<?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-2888765697341623251</id><updated>2011-08-18T05:21:55.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh mama</title><subtitle type='html'>I love to laugh.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-4327575725064276786</id><published>2011-07-26T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:46:22.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Time.</title><content type='html'>This post is going to be really real. I'm going to share with you my decision to go on a mission for my church. I have always thought about going. In the back of mind it was always something i wanted to do. I was really good at making up the excuse not to go though, really good. Here are a few, 1. I'll just go with my husband. 2. I'm too old (I'm 24). 3. I've been through too much they wouldn't let me go. 4. i'm dating someone and it could be marriage so I'll just wait and see what happens. etc. etc. There's more but we don't need to get into that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know or now you will that my little brother is currently serving in China Hong Kong. He is a rockstar. For the last six months or so in probably every other letter I have gotten he has said Lindz you should go on a mission. Every time I either completely ignore him or write back telling him he is an idiot. My mom has done the same thing always asking lindz what about a mission? I would just get kinda bugged and say do you want me to come back an old maid and never get married? serious. i said that. Well a couple weeks ago I really started to think about it. Really. I was gchatting my bff Tiff and just straight up asked her should i go on a mission? i'm sure i threw her off but when i asked her i couldn't stop crying. We stopped chatting and I just went down into my room and I said a prayer about halfway through i said you know heavenly father this is probably a way dumb question but, should i go on a mission? I have NEVER in my life felt the spirit the way I did when I received my answer. I cried for a long time and knew that this was the next step in my life. For the last year I have felt so lost and confused and worried about what I was going to do next, where I was going to go, or who i was going to live with. This has been my answer all along. It's not about oh i wish i would have known earlier or that I had gone when I was 21 it's about me being ready right now at this exact moment in my life to serve the Lord! Right now! This is my time! I just want to serve. I'm so excited and for the first time in a very long time I am genuinely happy. When I talk about going on my mission I will either a. cry like a baby or b. smile from ear to ear. I am so thrilled! I wish everyone could feel the way I do right now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my call/papers. I have turned everything in except for my dental work which has been quite the bump in the road and go back on friday to make sure i don't have tb (what is tb anyways? i asked the nurse and she didn't even know) other than that I'm ready to go and should have everything turned in by sometime next week! Which means that I should get my call about 2 weeks after that! Crazy! I'm so excited to find out where I will be serving! Everyone keeps asking what if you go here or there? I'll go anywhere! Idaho, Temple Square (Jojo will probably stalk me like crazy though so i'm almost positive I won't go there), or China with my brother! i just want to serve! Take your guesses and I'll let you know as soon as I find out! I want to have a BBQ when I do receive my call and open it with all my close friends! if you will be in Utah you are invited! I would love for anyone and everyone to be there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-4327575725064276786?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/4327575725064276786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/07/mission-time.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4327575725064276786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4327575725064276786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/07/mission-time.html' title='Mission Time.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2015538054873528133</id><published>2011-04-22T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:52:52.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>Today I've been having what some people call, one of those days. Then about 15 minutes ago I had this startling thought, "why in the world am i sad? what do i honestly have to be sad about?" NOTHING. Sometimes you just need the reminder of the things in life that make you YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. I LOVE the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I really want my very own dog. Really. It will happen soon I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate, hate, hate the snow. Can it be 90 everyday again? Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Friends. Ross, Mon, Rach, Chandler, Joey and Pheebs really know how to brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm a morning person. I love getting up early and having my whole day ahead of me. Going to bed early is fantastic. Not saying I do either but I want to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Turkey sandwiches are my favorite. With those Chili chips you can only buy at costco. oh and a coke but you knew that already ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I can’t wink. I try so hard; I even hold down one eye and I just can’t do it! I have to find other ways to be seductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I really love any kind of fruit snack. I can eat a giant box of fruit by the foot from costco in a week or less. I like to think it's a talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I like my showers/baths to be almost scalding hot. Every time I get out my feet are bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I get really clammy hands when I’m nervous. Ok, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I wish I were Ellen Degeneres, minus the lesbian thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I eat out regularly because it's easiest. I want to be an amazing cook. One day I will be just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love to go on road trips. Real bonding experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. My family is my life. Thank you for moving to Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I love Britney Spears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I hate to make any sort of decision when it comes to picking somewhere to eat. I will always say whatever you want. Promise. Ok I hate making decisions in general. It's hardddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I don't have any insurance. Please don't hurt me. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. My favorite tree car freshener is watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I am 2 Fast 2 Furious. Can't wait for Fast Five next week. I'm dressing up gold booty shorts and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I love ice cream. I wish I could pick a favorite but I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I love the beach. Laying in the hot sand is the very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When I was in high school I was running against myself in an election and decided to just tell a joke and I got booed. Yep. It really happened. Luckily I laugh every time I think of his moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I want to travel the world. Seriously, the whole entire world. My grandparents have done it TWICE. It is my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My favorite color is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I really like all colors but if I had to choose it would definitely be pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I wish I could drink coca-cola like water. I love it that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;26. I love candles. I have tons in my room and bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;27. Third Eye Blind is my all time favorite band in the world. I saw them for the first time last summer and just about died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;28. J. Crew has put a spell on me and even somehow got me to get a credit card?! I know I should sue them or something! It's insane how much I love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;29. Reading is something that will always make me happy. I have about 10 books on my nightstand ready to be devoured! Can't wait to dive right in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;30. Adventure is something I would like to do more of. I get confortable in a routine and need to just break out every now and then and do something wild!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well there's a short list of some of the things that make me Lindsay. Life is so great. I have everything to be grateful for. My grandpa used to sing this song to me every time I came over to visit him. He has passed away but every time I hear this I think of him. He was always so happy when we were together. I was his favorite grandchild but don't tell anyone ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlHiUFFo15g/TbJ2fn4imRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GE0y2aX1GAA/s1600/sun.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlHiUFFo15g/TbJ2fn4imRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GE0y2aX1GAA/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598667572429101330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2015538054873528133?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2015538054873528133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunshine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2015538054873528133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2015538054873528133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MlHiUFFo15g/TbJ2fn4imRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GE0y2aX1GAA/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2886938847702104453</id><published>2011-04-06T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:02:54.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uh oh uh oh uh oh oh no no</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SMf-dwFPY/TaIpKeo0rlI/AAAAAAAAANo/f9PcyLvaFGY/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SMf-dwFPY/TaIpKeo0rlI/AAAAAAAAANo/f9PcyLvaFGY/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594078947147296338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is supposed to be lyrics to that one beyonce song. ohh you get it now huh? good good. i thought it fit perfectly with that little pic i found online earlier this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today while i was at work i realized something. i'm not even making any money? i spend it all on clothes. so they money i make goes straight back to the gap. gosh the are clever huh? they reel you in with the great job and the awesome discount and then you are in so much trouble because you sit and stare and the clothes all day so when you are off you think well i guess ill buy that i've been staring at it all day and folded it twenty times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm on my way to fabulous las vegas with this babe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyMxMiJGZYU/TaIw7b2JWXI/AAAAAAAAANw/oOVpWTQQEgw/s1600/IMG_0670-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyMxMiJGZYU/TaIw7b2JWXI/AAAAAAAAANw/oOVpWTQQEgw/s320/IMG_0670-pola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594087484792854898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do a whole lotta this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oj9uSsVgg2w/TaIxKOyx3dI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F1I0JvvsepQ/s1600/IMG_7928-pola01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oj9uSsVgg2w/TaIxKOyx3dI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F1I0JvvsepQ/s320/IMG_7928-pola01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594087738987109842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these babes will be coming along as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bE8Kd3LwX80/TaI2I0uO4tI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CJQA8BdQT-w/s1600/lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bE8Kd3LwX80/TaI2I0uO4tI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CJQA8BdQT-w/s320/lo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594093212366987986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mini me and her bestie paige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wuQqc8W8k0k/TaIzYtCiMUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mopg7XQeNRE/s1600/krys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wuQqc8W8k0k/TaIzYtCiMUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mopg7XQeNRE/s320/krys.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594090186647679298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my besties krystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be a really fun trip. can't wait to lay out in the sun :) see ya lata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2886938847702104453?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2886938847702104453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/04/uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-oh-no-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2886938847702104453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2886938847702104453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/04/uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-oh-no-no.html' title='uh oh uh oh uh oh oh no no'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SMf-dwFPY/TaIpKeo0rlI/AAAAAAAAANo/f9PcyLvaFGY/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2004009983008984032</id><published>2011-03-20T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:03:14.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ga ga oh la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWM_-vzzLnw/TYZnYhzIrjI/AAAAAAAAANg/HnOaunTT9uM/s1600/gagaga.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWM_-vzzLnw/TYZnYhzIrjI/AAAAAAAAANg/HnOaunTT9uM/s320/gagaga.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586266058887048754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVqFfOoCibQ/TYZnYd5AH8I/AAAAAAAAANY/CDxDJgpbQhY/s1600/gaga.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVqFfOoCibQ/TYZnYd5AH8I/AAAAAAAAANY/CDxDJgpbQhY/s320/gaga.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586266057837912002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy Moly Guacamole. Seriously. I have never been so busy. I work everyday well not EVERY day but close enough. I love it. I love having a job and working the only downfall, my social life. It is non existent at the moment. I am so tired by the time I'm off there is no way I'm doing anything but going home and watching a movie and eating. Speaking of eating mall food is disgusting. The only thing I eat is subway and you can't do that everyday so I'll branch out and get panda or hot dog on a stick (i know, i know). It's disgusting. I wish it was warm so I could run or do something to make myself feel better. It just sits there in my stomach and I swear when I get the cheese on a stick the cheese it never leaves my stomach...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night my boss and bestie Jordan and I went to Lady Gaga. OMG. She is freaking crazy and I loved it. haha. Her outfits were to die for and she is just pure nutso. I tried to take pics on my phone but only one turned out of her and you can't even really see her. Oh well. One of my favorite nights. The whole concert was just one huge dance party. We wanted to dress up really bad but got the tickets super last minute and ended up going straight from work so we looked ready to go see Tay Swift in our button up shirts and jeans. It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note. I have read 4 books in the last month and none of them really impressed me. I mean they were entertaining for sure but nothing really past that. I wasn't left thinking about them after. I need some good books and am open to your suggestions. Help me find some good books! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well back to my martha magazines. Gotta get creative :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2004009983008984032?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2004009983008984032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/03/ga-ga-oh-la-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2004009983008984032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2004009983008984032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/03/ga-ga-oh-la-la.html' title='Ga ga oh la la'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWM_-vzzLnw/TYZnYhzIrjI/AAAAAAAAANg/HnOaunTT9uM/s72-c/gagaga.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-3631008655558201651</id><published>2011-03-07T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:47:33.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq2Tjq2Klmc/TXXfB_k8VrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xSB9t7ABP2k/s1600/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq2Tjq2Klmc/TXXfB_k8VrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xSB9t7ABP2k/s320/funny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581612538534844082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-3631008655558201651?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/3631008655558201651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/03/too-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3631008655558201651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3631008655558201651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/03/too-funny.html' title='Too funny.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq2Tjq2Klmc/TXXfB_k8VrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xSB9t7ABP2k/s72-c/funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-5424052034560978505</id><published>2011-02-24T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:11:02.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JAoUKHzYV8/TWbCaL54WdI/AAAAAAAAANI/MHcHpngu3Y4/s1600/scan0005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JAoUKHzYV8/TWbCaL54WdI/AAAAAAAAANI/MHcHpngu3Y4/s320/scan0005-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577358943672883666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hpR6hJ4voA/TWbCZ9W9PfI/AAAAAAAAANA/dqGMNEhDsMQ/s1600/scan0003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hpR6hJ4voA/TWbCZ9W9PfI/AAAAAAAAANA/dqGMNEhDsMQ/s320/scan0003-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577358939768307186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txILj9IMhlc/TWbCZ3A5rEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mBu9aHsKGFE/s1600/scan0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txILj9IMhlc/TWbCZ3A5rEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mBu9aHsKGFE/s320/scan0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577358938065185858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oSY6tJCop3U/TWbCZTRdb1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/qrt9DvTAa3s/s1600/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oSY6tJCop3U/TWbCZTRdb1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/qrt9DvTAa3s/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577358928470962002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkYnJs2-EZU/TWbCZAIDdkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/epnsi9FT7n8/s1600/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkYnJs2-EZU/TWbCZAIDdkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/epnsi9FT7n8/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577358923331237442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss this kid lots these days. These pictures are just classic. The last one has to be my favorite picture ever of Buddy. He is doing so well on his mission. His letters completely blow my mind. Life is really really good these days. I couldn't tell you why but I am extremely more joyful than I have been in such a long time. It's like radiating inside of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My job is going really well. I love it. I just went to CA for the presidents weekend. I go there a lot huh? haha. Well I love going home. It was a great weekend. Kristi and I just hung out and relaxed. No go go go just hanging out eating good food, my kind of weekend. Girlscout cookies galore! I wish those dang girls would get up here to Utah so I could place my order or something! What the heck! If anyone sees them I want samoas and tagalongs. Soo good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a couple weeks ago I caught bieber fever. No joke. Went to the movie with my sister and her friends and fell in love. I want him in my life. He is the cutest most talented thing in the whole entire world. I wish he was a little bit older or that I was a little bit younger. True love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well back to all my recorded tv shows I have to catch up on. Off the map is really good if anyone is wondering. I still watch Grey's and Private Practice too. Shonda Rhimes is a genius. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-5424052034560978505?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/5424052034560978505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/02/oldies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/5424052034560978505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/5424052034560978505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/02/oldies.html' title='Oldies.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JAoUKHzYV8/TWbCaL54WdI/AAAAAAAAANI/MHcHpngu3Y4/s72-c/scan0005-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2166703838743751645</id><published>2011-02-08T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:14:03.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day.</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day being unemployed. It's a strange feeling. I'm excited to finally have a job. I'm just worried about Jojo. What is she going to do with me? I mean I wake up everyday around 10/10:30am, eat, watch something on tv, shower(if your lucky) and just hang out at home. She is surely going to miss having me around allll day everyday! Now I'm sure you are all dying to know what it is I will be doing for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some hints:&lt;br /&gt;mellow yellow&lt;br /&gt;jeans&lt;br /&gt;the mall&lt;br /&gt;fall into the....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAP! I start tomorrow at 8 am. So gross but I am actually excited to have something to wake me up earlier. I oddly love having a schedule and getting up early. I know right now it may seem as if I am a night owl but I would prefer to go to bed early and wake up early. No joke. I love the morning! It's just so easy to stay up late these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I would love it to be spring/summer already. I hate being cold. Hate being cold. I look at pictures of summer and long for the warm summer sun! Freckles on my skin and shave ice in my hand. Oh man the list goes on and on. I'll stop now. The next time I post I will have a job! Oh my gosh! My parents must be so proud and excited for me to start paying them back the millions of dollars I owe them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2166703838743751645?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2166703838743751645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2166703838743751645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2166703838743751645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-day.html' title='Last Day.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-5509419335342893236</id><published>2011-01-28T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T16:44:16.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This just happened.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUNdfUS7HhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1yjfjzsn0xU/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUNdfUS7HhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1yjfjzsn0xU/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567396356965473810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While sitting in the coffee pod, our very own Central Perk, Tiffany or as I sometimes like to call her Fanny is watching our fav show friends on her computer and I'm just networking away trying to find a job. It's pretty quiet in here and there are about 5/6 people sitting near us. Fanny shouts, "hey what's my aura like?" haha. Shouts, seriously. Everyone kinda looks up slightly startled.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001435/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Phoebe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;as Ross sits down on the sofa, Pheobe begins "cleansing his aura"&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001710/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Ross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Oh no, no stop cleansing my aura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001435/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Phoebe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: But...&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;continues&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001710/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Ross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No just leave my aura alone... OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001435/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Phoebe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Fine... be murky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001710/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Ross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'll be fine... really you guys, I hope she'll be very happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001073/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Monica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No you don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001710/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Ross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No I don't! To hell with her! She left me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001455/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Joey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You never knew she was a lesbian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001710/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Ross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;stares at Joey... &lt;/i&gt;] No! OK? Why does everyone keep fixating on that? She didn't know. How should I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001612/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Chandler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sometimes I wish I was a lesbian...&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;everyone stares at Chandler&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001612/" style="color: rgb(19, 108, 178); "&gt;Chandler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: ... Did I say that out loud? &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/2888765697341623251-5509419335342893236?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/5509419335342893236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-just-happened.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/5509419335342893236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/5509419335342893236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-just-happened.html' title='This just happened.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUNdfUS7HhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1yjfjzsn0xU/s72-c/IMG_0612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7454177864508056728</id><published>2011-01-26T16:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:31:21.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some pics from the last couple weeks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHy8MxT7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PUBMmM4SLEY/s1600/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHy8MxT7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PUBMmM4SLEY/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566668817397010354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;St. George crew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHWYl07rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jfcBmGwK-lc/s1600/IMG_1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHWYl07rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jfcBmGwK-lc/s320/IMG_1057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566668326802091698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sundance film fest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHKMavXRI/AAAAAAAAAME/fjFvQyX2_SQ/s1600/IMG_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHKMavXRI/AAAAAAAAAME/fjFvQyX2_SQ/s320/IMG_1066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566668117375933714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys. so sorry. super sorry. it's been quite a long time since i blogged. quite a long time. seriously almost a few months. sad part is i have no excuses. i don't even have a job or anything. haha. this just turned into a depressing blog post. oh well. anyways. i have had a good couple months. minus the whole i still don't have a job thing. i have kept myself busy with friends and fun winter activities. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently i have gotten way to into the bachelor. worst/best reality tv show made. i always talk about how dumb it is but if i watch that first episode im hooked. i have to know what happens. everyone is going to hate me for this but i freaking love michelle. haha. she knows what she is doing man. mean girls always get the man remember vienna? i hope she is acting. either way it makes the show so much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sundance festival is here! i have gone up a few times and just love what happens to park city when the celebrities arrive. i went to harry o's last friday night thanks to my friend liz who got tiff meacham and i in! it was crazy! i remember walking by this guy a couple times and he had on a long blond wig and had a huge black man behind him and these were my exact thoughts, "gross there are transvestites here." nothing against trannies i love trannies. so guess who it was? yes. i am the idiot here. james franco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well that's all i have for everyone right now. time to eat more chocolate and watch modern family. until next time: happy birthday ellen degeneres, i love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7454177864508056728?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7454177864508056728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/01/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7454177864508056728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7454177864508056728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2011/01/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TUDHy8MxT7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/PUBMmM4SLEY/s72-c/IMG_1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-1604382489861069361</id><published>2010-11-19T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:57:50.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Oleander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TObpZQRepmI/AAAAAAAAALw/lvI7PUEPwNQ/s1600/whiteoleander8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TObpZQRepmI/AAAAAAAAALw/lvI7PUEPwNQ/s320/whiteoleander8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541373011600254562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched this movie last night. I read the book awhile ago and have seen the movie before and remembered why I love it so much. Every time I watch this movie I have this strange feeling of happiness. The film is extremely depressing which is why this is so strange to me. I honestly cannot describe the feelings that I have when I watch this film but every time I do I feel the same. I was just chatting with my buddy Tyler Weaver and asking him if he thought this was crazy and he replied "No way. I feel the same way about the shire in lord of the rings."(he's a little weird, jk) but seriously.. He then went on to say Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was another one he thought about and I got all excited, agreed with him and he said, "just kidding." I love when that happens. Bottom line if you are looking for a good book (slightly depressing) this one is it. The movie is one of the few I can say does a pretty good job of duplicating the book. The characters are perfect. They leave a few things out but nothing huge. It's so well written and one of my favorites which says a lot. Those of you who know me know how much I love to read. Oh and it was in Oprah's book club which means nada to me. She has really awful taste in books...sorry oprah lovers my loyalty lies with Ellen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TObxCvlIXzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_V2nR6Ryaak/s1600/white_oleander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TObxCvlIXzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_V2nR6Ryaak/s320/white_oleander.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541381420960210738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-1604382489861069361?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/1604382489861069361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/white-oleander.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1604382489861069361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1604382489861069361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/white-oleander.html' title='White Oleander'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TObpZQRepmI/AAAAAAAAALw/lvI7PUEPwNQ/s72-c/whiteoleander8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-3911156895760440591</id><published>2010-11-15T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:56:04.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it spring yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TOIc6mfYsCI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMSaAd4NSmM/s1600/jcrew_spring_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TOIc6mfYsCI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMSaAd4NSmM/s320/jcrew_spring_2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540022284709310498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-3911156895760440591?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/3911156895760440591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-it-spring-yet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3911156895760440591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3911156895760440591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-it-spring-yet.html' title='Is it spring yet?'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TOIc6mfYsCI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMSaAd4NSmM/s72-c/jcrew_spring_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-6153987747139013003</id><published>2010-11-15T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:03:06.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shot the sheriff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TOGrZBBnf6I/AAAAAAAAALg/dB9mD5TPEUg/s1600/shooter"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TOGrZBBnf6I/AAAAAAAAALg/dB9mD5TPEUg/s320/shooter" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539897462902718370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That's me with a gun. A big gun. I shot that gun. Don't worry no one died. I'm a good shooter. All those carnival games really paid off. To be honest I'm not sure if I'm a good shooter or not. I felt like my aim was really good but never could tell if I was even close to any targets. I just kept on shooting. All in all it was a great first shooting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note. I am sitting at the coffee pod (it is my favorite place) and the music is slightly more enjoyable. Today is a Frank Sinatra mix. Somewhat loveable. Better than that other crazy stuff from last week. I want to take out my headphones and just listen to whatever I want but then all conversation with Fanny Baker would be lost and I love chatting with her so I listen to whatever music they provide me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's monday so everyone knows what that means. Stress. Job stressssssss. I have lots to get done and here I am blogging. What in the world?! Lindz get to work geeezzzoo. I'm on it. I have a bunch to do. I always blog at the most inopportune times. I think the idea that I should be doing something else makes me want to blog. Kinda like when your mom tells you to do something or gives you her opinion and you do the exact opposite. Sorry mom it's just natural instinct. Sometimes... I'll go ahead and stop digging my hole any deeper here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. I love Coke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-6153987747139013003?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/6153987747139013003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-shot-sheriff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6153987747139013003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6153987747139013003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-shot-sheriff.html' title='I shot the sheriff.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TOGrZBBnf6I/AAAAAAAAALg/dB9mD5TPEUg/s72-c/shooter' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8812025099395295321</id><published>2010-11-12T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:15:15.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneek Peek :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fashionologie.com/Peek-Madewell-Spring-2011-11957224?page=0,0,0"&gt;http://www.fashionologie.com/Peek-Madewell-Spring-2011-11957224?page=0,0,0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took a look and can't wait for Spring 11'. I know winter just started but I really hate the cold so looking at these will get me through the long cold days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great weekend! Stay warm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8812025099395295321?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8812025099395295321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/sneek-peek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8812025099395295321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8812025099395295321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/sneek-peek.html' title='Sneek Peek :)'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7789334836790274641</id><published>2010-11-10T11:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T11:58:56.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNr3FgOAq4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/RkzISdixiFo/s1600/sweater"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNr3FgOAq4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/RkzISdixiFo/s320/sweater" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538010365725551490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just came across this sweater at &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com"&gt;anthropologie&lt;/a&gt;. obviously. Santa if you see this I really want it. It's amazing. It's that time of year to start getting Christmas presents and I couldn't be more excited. I honestly get such a thrill out of giving it's incredible! Be excited if you are my friend or family member because this year Martha is showing me the way to a homemade Christmas! I just got her December issue of Martha Stewart Living and could not be more excited! She is so smart. Ok, I know she did a little jail time but, when it comes to crafts she's a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7789334836790274641?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7789334836790274641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7789334836790274641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7789334836790274641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNr3FgOAq4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/RkzISdixiFo/s72-c/sweater' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-1368466364088115549</id><published>2010-11-02T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:37:29.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNMnZJ4YMoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VhajJun7ohQ/s1600/34431_1298397176270_1120590495_31420052_4276012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNMjGsba_XI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UoWwGfhOhvc/s320/73905_1298399216321_1120590495_31420077_869919_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535806964880833906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNMi4nkLPEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MmMowtchxqE/s1600/33775_1298402256397_1120590495_31420111_724580_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNMi4nkLPEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MmMowtchxqE/s320/33775_1298402256397_1120590495_31420111_724580_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535806723057204290" 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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few pics of a recent trip took down to sunny california. Thanks Rach for always havin' your camera out and ready to capture these moments! Priceless. We drove down for the one and only Marissa Hicken's birthday and got to go to Knott's Scary Farm! Not as scary as I remember it being but still fun. Maybe I just grew up and don't get scared anymore? Lies Paranormal Activity almost had me pee my pants (someone told me it was real). We also went to the beach and just relaxed. Not that I need to do any of that because yes, I am still jobless and very poor. All in all it was such a fun weekend with  all my best girlfriends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be a better blogger. I will be a better blogger. I know I said I was going to blog about my goals next but, I'm putting that on the back burner. I just want to blog man! I'm currently at the Coffee Pod in Provo and the music is freaking killing me. It sounds like this chick is yodeling/crying. I know bad mixture huh? You are so glad you are not sitting here with me right now. Poor Fanny Baker is sitting here with me and I think we both would rather listen to dogs bark. I take that back I love dogs maybe a cats meow. I'm thinking that if I wanted to kill myself I would probably start with this music. It's that bad. I'm about to Shazam it on my IPhone and let you know what to never listen to ever. I just did it 4 different times and a match could not be found. It's that bad even the people that sing don't want to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. Watch out for yodelers and don't eat at in n out on road trips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-1368466364088115549?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/1368466364088115549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-road-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1368466364088115549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1368466364088115549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNMnZJ4YMoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VhajJun7ohQ/s72-c/34431_1298397176270_1120590495_31420052_4276012_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8627388599488822170</id><published>2010-09-13T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:02:25.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to love you baby.</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been thinking about what it is that I really, I mean really love. What are my favorite things? What makes me smile from the inside out? You know that feeling you get when you are utterly and completely happy? The one you can feel all the way down to your toes? Have you ever thought about all the little things that make you feel that way? Today I am going to list my favorite things. Hopefully I don't miss any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family - they are crazy and I couldn't love them more. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My besties - I'm not going to name any names here but, you know who you are. You make life so much better. Good friends are the BEST! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puppies - I decided that I like my mother am not allowed in pet stores. I went this past weekend and all I wanted to do was break in later that night and set all the puppies free!! (or take one or two home with me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good book - I love to read. I have a stack of about ten books next to my bed right now and I can't help but want to buy more. A good book has a way of making you feel like you went away for a little while. A mini vacation from the real world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coca-Cola - You all knew this one was coming but, let's talk specifics. I love it in the can. It's crisp and delicious and doesn't get watered down. Bottled coke is by far the best but it is so rare I thought I would just share my favorite every day coke. ha ha I need help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mexican Food - It's the best. Hands down. I love all food but mexican I could have every day and be totally happy not to mention fat. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to the Movies - It's almost as good as reading a good book. Thank goodness for costco and their cheep movie tickets!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hiking - A good hike is therapeutic no matter where you are. I love exploring new places and finding new trails. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cards - I love sending funny cards to my friends and I love getting them in return. They really have a way of brightening a day. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ellen Degeneres - She is hilarious. Every time I watch her I laugh. My dream is to go to her show! I would love to see her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;History - I love reading and learning about history. WW2 is a favorite topic of mine but any history that is real and raw is so fascinating. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learning something new - right now on my list are cooking, tennis, and different forms of swimming laps. The sense of accomplishment when I finish learning something is so wonderful! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traveling - going anywhere. Packing a bag and just going somewhere new and unexplored is amazing. I wish I had more money to go to far away places, one day :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baked Goods - Cookies, cupcakes, cakes, and anything that is so obviously bad for you. Good thing I live really close to a million fabulous bakeries (sprinkles, zinc, and cest si bon to name a few)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Ocean - Although the water has been extremely freezing this summer I regularly love to swim or just be near the ocean. Sailing is something I wish I could do more of. Just being on the water is a real treat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. This is a pretty long list and I could go on forever but, I hope this inspires you to write down what you love! Write down what you are grateful for! It puts life into perspective. I have so much to be thankful for in my life, what more could I ask for?! I do need some new black boots but I think I can hold out for a bit until I'm more financially stable...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next post will be my goals revised from high school. I think that was the last time I sat down and wrote out my goals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hasta pasta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8627388599488822170?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8627388599488822170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-to-love-you-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8627388599488822170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8627388599488822170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-to-love-you-baby.html' title='I love to love you baby.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-3439826458445043594</id><published>2010-07-27T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:27:39.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TE8I2tZ7pdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pD92QwmRJgY/s1600/utah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498623406036985298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TE8I2tZ7pdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pD92QwmRJgY/s320/utah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to Utah! YESSSS! I can't wait! I get to visit my beautiful family AND go to education week! I am so excited! I have been to education week a bunch of times but I am so excited to go this year because 1. I get to go with jojo and I miss her so much! and 2. David A Christensen and Mary Ellen Edmunds are going to be speakers. they are both favorites of mine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the dates for this trip are Monday the 16th-Sunday the 22nd. If you are in Utah during this time and I haven't seen you for a long time, let's make it happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-3439826458445043594?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/3439826458445043594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/07/utah-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3439826458445043594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3439826458445043594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/07/utah-here-i-come.html' title='Utah here I come!'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TE8I2tZ7pdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pD92QwmRJgY/s72-c/utah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2466469170715209907</id><published>2010-07-20T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:28:47.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember When...</title><content type='html'>I said I was going to continue blogging. That was funny. It's been months and I'm such a slacker. Here are some bullet points on exciting things that have happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got an apartment. Tiff or T-Money as I like to call her is my roomie. We share a California King and she's so tiny I don't even know that she's there :) It's a super cute place and really close to my office.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have become addicted to words with friends. When I say addicted I mean I may have to join a support group or something if it ever is taken away from me. seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another addiction I guess I'll let you know about since we are on the subject, sour skittles and trader joes mac and cheese shells. Very random things but, I need both to survive. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeffrey is in Hong Kong. I got my first email from him and all it said was reality check? I think that means he is having an awesome time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sister Lauren is in love with Justin Bieber. She actually told me, "Lindz he is sooo sexy." I almost died. Seriously Lauren said the word sexy?! She is only 12 years old. She can't like boys until she is at least 16. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The weather in southern california has been super crappy. We have had like a weekend of good weather. I'm really ready for summer now! Please mother nature let the sun shine! PLEASE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing else really exciting. In fact what I said isn't that exciting. haha. My camera was stolen right out from under my nose somehow and I have no pictures to upload because of it. If you want to donate to the Lindsay needs a new camera fund I will gladly accept any and all donations!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well it's been great catching up with you all. I'm almost positive I've missed tons of things. Let's be totally honest here I don't have internet at home. I don't have a lot of things because a lot of things aka internet, phone, and tv cost money and I'm poor. Bottom line I'm totally doing this at work and that is bad news bears. I'm risking my job to blog! What in the world. I have completely and totally lost my mind. Until next time, which hopefully won't be months from now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps this ones for you hknight. love ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2466469170715209907?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2466469170715209907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/07/remember-when.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2466469170715209907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2466469170715209907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/07/remember-when.html' title='Remember When...'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-3111890750237167717</id><published>2010-04-08T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:47:00.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried.</title><content type='html'>Friends(Tiff),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be worried that I will be neglecting my own blog because of this new blog addition. I will save some good stuff for this baby. Oh mama is still alive and kickin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;lw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donta go estompin your las season prada shoes at me hhoney!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-3111890750237167717?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/3111890750237167717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/04/worried.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3111890750237167717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3111890750237167717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/04/worried.html' title='Worried.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8446312189625947608</id><published>2010-04-05T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:17:29.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read it and Weep</title><content type='html'>www.landonlindsay.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8446312189625947608?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8446312189625947608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/04/read-it-and-weep.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8446312189625947608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8446312189625947608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/04/read-it-and-weep.html' title='Read it and Weep'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8108996771157762654</id><published>2010-03-29T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:55:39.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin La Vida Loca</title><content type='html'>First, I have no idea what that means ^ I know it's spanish and I know Ricky Martin is SO famous for singing those lyrics. No one comment with the answer. I will hunt you down and hurt you, bad. Second, I'm sorry it has been so long since my last blog. I have been so busy with the move and starting my new job I just totally spaced. Now I sound like I think there are people out there who actually read this who aren't related to me. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had two special K cereal bars for breakfast this morning. They apparently have not gotten my message about making them bigger so I will continue to eat 2-4 every morning. In fact I ate my last two this morning so I'm going to stop buying them all together. Now they are really gonna hear it from me! I bet they go out of business without me! Here I go again getting all high and mighty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have completed my first week of work here at Kaenon and I love it! I honestly love my job. The people I work with are a blast and I feel like I have known them forever. Everyone has made me feel right at home. It's only 15 minutes from my grandparents house too so the commute is the best. Going from an almost 2 hour commute to the city to 15 minutes? duh. of course 15 minutes wins. hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the drive here from all the way across the country. I will never, ever, ever do it again. It was the longest drive of my life. For the first day I could not figure out my cruise control and thought my leg was going to literally fall off. My friend Ashley made the drive with me and was a huge help. She kept me sane. After day 1 we both hit this point where all we wanted was to be there. At first we thought we would make a liesurely drive out of it, stop in big cities take lots of pictures. NO WAY. I laugh now because as we got to Chicago, Denver and other places we waved and said I bet it's no different than any other city we have seen. Hi and Bye. We made the drive in 3 days. 2 and a half really. We did not stop driving. 5 Hour energy was our best friend. Man, I'm so glad that drive is over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to sign off with another Rick Martin song but the only one I can think of is She Bangs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la Vista, BABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8108996771157762654?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8108996771157762654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/03/livin-la-vida-loca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8108996771157762654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8108996771157762654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/03/livin-la-vida-loca.html' title='Livin La Vida Loca'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8149950669199177762</id><published>2010-03-15T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:41:50.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L is my favorite letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55jCJUGmdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JLcNuBgjEmo/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55jCJUGmdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JLcNuBgjEmo/s320/IMG_0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448901487676004818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Dub, you are first because I love you so much. You are the bomb. Remember when it was summer time and we lived together? Those were the days 7 peaks, baseball games, bottled coke, and so much more. I miss you a lot and can't believe I have not seen you in almost 5 months. I will see you in April though. No need to call me crying anymore, I know you miss me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55ohcPFPKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ra4lzo5EMCY/s1600-h/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55ohcPFPKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ra4lzo5EMCY/s320/IMG_1053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448907522889301154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LAUREN! You are the only person in the whole world who is as sassy or maybe even sassier than me and I love it! You make me laugh so hard and I can't believe how old you are getting. It seems like yesterday you were a little baby. I love when people say you are my little mini-me. That's what we will do for halloween this year :) love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55qwnuYoJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NyU5XczGGRs/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55qwnuYoJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NyU5XczGGRs/s320/IMG_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448909982694678674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other sister Lauren. Ok she's not really my sister but, I love her like one. She is the best ever. She always knows the right thing to say when I need to hear it. She is the little angel on my shoulder and I'm probably my very own little devil. I can't wait to live close to her again so we can hang out everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55xOaF5xVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jhEHdVUxib4/s1600-h/IMG_1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55xOaF5xVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jhEHdVUxib4/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448917091501065554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, Landon. I bet some of you reading this are saying, "what in the world?! why is she blogging about him?" Well we are in love, still. He was here this last week and things could not be better. We ran around NYC and CT all week and had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I probably missed some other "L's" in my life but, know that I Love you! notice the capital L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small update on my life as of right now. We do not have any electricity at the house at all. It has been out since Saturday. We have not showered, we don't have any heat, we can't cook anything and we don't have any internet. When we go home we have no connection to the outside world. No internet, no cell service, no phone, NOTHING! We are living in the dark ages. I am at my friend Jenna's house right now. I'm moving to California this week. I leave on Wednesday to drive out there. Another across the country drive that I am not too excited about. I really will miss it out here but, California is home :) I got a great job at Kaenon Sunglasses in costa mesa starting on the 22nd. California here I come!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8149950669199177762?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8149950669199177762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/03/l-is-my-favorite-letter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8149950669199177762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8149950669199177762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/03/l-is-my-favorite-letter.html' title='L is my favorite letter'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S55jCJUGmdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JLcNuBgjEmo/s72-c/IMG_0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-1297360361474132438</id><published>2010-03-01T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:53:38.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackpot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S4xfBOOiU3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GUlMDAakG-Q/s1600-h/P1000609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S4xfBOOiU3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GUlMDAakG-Q/s320/P1000609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443830524187661170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, I was that close to John Mayer. Yes, we are in love. He just doesn't know it yet. Jojo and I were discussing his attractiveness and have broken it down to, he is not that physically attractive but, when he starts to sing OH BABY! So the whole family went to the John Mayer concert last week. It was amazing. He is really great live and can rock out on the guitar. Even though there was a crying 14 year old next to me I still enjoyed the show ;) Oh yeah and we were in the VIP section. Which means nothing other than we were really, really close. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another update, I have been posting my resume everywhere looking for a new job. ANYWHERE. I honestly just applied to a job in Arizona. No offense Hotness Dickson. If someone who has received my resume would please respond I would love that. Even just a simple, "hey, we don't like you." is totally cool. I think I have applied to 1,000 places and gotten 2 responses. Shoot Dog. This job market is awful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and brother and sister came home from the grocery store today with so much food I honestly asked if we were going into hiding or if there was another winter storm warning. We even have apple fritters, gross. At dinner my mom said to my dad "guess what I got for you!? apple fritters!" he replies with "In the last 25 years of marriage when have I ever liked apple fritters?" hahaha good one jojo!  So if anyone wants a snack come on over! We have snacks for months! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-1297360361474132438?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/1297360361474132438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/03/jackpot.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1297360361474132438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1297360361474132438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/03/jackpot.html' title='Jackpot'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S4xfBOOiU3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GUlMDAakG-Q/s72-c/P1000609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-3305120959744591602</id><published>2010-02-18T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:42:06.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamin D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S34EuDKIu6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/g24FlcAZqlM/s1600-h/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S34EuDKIu6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/g24FlcAZqlM/s320/IMG_1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439790589078453154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to California was fabulous. I got to see my very best friends and go to Whit's beautiful wedding reception. This is a pic of me, tiff, and lauren at the getty. We couldn't have picked a better day to go. It was so gorgeous and we spent most of our time outside in the garden. The whole time I was in CA it was so sunny! I definitely got my dose of vitamin d I needed! It's vitamin d right? not c? well, whatever it is I needed form living in a freezing cold wasteland I got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to spend quality time with my grandparents while I was there. It was so nice to sit and chat with my grandma and pap. They mean the world to me and I really wish we lived closer to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not being very funny in this post and I apologize. Not that all my posts have to be funny but, it would be nice huh? good gosh. Well I hope someone out there is making you laugh because it very obviously is not me right now. Until I'm feelin' it...lata sk8r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-3305120959744591602?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/3305120959744591602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/02/vitamin-d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3305120959744591602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3305120959744591602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/02/vitamin-d.html' title='Vitamin D'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S34EuDKIu6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/g24FlcAZqlM/s72-c/IMG_1224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-259331956804356309</id><published>2010-02-07T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T07:28:43.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going. going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S27bP28985I/AAAAAAAAAFc/QNGwCfpmiDY/s1600-h/IMG_1293_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S27bP28985I/AAAAAAAAAFc/QNGwCfpmiDY/s320/IMG_1293_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435522865778520978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back back to cali, cali. i'm going to this babes wedding and could not be more happy for her. whit is such an amazing girl and is one of my oldest friends. (not in age, duh) i will also be taking this time in california to visit all of my extended family, good thing they all live in the same city :) my family isn't too big. no other big plans for the trip just looking forward to some good ol' r&amp;amp;r. hope everyone had a fab weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-259331956804356309?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/259331956804356309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-going.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/259331956804356309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/259331956804356309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-going.html' title='i&apos;m going. going'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S27bP28985I/AAAAAAAAAFc/QNGwCfpmiDY/s72-c/IMG_1293_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7635710312887087205</id><published>2010-01-28T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:17:21.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calories Smalories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S2G0oGmWrvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/U_mqCkAB2Ig/s1600-h/special+k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S2G0oGmWrvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/U_mqCkAB2Ig/s320/special+k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431821226644778738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here is my problem with these bars. I love them. Always have, always will. But, they are so small. I could probably eat 10 of them every morning on my way to work. My cute mom packs me one in my lunch for me to eat on the train on my way to work. I always wish I had 4 more. On top of that if the reason they are so small is because they want it to be under 90 calories that is stupid. I would eat the bar if it was 150 calories hell 400 calories. Just make them bigger! Let me eat it and not want to eat ten more bars! At this rate I'm going to be eating snickers bars for breakfast soon. Everything is 100 calories or less. Come on people we don't need them to make our snacks smaller! There are so many different 100 calorie packs it's crazy. They don't work. I have bought them and every time I eat one pack I find myself eating another. The whole box is done in at least 2 days! If I'm gonna buy a 100 calorie pack I want to be full after I finish it not want to finish the box off. I just read on the box, "drop a jean size in 2 weeks!" it should read, "starve yourself and lose weight" Who can only eat one!? If their snacks tasted nasty then maybe I could see it but, they are so good! Well Kellog's get on it! Make me a bicycle clown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7635710312887087205?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7635710312887087205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/calories-smalories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7635710312887087205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7635710312887087205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/calories-smalories.html' title='Calories Smalories.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S2G0oGmWrvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/U_mqCkAB2Ig/s72-c/special+k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-4750450609690835030</id><published>2010-01-23T12:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T12:45:56.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Wright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S1tehO9t-wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gOrTg1AdwY8/s1600-h/buddy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S1tehO9t-wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gOrTg1AdwY8/s320/buddy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430037700770921218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very handsome YOUNGER brother has received his mission call for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints yesterday. He will be serving in the China, Hong Kong mission and will be entering the MTC on April 21st. It is a very bittersweet moment for all of us here at the Wright household. He will be our first missionary and we are so excited for him! It will be sad for him to leave us for 2 full years but, we know he will be doing the lord's work! I love him so much and am so proud of the amazing decision he has made to serve! Good Luck Buddy! Ngo oiy ney a! That's I love you in Cantonese/Chinese  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-4750450609690835030?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/4750450609690835030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/elder-wright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4750450609690835030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4750450609690835030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/elder-wright.html' title='Elder Wright'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S1tehO9t-wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gOrTg1AdwY8/s72-c/buddy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-6386636312741378770</id><published>2010-01-21T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:45:57.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtkU2ch0sRI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtkU2ch0sRI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Tiff sent this to me today and I was rolling. If this doesn't make you laugh then there is something terribly wrong with you. So dang funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-6386636312741378770?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;view=bsp&amp;ver=1qygpcgurkovy' title='Peace and Blessings'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/6386636312741378770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/peace-and-blessings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6386636312741378770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6386636312741378770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/peace-and-blessings.html' title='Peace and Blessings'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-1073118453192985700</id><published>2010-01-18T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:41:16.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Peak, The Dream, The Ultimate Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://outsideinside.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/northshore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 581px;" src="http://outsideinside.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/northshore.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He so haole he doesn't even know he haole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&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/2888765697341623251-1073118453192985700?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/1073118453192985700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/peak-dream-ultimate-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1073118453192985700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1073118453192985700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/peak-dream-ultimate-test.html' title='The Peak, The Dream, The Ultimate Test'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-6428085842783533051</id><published>2010-01-13T12:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:46:23.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S04v-7eNFqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gAbukxJn0CA/s1600-h/little+lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426327359190800034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S04v-7eNFqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gAbukxJn0CA/s320/little+lo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is this hot model? OMG! It's my little sister Lauren! Check out that awesome fur vest she just got for christmas! It was the only thing on her list this year. Sexy! JK she was just modeling the cool vest for us! I got this as a picture message on my phone and freaked out. I could not stop laughing for a good 20 minutes. I hope this makes your day because it honestly made mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-6428085842783533051?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/6428085842783533051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/hottie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6428085842783533051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6428085842783533051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/hottie.html' title='Hottie'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S04v-7eNFqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gAbukxJn0CA/s72-c/little+lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2298790978934349858</id><published>2010-01-12T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:13:00.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Match Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0y7lTfmPzI/AAAAAAAAADs/xoaccisEbqU/s1600-h/Andy_Roddick.0.0.0x0.385x600"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425917900636962610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0y7lTfmPzI/AAAAAAAAADs/xoaccisEbqU/s320/Andy_Roddick.0.0.0x0.385x600" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made the mistake of taking this quiz online. 5 minutes ago. It then says, "we are going to list your BEST celebrity matches from highest to lowest." This was my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Andy Roddick&lt;br /&gt;2. Adam Brody&lt;br /&gt;3. Zac Effron&lt;br /&gt;4. Shia Labeouf&lt;br /&gt;5. Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;br /&gt;6. Eli Manning&lt;br /&gt;7. Bow Wow&lt;br /&gt;8. Jonathan Taylor Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say jackpot? I got one hottie from the every department! I think they do that on purpose so that no matter what there is at least one person you are excited about. But, let's not say that because right now I am gloating. I just got matched with some pretty attractive, successful, and a few funny guys (not that i know personally but, i might soon :) Let's go through this list. Andy Roddick, total babe and he plays tennis, which I am currently learning how to play for him of course. Adam Brody, Seth Cohen, I love him. The O.C. was/is a favorite show of mine. This last year I actually re watched all three seasons(i don't watch after Marissa dies, no point)and I fell in love with him all over again. Zac, ah! who doesn't love Zac? High School Musical was a keeper. Shia is pretty great too and he is dating that DARLING girl from an education, Carrie Mulligan. Jake is newly single and I am so ready to mingle. haha. What an attractive guy he is. He was fabulous in Brothers this holiday season. Eli Manning huh? Football players may not be my thing but, cool he made my list. Bow Wow! What!? Where my dogss at? Bark wit me now. Bow wow wow. and last and unfortunately least JTT. What I would have given to be with him when I was in middle school. ahh young love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was a fun quiz. Go and take it! Celebrity Match yourself! Boost that self esteem! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2298790978934349858?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2298790978934349858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/celebrity-match-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2298790978934349858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2298790978934349858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/celebrity-match-me.html' title='Celebrity Match Me!!'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0y7lTfmPzI/AAAAAAAAADs/xoaccisEbqU/s72-c/Andy_Roddick.0.0.0x0.385x600' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-6378756841795044431</id><published>2010-01-05T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:08:18.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0P8Io-MzUI/AAAAAAAAADk/GLuUUqNXWPo/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0P8Io-MzUI/AAAAAAAAADk/GLuUUqNXWPo/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423455601651666242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won! We won the wicked lottery!! We got front row seats for $25 each! ahhhh! The show was amazing. Lauren was in love with GAAlinda/Glinda. She was so funny and not to mention beautiful :) We had so much fun just the two of us! We got a fabulous souvenir cup filled with sprite and some fun treats for only $20! haha the snacks almost cost as much as the play tickets!? imagine that! it's like going to the movies times 10. I love broadway though and I can't wait to see my next show! Mama Mia anyone!? or Jersey Boy I would see either of those shows any day! actually I would honestly see anything. So, if someone has some cash and they wanted to maybe take me I would really like that. The money flow is not flowing with me right now, not even a little bit. Any ideas on how to make some quick cash? and no I will not do what you are thinking. Get your mind out of the gutter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-6378756841795044431?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/6378756841795044431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/wicked.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6378756841795044431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6378756841795044431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/wicked.html' title='Wicked.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0P8Io-MzUI/AAAAAAAAADk/GLuUUqNXWPo/s72-c/IMG_1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-810754002202521824</id><published>2010-01-04T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:44:55.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0I2dJhho6I/AAAAAAAAADc/uZdYnXp-aiY/s1600-h/brown+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0I2dJhho6I/AAAAAAAAADc/uZdYnXp-aiY/s320/brown+rice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422956775708140450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out today why I do not eat brown/wheat rice. Well actually I did eat it until today. Look at the image above. Now stop reading this if you don't want to be totally and completely grossed out. It looks like a million tiny blackheads huh? like right after you get em. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit. Back to work. Blogging to continue this evening. I have so many fun holiday stories to tell you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-810754002202521824?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/810754002202521824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/brown-rice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/810754002202521824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/810754002202521824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/brown-rice.html' title='Brown Rice'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/S0I2dJhho6I/AAAAAAAAADc/uZdYnXp-aiY/s72-c/brown+rice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-1182540915757284886</id><published>2010-01-03T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T09:09:05.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs232.snc3/21958_714160774099_17809577_39448450_936594_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 409px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs232.snc3/21958_714160774099_17809577_39448450_936594_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent from noon till midnight on the 31st standing in Times Square. I went with Quinn and some girlfriends from my ward out here in CT. We honestly could not move for 12 hours. By could not move I mean we could not pee or jog in place to keep the blood flowing in our legs. NOTHING! When we first got there Quinn had a backpack on full of all our treats and hot water and guess what?! the police told us no backpacks and made us leave. So we decided to go in toys r us and we bought a $1.99 bag and dumped everything out of the backpack and put the backpack in the bag. We then got back in line and the police didn't even question us, let us right though. The rest of the day was spent making new friends and being the paparazzi. We were in the very front right by the stage. We got some killer shots of Ryan Seacrest, J-Lo, and some chick named Melissa. Oh yeah and I was on ABC! There were cameras on us all day so we never knew if we were actually on tv or not. But, my friends in CT saw me and Jessica even got a pic and sent it to me! Supa Sick!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22548_529183491109_122802367_31225881_5806088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 404px; height: 592px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22548_529183491109_122802367_31225881_5806088_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22548_529183501089_122802367_31225883_7323041_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 404px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22548_529183501089_122802367_31225883_7323041_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs218.snc3/22548_529183521049_122802367_31225887_4727672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 404px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs218.snc3/22548_529183521049_122802367_31225887_4727672_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22548_529183531029_122802367_31225889_8372404_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 404px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs238.snc3/22548_529183531029_122802367_31225889_8372404_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-1182540915757284886?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/1182540915757284886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-everyone-i-spent-from.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1182540915757284886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/1182540915757284886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-everyone-i-spent-from.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8200453896450315183</id><published>2009-12-25T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:00:24.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sportsbar.net.au/images/homealone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.sportsbar.net.au/images/homealone1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Kevin McCallister "You guys give up yet? or are you thirsty for more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Christmas! I hope everyone has the happiest Christmas ever! I wish it lasted more than a day though, dangit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8200453896450315183?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8200453896450315183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8200453896450315183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8200453896450315183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-5318784646809342775</id><published>2009-12-18T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:28:53.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E, love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jnpp.ee/dvd/Pildid/DVD%20PILDID/you%27ve%20got%20mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.jnpp.ee/dvd/Pildid/DVD%20PILDID/you%27ve%20got%20mail.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched this movie last night. I really love it. It's so witty and Meg Ryan is at her very best. I wish she had not gone and injected her lips full of whatever it is they put in them. She looks horrible now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kathleen Kelly: What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had someone who sent me emails and made me feel excited about checking my email. Now I just get emails from gap, urban, anthro, and jcrew. Those do get my heart racing but, not the way I'm talking about ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-5318784646809342775?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/5318784646809342775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/l-o-v-e-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/5318784646809342775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/5318784646809342775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/l-o-v-e-love.html' title='L-O-V-E, love'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7450950853327348894</id><published>2009-12-15T16:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:11:44.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sygzxe3DOXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wYn1PwPqoXg/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sygzxe3DOXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wYn1PwPqoXg/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415635477103589746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the magical tree located at Rockefeller Center, New York City! Prior to seeing the tree I was not really in the christmas spirit, see previous post. I was hating the freezing cold east coast winter and could not believe that i was supposed to be in the holiday spirit without snow or palm trees!?! palm trees for my native southern california where I grew up and spent most of my life and snow for all these past years in utah. Here it is just freeeeezzzing cold. I'm afraid some days that if I touch my ears after walking for awhile they will break off and I actually had a dream/nightmare I walked outside and someone just gave me a hug and my long,long hair fell off at the pony tail because of how freezing it was, I really woke in a cold sweat. Intense. But, after all this when I went to see this tree for myself everything changed. I actually went with an old friend Mike Smith back from my high school days. He was out here for business and we met up for dinner and walked around a freezing NYC. Did I mention it is freezing here yet? Anyways we went over to see the tree and the ice skaters and something amazing happened. When I stopped and took 5 minutes to just look at the tree I had this honestly magical change within me. I'm excited for Christmas everyone! Really excited! NSYNC Christmas is now on my Ipod and I listen to it! Well I hope these pictures can help those of you struggling to find your inner christmas spirit! Come on everybody get JOLLY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sygy2s6lCgI/AAAAAAAAADM/DxT9ba5Rw5g/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sygy2s6lCgI/AAAAAAAAADM/DxT9ba5Rw5g/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415634467264203266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7450950853327348894?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7450950853327348894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/magic-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7450950853327348894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7450950853327348894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/magic-tree.html' title='The Magic Tree'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sygzxe3DOXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wYn1PwPqoXg/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-8414665702588545833</id><published>2009-12-06T19:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:27:45.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxx1HMrxVeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TfE6cix0APs/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxx1HMrxVeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TfE6cix0APs/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412329618716841442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my half birthday. Exactly. Notice how tan I am in that picture. That is because my birthday is during the best time of the year. SUMMER. Please come quickly. I wish I could just fast forward from today through winter. Don't get me wrong I love Christmas and everything but, I'm not really feelin it this year. I want sunshine and everything that comes with it. Happiness, I think people are happier when it's warm outside. When it's cold like right now people are mean and angry because they are so pale and fat. Christmas should be during the summer. Anyways, Happy Half Birthday to ME :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-8414665702588545833?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/8414665702588545833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/half-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8414665702588545833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/8414665702588545833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/half-birthday.html' title='Half Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxx1HMrxVeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TfE6cix0APs/s72-c/IMG_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7216517622552117228</id><published>2009-12-04T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:35:05.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxl74fkB10I/AAAAAAAAACk/UcjHSbyRldE/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxl74fkB10I/AAAAAAAAACk/UcjHSbyRldE/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411492637737867074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this? Remember freshmen year? Staying out till 4 in the morning just because we could? I decided I really want to go 80's dancing. I went one time in Salt Lake back in like February with my bff L-DUB, Lindsay Wells. It was the best. We ran around and wore distressed denim and it was the bomb. I just came across these pics today while I was cleaning out some pics. Classics. These pictures are dated over 3 years ago. Did time really go by that fast? It feels like yesterday. My brother mentions things like dining plus and going to class and I laugh. Class? baha I'm street smart. Dining plus? Nah I make a real mean grilled cheese. Well hope everyone has a good weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i'm the only girl in this picture who is not married/engaged and i'm pretty sure all but 2 or 3 of those boys are married as well. i'm sure they are all very happy but, like the famous Pat Benatar sang in the 80's , WE ARE YOUNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxl74mvmSYI/AAAAAAAAACs/G3PgmKemXQY/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxl74mvmSYI/AAAAAAAAACs/G3PgmKemXQY/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411492639665441154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7216517622552117228?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7216517622552117228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/80s.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7216517622552117228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7216517622552117228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/12/80s.html' title='80&apos;s'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/Sxl74fkB10I/AAAAAAAAACk/UcjHSbyRldE/s72-c/IMG_0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-3072269734666940265</id><published>2009-11-30T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:22:00.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SxSUrsAjQxI/AAAAAAAAACc/PBgPBhC_hSk/s1600/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SxSUrsAjQxI/AAAAAAAAACc/PBgPBhC_hSk/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410112530647565074"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heckkk does this mean? Do I walk do I stop? I have to say this same mixed signal has crossed my path numerous times and every single time I am so confused. So if someone from the NYC traffic department is reading this by chance, fix your dang sign(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the RJD2/Lotus concert this weekend. It was amazing. I'm in love with music. Lotus I had never heard before but, was quickly converted. Loved ittt. I tried to take some video's but, I was on the front row so the whole thing is bass. One of them kinda worked so I'll upload that for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-276203592d2f24e9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D276203592d2f24e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E371B5F6F1FD4C66C0F70A954A274A8DBE01BD.6491BB7587E1B7D620E66A99B1AE725A890F442A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D276203592d2f24e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdAH_gc-owxAdBP6V-e8MtyTDJ7A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D276203592d2f24e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331577362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E371B5F6F1FD4C66C0F70A954A274A8DBE01BD.6491BB7587E1B7D620E66A99B1AE725A890F442A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D276203592d2f24e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdAH_gc-owxAdBP6V-e8MtyTDJ7A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought the new John Mayer CD. I LOVE HIM.  I don't care what anyone says. He speaks to me. I can't wait to see him live. It's going to be amazing. I already know it. I want to date him, so bad. I also want him to sing a real song with Taylor Swift not like the one on his CD where she sings one line two times... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving Day parade = never ever going again. I woke at the crack of dawn just to get baracaded out of anywhere near the parade. We watched it from the opposite side of columbus circle and it was alright but not worth getting up so dang early. However, black friday was a success. I got some great finds at forever 21. Great deals. Coats for only $15 and skinny jeans for only $6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving life here on the east coast. It took a little while but, I'm here for the long haul. I gave my first talk in church since I was in high school. I think it went well? I felt like I may have told too many jokes and not enough scriptures or spiritual thoughts...Oh well, I'm training to be the next Ellen so it was good practice ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-3072269734666940265?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/3072269734666940265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3072269734666940265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/3072269734666940265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-weekend.html' title='long weekend.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SxSUrsAjQxI/AAAAAAAAACc/PBgPBhC_hSk/s72-c/IMG_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-6399695607018109974</id><published>2009-11-24T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:58:43.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day of Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/11/22/nyregion/20857845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/11/22/nyregion/20857845.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is my favorite day of the year! BLACK FRIDAY! Well it's one of my favorite days. Sales at every store I love? Yes, please! Apparently this year best buy is giving out televisions for only $9.00. Now I personally would like some clothing, shoes, or really anything I can wear but, that is a smokin deal for a television. So happy sale day everyone! Good luck finding those smokin deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the actual day of thanksgiving I'm going to the Macy's Day Parade! I may have to wake at the crack of dawn but, so are my friends so we can all suffer together and maybe stop at Starbucks on our way to the parade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teeny tiny New Moon shout out. I went to see the movie and it was definitely 100 times better than the first one. That said, when my new bf Jacob takes his shirt off for the first time the man directly in front of me yelled. hahaha. I was crying I was laughing so hard. Well I was pretty much laughing the whole movie because of all the cheesy love and whispers. I even went on saturday at 6pm thinking all the crazies went on thursday at midnight or friday. Not true, they were still there and so was I. The movie may have been cheesy but, bottom line Jacob is so sexy. It is bad that I'm saying that when he is only 17? Shoot. Here is a little peak into why I saw the movie. I didn't want to do any shirtless pics because you will just have to go to the movie for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://twilightbookaddicts.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/jacob-black-new-moon-la-push-still.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://twilightbookaddicts.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/jacob-black-new-moon-la-push-still.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-6399695607018109974?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/6399695607018109974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-day-of-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6399695607018109974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6399695607018109974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-day-of-thanks.html' title='Happy Day of Thanks'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-4302691192933497672</id><published>2009-11-18T10:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:28:09.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SwQ8YsMgunI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pz0oX5fen88/s1600/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SwQ8YsMgunI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pz0oX5fen88/s320/IMG_0293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405511847629601394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love snapple. This is a recent love affair. It's all natural and delicious! Well that being said, this was my snapple fact this morning. RUN JEFFREY RUN! Get to the airport before you hit Japan! Hurry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-4302691192933497672?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/4302691192933497672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/snapple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4302691192933497672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4302691192933497672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/snapple.html' title='Snapple.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SwQ8YsMgunI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pz0oX5fen88/s72-c/IMG_0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7114774624339450879</id><published>2009-11-18T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:25:52.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just in case.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SwQ77uHDP4I/AAAAAAAAACM/ql4xVbcMBcg/s1600/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SwQ77uHDP4I/AAAAAAAAACM/ql4xVbcMBcg/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405511349927362434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for you just in case you can't open the image. i took a picture with my iphone and uploaded it to my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7114774624339450879?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7114774624339450879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-in-case.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7114774624339450879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7114774624339450879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-in-case.html' title='just in case.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SwQ77uHDP4I/AAAAAAAAACM/ql4xVbcMBcg/s72-c/IMG_0295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7288243165135459366</id><published>2009-11-18T07:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:26:40.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, again.</title><content type='html'>C:\Documents and Settings\Lindsay\My Documents\My Pictures\book collage.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I tried this on my computer and it let me copy and paste this link and see my beautiful book collage. I hope it works for you too :) I'm just going to start from the top row going left to right, like a normal person would. These are in no particular order by the way. I might skip some too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 1 - Nineteen Minutes - BEST Jodi book I have read and I have read all of them...It tells a story similar to that of Columbine. A school shooting occurs and she delves into the lives of the teenagers involved. I don't even know what else to say other than read this. right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 2 - Eat, Pray, Love - who hasn't read this? my dear friend Aly Giles/Dickson introduced me to this one and I couldn't put it down. I even gave it to Nancy(grandma) and she loved it! Mine is underlined and highlighted and I really loved it. It was like reading he's just not that into you but, nicer...p.s. Julia Roberts is making the movie to this book as you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 3 - Hunger Games - There are 2 of these now Catching Fire is the second one. Fun short read. All about the oh so uncertain "future" and a girl who takes the place of her little sister in a battle to the death with 23 other people. 12 girls 12 boys all between the ages of 11-17, i think, all put in a televised arena and are told to fight each other till there is only one person left. INTENSE! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 4 - The Year of Magical Thinking - a memoir about the year in Joan Didion's life when her sweetheart passes away and their only daughter is in the hospital. I don't know if you can see but on the cover she has the letters of her husbands name in a different color. Wonderful book. I read it in 2 days. It's tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 7 - The Road - Movie to this is coming out in December I believe. I just saw Viggo Mortensen on the Dave Letterman show on Monday. I read the book about a year ago and decided this movie is going to be so insane. The book has your emotions just right there. One minute your tense the next your crying, smiling. It's really about the relationship between a father and son. There is no mom in the book so I'm not sure what Charlize Theron is thinking being in this movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 8 - These is my Words - Favorite book to date. Well maybe tied for 1st with some others. Story of Sarah Agnes Prine, a woman who dares to stand up for what she believes and is not afraid. Seriously, not afraid of anything or anyone. It is her journey from wagon trains to fighting indians to having children and getting married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 9 - Invisible Monsters - Kinda nasty book to be totally honest. This girls jaw is blown off by a shotgun and this is the story about how she makes it through part of the rest of her life without a jaw. The author is also crazy, fight club anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 12 - Jesus Land - Another memoir, this one is about a young white girls relationship to her adoptive brother, David, who is an African American. They are exactly the same age. The book goes into how their relationship is tried because of race and religion. Really touching book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 13 - The Book Thief - So so so so good. I read it twice in the last 6 months and I loved it even more the second time. It is the story of a young girl who is growing up in Nazi Germany. Her mother gives her away when she is only 9 years old to a German family on Himmell Street. It is written from death's perspective which was eye opening. I don't think I realized exactly how many people actually died during WW2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 16 - The Last Summer (of you &amp; me) - It is written by the same author of "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants". Cute book. It is about two sisters Alice and Riley whos parents have a house on Fire Island and their best friend Paul who also has a house on the island. They only go to the island during the summer and haven't been able to all be there for a few years and this is the last summer they will all be together on the island. Sappy love story. Hey, sometimes these love books are necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 18 - The Shack - I actually listened to this one on tape. It had a good moral to the story but, got so super creepy. This guys looses a daughter and then supposedly receives a note from God. So the first half is this guys story and how it comes to pass that he looses his daughter. Second half he is hanging out with God and Jesus in this perfect world...God is a woman b.t.w. which maybe bothered me. Is it bad that, that bothered me? Everything just got kinda strange when he was visiting with them. It was the #1 audio book on itunes. I really hope someone else has read this and can share their thoughts. Mine are very mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I'm stopping. I just skipped over the ones which have either already become movies so you know the story and anything written by Jodi besides 19 minutes. She is an amazing author and has written 16 books so far. I have read them all and could blog just about my love for her and her ability to captivate the reader. If you just saw the movie "My Sister's Keeper" DO NOT I REPEAT DO NOT think that she might be a crappy writer because who ever made that movie didn't capture the book completely. It was good but, it could have been great. Read her books. Don't wait for books to become movies because the movies always stink. examples; the time traveler's wife, twilight (as I stated yesterday), confessions of a shopaholic, beowulf, and the list goes on and on. I hope this helped all of you who have asked me which books they should read and such. xoxo lw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7288243165135459366?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7288243165135459366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/cdocuments-and-settingslindsaymy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7288243165135459366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7288243165135459366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/cdocuments-and-settingslindsaymy.html' title='Books, again.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-4401489641016881279</id><published>2009-11-17T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:28:15.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>So I just finished spending about an hour on my computer making a collage of all the books I've read this past year. I went and found images of all the books and made this beautiful collage of all of them. There were about 20 or so books and I wanted you to be able to see the titles. It won't let me upload the image. I'm so pissed right now. I really wanted you to be able to see it so I wouldn't have to write about all of them. haha. Now some of you are thinking, "Lindsay, you are so lazy." Here is my rebuttal. NO, I really am not. I'm the one who made that beautiful collage. It took me HOURS. ok, maybe one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are now wondering if I am going to write about the books still the answer is no. I want this to be a beautiful book posting. I will figure it out. I love to read. Now that I take the train to and from work for about an hour I need almost a new book every week. I have mastered the art or speed reading and have always been a pretty avid reader. I think I get it from my grandma, Nancy. She is amazing. She reads new books all the time and is always looking for new ones. She is a Newport Beach Library regular! I really do love reading. If I could read as a job, oh my gosh, I would be really good at my job. Really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering. Do you read books for young adults? I do. Should I be embarrassed? I mean I really loved Hunger Games and The Book Thief. Who doesn't love Harry Potter? I LOVE all Harry books. SO good. I have to admit I read all of the twilight books. They were pretty bad. I'm not gonna lie. I did want to know what happened but, come on that last book was horrible. The movie comes out Friday. Oh my gosh are you so excited?! I said that in a total valley girl way because that first movie was the worst thing ever. Don't get offended if you love it. I understand you are strange and mean you no harm. I like some weird stuff too. Like the CNN crime page. I read it everyday. I'm strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm out to get back to my job. I will be blogging again soon about last night...I went to the Dave Letterman show. amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-4401489641016881279?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/4401489641016881279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/books.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4401489641016881279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4401489641016881279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-4041877400812721513</id><published>2009-11-11T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:21:07.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvsYb3JwZkI/AAAAAAAAACE/-YrbwsuPUZM/s1600-h/third_eye_blind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvsYb3JwZkI/AAAAAAAAACE/-YrbwsuPUZM/s320/third_eye_blind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402939044901447234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I am looking to see what upcoming concerts I might be able to attend a few things happen. 1. Third Eye Blind is playing in Anaheim on 11/15. If all my friends who love me don't go to this and video it and send it to me I will be so mad. For the past however many years I have looked up their concert dates and they only EVER play on the east coast so I take a look today thinking "I'm so excited I'm gonna see my favorite band of all time." NO they don't even play out here. Pissed. 2. This makes me a little bit more happy, Taylor Swift plays in washington d.c., bad thing not till June 2nd. So those of you thinking hey, what should I get Lindsay for her 23rd birthday?? This is the answer. Do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakthrough: the last 3 days I have brought a coke with me to work and decided I would like water instead. How am I not in the mood for coke? WHAT IS HAPPENING?! I want to want my cokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Band is my new favorite game. I sing if you were wondering which instrument I prefer. I'm a singer. I sang La Bamba, yes it is a spanish song but, if you just sing al la la la la bamba over and over you will totally pass. I also had the joy of singing Spiderwebs by No Doubt. Aced it. Then to just put a cherry on top Allie and I sang a duet, American Woman with Carrie on the drums and Jessica on guitar. You may think you know the words to American Woman but, you could be wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-4041877400812721513?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/4041877400812721513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/exactly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4041877400812721513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/4041877400812721513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/exactly.html' title='Exactly.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvsYb3JwZkI/AAAAAAAAACE/-YrbwsuPUZM/s72-c/third_eye_blind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-2232459264568542874</id><published>2009-11-08T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:38:29.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>So this is a new thing for me. Blogging, that is. As you can imagine this whole weekend all I did was think hey, this would be fun to blog about. Or I should remember this because it's pretty funny and all my blogging friends would like to hear about it. So here are a few things I remember that were real awesome;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quinn was here on Wednesday and we did the super speedy tour of the city by Lindsay who has lived here for 1 month. We did times square, rockafeller center, central park and the met. We ate some delicious pizza and got FREE coke at the rockafeller center. That's right FREE coke. Life does not get much better than that right? I LOVE coke. So much. oh so much. I couldn't believe they were passing it out for free but, I would have been the last to complain so I celebrated! Quinn might just kill me for sharing the following story but it's ok. So I'm in the middle of grand central terminal waiting for him to meet me and telling him where I am and what not, I hear someone running and he grabs my back as I then watch him fall straight back on his back in the very middle of grand central. Oh man. This security guard comes up and asks Quinn, "Did she say yes?" hahaha Hilarious minus the fact that the fall shattered his computer screen...Quinn you are the B-O-M-B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Friday night Allie and I decided to drive in to Brooklyn and hang out with Trent and Tyson. By drive I mean we took her minivan. Sexy. As we are driving and getting lost and driving again we stop at a red light in this kinda sketchy part of town. This man of a darker skin color rolls down his window and is saying something I'm interpreting as "roll down your window so I can shoot you in the face." Allie says he's asking for directions so she rolls my window down, freaky. Apparently he is asking for directions and we look like we know where we are going... So he asks us where north street is and I respond with we don't even know where we are and he then give me this stare that I am again interpreting as "I'm gonna kill you." So I yell "Hey, Hey just turn right and you will hit it." Allis asks me if I really knew that and I say nope but we are turning left and now he is going right so it will take quite some time for him to try and find us and kill us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are other things but, I will just end with this quote from Talladega Nights: The legend of Ricky Bobby, "I've sent in my application to the Real World. So I'm hoping to hear back from that. I'm putting A LOT of my eggs into that basket, the MTV basket. I'm also thinking about getting a gun, and dealing crack. Being a crack dealer. Not like a mean crack dealer, but like... like a nice one. Kinda friendly like, "hey, what's up guys? Want some crack?" I'm just waiting on those two things to flesh themselves out." We watched this on Saturday. Real good stuff. New pictures coming soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-2232459264568542874?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/2232459264568542874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2232459264568542874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/2232459264568542874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-960500719137323497</id><published>2009-11-05T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:03:23.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob 5</title><content type='html'>funny story. so i go to fhe on monday night and it's dying down, not too many people left. allie and i are sitting on the couch talking and two new guys in the ward come over to chat with us. it's all fun and small talk and then one asks "are you guys going to institute on thursday?" i laugh and allie says no because she works. he then says well it's jacob 5. i reply with oh is that a band? and allie follows up with omg theres gonna be a band at institute?! this poor boys looks as if we just ran over his dog and replies with, no in the book of mormon...and walks away from us. needless to say allie and i laughed really hard for quite some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-960500719137323497?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/960500719137323497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/jacob-5.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/960500719137323497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/960500719137323497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/jacob-5.html' title='Jacob 5'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-7983831968054000919</id><published>2009-11-04T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:37:16.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvIyghcoDMI/AAAAAAAAABE/qrW3KwMJkQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvIyghcoDMI/AAAAAAAAABE/qrW3KwMJkQ4/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400434437486283970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K. so my whole family minus Jeffrey has moved to New Canaan, Connecticut. We live in a red barn and love it. Sometimes. We had a few minor problems with the house when we got here; leaky roof, small doors so our couch didn't fit until after they put new bigger doors in, ladybugs everywhere inside the house, unfinished wood floors, and no cell service. That last one is the biggest problem for me. NO CELL SERVICE?! What am I supposed to do now? suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in "the" city with my pops. I'm currently an office aide but, hopefully will be moving up the ladder. I have interviewed at some other places but, won't say where or what until I know what's gonna happen. I have actually really enjoyed working at in4mation. Everyone there is so nice and I feel like there is so much potential for growth with the company. I have some fab ideas too that I'm hoping they will like ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jason Schwartzman on the streets of ny. He is actually much more attractive in person. Maybe that's why I tried to touch the poor man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the most amazing single's ward out here. I was a little nervous at first but, I have found friends. My bishop is just an amazing guy. I have a calling already, activity committee, yay! A group of us went to Salem/Boston for the weekend of Halloween. I saw a witch! A real live witch, i think, well she looked like one...We went on a tour of a real witch village, spooky :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston is amazing. My new friend Allie and I have decided we are going to live there very soon. We went on a real ghost hunting experience, through graveyards and everything. With our tour guide, Zati the naughty hottie. She was classic. Hilarious even. Almost as funny as I am...We spent the night in Boston and then spent Sunday running around the city. We did the freedom trail which took us everywhere. We ate at fun places and drank coke at 7:30am. We challenged each other on the facts we knew by checking google and laughed, a lot. Here are some fun pics from the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1YPMixaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/a8pOyh41tvg/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1YPMixaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/a8pOyh41tvg/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437593682920866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        paul revere's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1LqAxNGI/AAAAAAAAABs/2P6y3wrbN54/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1LqAxNGI/AAAAAAAAABs/2P6y3wrbN54/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437377542992994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         boston trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1LTT4q4I/AAAAAAAAABk/dCepXsoVUYU/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1LTT4q4I/AAAAAAAAABk/dCepXsoVUYU/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437371449158530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       mother goose's grave. how rad is that? mother freakin goose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1LNPSwqI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z2mQnH430w4/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1LNPSwqI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z2mQnH430w4/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437369819284130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        best food in boston, seriously so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1K63rwjI/AAAAAAAAABU/FWnQeAC0PWc/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1K63rwjI/AAAAAAAAABU/FWnQeAC0PWc/s320/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437364888420914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        allie and i in salem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1KlJFqDI/AAAAAAAAABM/iD49Dn4JO8w/s1600-h/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvI1KlJFqDI/AAAAAAAAABM/iD49Dn4JO8w/s320/IMG_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400437359055841330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       salem witch village.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-7983831968054000919?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/7983831968054000919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7983831968054000919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/7983831968054000919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/SvIyghcoDMI/AAAAAAAAABE/qrW3KwMJkQ4/s72-c/IMG_0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888765697341623251.post-6219228818689792434</id><published>2009-11-03T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:59:31.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wana be a blogger.</title><content type='html'>It's official I'm gonna be a blogger. When I say that I automatically think "I wana be a baller, shot caller..." I was a baller at one point. High School, I actually made the team. Unbelieveable right? BELIEVE IT! I have a picture of myself on the bench to prove it. Anyways, I have decided that I have some funny stories and facebook just isn't the place to share them. I will be going into the past month or so cause some really great things occured while I moved across the country and have been here in CT/NY. More to come when I get home on my computer. I'm at work, shhhh don't tell anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888765697341623251-6219228818689792434?l=lindsaywright6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/feeds/6219228818689792434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wana-be-blogger.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6219228818689792434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888765697341623251/posts/default/6219228818689792434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindsaywright6.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wana-be-blogger.html' title='i wana be a blogger.'/><author><name>Lindsay Wright</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03322025010322926868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RPMrIskKI/TNsWOtMPvGI/AAAAAAAAALA/wE4-CULOOGw/S220/Classic-Coca-Cola-coke-52364_506_624.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
