSCN3301.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
