<?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-954031004853345043</id><updated>2012-01-17T14:02:39.813-08:00</updated><category term='q'/><title type='text'>Sister Stapley's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>"Ugh. I hate early, Early must die"
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ANd then if people ever read my blog they can read about me bragging about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so heres why Natalie is happy. Back in January-ish, Natalie went to a heart doc apt. THe doctors have been watching my heart, specifically my pulmonary valve since I can remember. WEll back in January, my apt kinda ffreaked my freak and made me cry. I was WAY overweight and had high cholestral. My heart condition was upgraded to a moderate. I know that probably does not sound bad, but it was mild, then they said it was moderate. So that to me ment that it was getting worse. After that appointment I decided to do something about it and made my goal for my july/august apt to hear good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom and I set a goal back in january to start water aerobics. WE have become pretty consistant (except currently due to surgery recovery for my mother and summer work for me). ON top of that, I would do cycling classes. I DEFINATELY have cut back on the fast foods. I was bad for a while on that. Now its only once in a while. I usually eat pretty good, the thing that I think was killing me was portion size. SO I have tried my best to cut down on portion size. My job this summer has kept me VERY active. FOr my head guard shifts, I am on my feet walking for a good six hours. With swimming lessons, we are in the water for 8 hours a day twice a week water walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of what I just described has played a huge factor in my results for my apt from today. I have lost........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 POUNDS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the doc told me that my chlostral is down. There is one category that is just a little high, but the doc told me that if I keep up what I am doing, then it should decrease. AND to top that off, my heartt condition has gone back down to mild. I am soooooooo happy. I mean, I could still loose some poundage, but hey, I am happy that this diet and exercise is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I love my blog and how I can brag about myself. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8336549756738493904?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8336549756738493904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8336549756738493904' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8336549756738493904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8336549756738493904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/08/hip-hip-horray.html' title='HIP HIP HORRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4844175910013034120</id><published>2011-08-23T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:12:06.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Blog! I have not forgotten about you I promise. I look at you and your friend blogs every day. I check on your friends. I don't know if your friends check on you thouh. :) just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the summer is coming to a close. I am starting my 4 year at the U. I just thought I should give an update on one of the best summers of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started off on May 12 pulling an unconscious dude out of the pool and having to completely revive him. I think I am over it emotionally altough the thoughts still come to me of how weird it was that it actually happened. I hope it is not bad to say that I am grateful that I got to go through that experience because I think it helped not only as an employee but as a person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in May, I HAD to go to Glee in Vegas. BEST CONCERT EVER!!!!!!!!!! It rocked. I am a dork and words cant even describe how freakin cool it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644291641292827682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2l6EJeNzqJw/TlSNV8_3LCI/AAAAAAAAAu8/oVhPtK9PLE0/s320/TEAM%2BTRIP%2B077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644291639343288226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCVsn_zR1H4/TlSNV1vDj6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/wNlCevUxOk8/s320/TEAM%2BTRIP%2B114.JPG" /&gt;I went to girls camp. No not as a Young Women, but as a leader. No not a ward leader, but a freakin Stake Leader. Holy cow i was over whelmed. Like why did they pick a little 21 year old to serve on a committe with adult women. I just had the job of being the river lifeguard. I did see my life flash before my eyes a couple of times. At this camp there is a set of couple missionaires who just live at this site for their mission. (at least that is what i understand) and well, the cute little sister, bless her heart, followed me and the nurse up to the entrance point of the river. My goal for this expedition was to wade out in the river and trim some branches that were hanging overhead so we didn't get girls eyes poked out. Well, i was going to float down a tube with a rope tied to me. As i start to float, RAPIDS catch me and i TOTALLY flipped out. THey grab the rope. I am lucky i didn't hit my head on the shallow rocks. Emily (my sister) was dying laughing while the missionary was WORRIED. but through all this she managed to get some pictures, then worry some more and get more pictures. Anyways, here are some pics from the experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644294748637298514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AR4SqayiW2A/TlSQK0wg_1I/AAAAAAAAAvU/ZRZpWGBnm04/s320/CIMG4523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644294750042020098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQZ_8Ox6nA4/TlSQK5_bWQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/q07_sWjqtM8/s320/CIMG4526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644294744877063650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8IfP7GZnsM/TlSQKmwAXeI/AAAAAAAAAvM/HbaLU4GdKkE/s320/CIMG4522.JPG" /&gt; Other things that happened this summer. I hung out with my friends ALOT! I truely have THE best friends in the world. They are all seriously like family to me and I know that I can go to them for ANYTHING. Here are a few pics of the things we did this summe&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644297232802466946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XU8ZS9MkI2I/TlSSba_pTII/AAAAAAAAAvk/bDNg93MgTR0/s320/TEAM%2BTRIP%2B025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644297238535837282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OTtmb8ozUX8/TlSSbwWllmI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1wL8cR6pHkU/s320/first%2Baid%2Bteam%2Bpm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644297236523373410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aFMUL7-KMw/TlSSbo2x02I/AAAAAAAAAvs/6pEJ4KpnIy4/s320/summer2011%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4844175910013034120?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4844175910013034120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4844175910013034120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4844175910013034120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4844175910013034120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-2011.html' title='Summer 2011'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2l6EJeNzqJw/TlSNV8_3LCI/AAAAAAAAAu8/oVhPtK9PLE0/s72-c/TEAM%2BTRIP%2B077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6601781744001695063</id><published>2011-05-29T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:01:58.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graves:</title><content type='html'>So we went to the graves today. It was first memorial day visit to my grandma huber. It was tough. I mean, we visit all these graves, some of the people I don't even know. Probably the only one (besides my grandma) that i can remember was my grandpa eccles. I remember he had an elevator down his stairs, he would sit in this chair in his front room. But I vagely have any memories of him. Visiting my Grandma Huber's grave was different. It hit me that she was not here. I have TONS of memories of her. I cried, not little tears, but big tears. Missing her. Knowing she would probably be shaking her finger at me telling me not to cry. But i could not hold it in when my mom gave me a hug. I love my grandma and really missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am trying to say is that it is alot different for me to actually visit a grave of someone who I really KNEW and loved. Just remembering them. anyways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6601781744001695063?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6601781744001695063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6601781744001695063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6601781744001695063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6601781744001695063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/05/graves.html' title='Graves:'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3204847178995159687</id><published>2011-05-04T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:44:59.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 DAYS..... IT WILL SOON BE HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qHfUcJvj7Ck?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3204847178995159687?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3204847178995159687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3204847178995159687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3204847178995159687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3204847178995159687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/05/17-days-it-will-soon-be-here.html' title='17 DAYS..... IT WILL SOON BE HERE'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qHfUcJvj7Ck/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-527113963144155261</id><published>2011-05-01T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T11:37:51.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, Missed a day: 21 days till Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u7qHYuVDIYY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-527113963144155261?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/527113963144155261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=527113963144155261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/527113963144155261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/527113963144155261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/05/ok-missed-day-21-days-till-glee.html' title='Ok, Missed a day: 21 days till Glee'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/u7qHYuVDIYY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2271903561909406547</id><published>2011-04-28T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:49:59.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Days till glee!! I will post a performance every day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X-Ysqz_sMU0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2271903561909406547?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2271903561909406547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2271903561909406547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2271903561909406547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2271903561909406547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/04/23-days-till-glee-i-will-post.html' title='23 Days till glee!! I will post a performance every day!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/X-Ysqz_sMU0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7785358825072034628</id><published>2011-04-21T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:14:08.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a nerd</title><content type='html'>So I have been obsessed with the NBA this season. Hopefully ya'll know my teams. Basically the Celtics and Jazz. I have learned so much about basketball. Some stuff my dad doesn't even know.&lt;br /&gt;I am a little different then most girls my age. Most girls my age seem to go for the hollywood actors... I do that is for sure.. Well, I have fallen for some of the NBA dudes. For one thing they are TALL!!!! (just what I need) and another, they are BUFF! and lastly, they are HANDSOME.....&lt;br /&gt;So if I were to rank my top 5-10 most attractive NBA dudes, this is how it would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 Gordon Hayward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598205527077939842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-xXzwTx2r0/TbDSRC0b6oI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ia6zOWiUJ7w/s320/GORDON.jpg" /&gt;#2 Rajon Rondo&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598206004989345954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHcv4YTEjrQ/TbDSs3LZQKI/AAAAAAAAAuY/B9xCXavJe7w/s320/rajonrondo1.jpg" /&gt;#3 Russell Westbrook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598207160426392930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--sI7be0v8Kw/TbDTwHhDbWI/AAAAAAAAAug/7Lv_L5SDUWc/s320/russell_westbrook.jpg" /&gt; #4 Dwight Howard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZkOApiUPBE/TbDU5qDBXUI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6BlvfOfqJYw/s1600/dwight%2Bhoward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598208423826120002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZkOApiUPBE/TbDU5qDBXUI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6BlvfOfqJYw/s320/dwight%2Bhoward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5 Kevin Durant &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598209290204331922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fmiu-HN79C0/TbDVsFjrv5I/AAAAAAAAAuw/q-8pgLo7Kdo/s320/durantokc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7785358825072034628?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7785358825072034628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7785358825072034628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7785358825072034628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7785358825072034628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-nerd.html' title='I&apos;m a nerd'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-xXzwTx2r0/TbDSRC0b6oI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ia6zOWiUJ7w/s72-c/GORDON.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2991009188441276461</id><published>2011-03-08T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:59:31.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet and boring life of Natalie</title><content type='html'>So here whats been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a medical child. I have a heart murmer, no thyroid gland, broken some bones before, skin problems.... do you want me to keep going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lately I have been seeing my cardiologist and they have said that my heart condition has up graded in severety from mild to moderate. NOw that may not seem like a lot, but it scares me. THey said that I need to exercise and eat right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have had surgery almost a year ago. They took my thyroid out. With that surgery, I was told you either gain or loose weight. Well with they way things were looking, it seem that i was gaining weight. Here we are almost a year later and my surgeon finally let me go and found we an endochronologist. I asked her if weight loss and thyroid surgery was true, she said, NO THAT IS A MYTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have taken all these doctor's appts seriously and as a MAJOR wake up call that i need to take time for myself and be active. I have been at it for almost 3 months. So for things are looking really good. If our scale is right, (it is a pretty old scale) i have lost some weight. THere is hope. I am sorry I am bragging, but i treat my blog as my public journal. My goal, go back to the heart doc in july and here them say, weight is down and things are looking... either the same, or.... things are looking bettter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is happenign? I am obsessed with the NBA this season. I love the celtics. And they are ranked 2 in the league. I feel really bad for the jazz. They have so much potential but are really struggling right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love Glee. And can't wait to go to the concert in May.&lt;br /&gt;School is rough but I am finally figuring out how to study.&lt;br /&gt;Primary is fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2991009188441276461?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2991009188441276461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2991009188441276461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2991009188441276461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2991009188441276461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/03/sweet-and-boring-life-of-natalie.html' title='Sweet and boring life of Natalie'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4917596672997958327</id><published>2011-01-23T21:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:25:00.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Huber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0MVPVMKvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/tmeIkYAO4tY/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565618273531996914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0MVPVMKvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/tmeIkYAO4tY/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its been a while since I blogged but I think it is time I post a good one. So on Saturday January 22, my Grandma Huber passed away. She was old and her health was not good, but it happened suddenly. I love my Grandma. I had a special relationship with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think (I could be wrong) I was her only grandchild who she would call, "A Big Brat" and be threatened by her crutch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my favorite memories of my Grandma would probably be her swimming pool days in the summer. She LOVED having as many grandkids as she could get out to her pool on the hot summer days. SHe would sit in the same chair, have her mug with diet coke, and be our lifeguard. She would yell at us when we were being stupid and unsafe. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565619124700204914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0NGyLgT3I/AAAAAAAAAtM/X7EDhRw9BCI/s320/4th%2Bof%2BJULY%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Grandma was a trooper! Somehow every year, despite health problems, she would throw one huge Christmas bash! I remember hit sitting in this chair every year all Christmas day long and just enjoy being surrounded by her family. I think she loved making us smile, she loved hearing us talk, she loved hearing us laugh. She would fall asleep in this chair. And I get my title of "brat" beccause my Grandma did not like getting her picture taken. So I got a few funny pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565623309579525314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0Q6YEfHMI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ugLX7H_dX7w/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565623312789722626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0Q6kB21gI/AAAAAAAAAtc/XuYv4hrp36Q/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565623321481230690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0Q7EaEuWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/TM6uYEHpN_k/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;My Grandma was a huge University of Utah fan. She bleeds red. Maybe that is where I got my Utes Genes. She is a firm believer in obtaining a college education. I know she LOVED seeing her grandchildren grow and go through college. She was alive to see alot graduate, and I know she will be at every other one of her grandchildren's graduation in spirit. She was a HUGE supporter. I don't think I would keep going without the support of her and my Grandpa. This past semester (fall 2010) I took a Human Anatomy class. Grandma became my study buddy and would ask me about my class everytime i would see her. She would talk to me about anatomy all the way up to my final. SHe would wave her arm and flex around and ask me to name it. I loved how into my schooling she got. She loved talking about the U campus and hearing me say the names of buildings that I have class in that she had classes in too. I always teased her and would tell her that I would call her if I get lost. She knows the U campus with her eyes closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Grandma loves her family! She loved having all 50+ of us gather in a room. She loved hearing about us grandkids getting together and hanging out. I am so grateful to have cousins that I can look to as my best friends. I blame that on my Grandma, keeping us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565631425343518690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0YSxpZ9-I/AAAAAAAAAts/nuwMIcgVcOw/s320/11-14-08%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565631431207695138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0YTHfiMyI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yXABPgsTut4/s320/Washington%2BDC%2B2009%2B039.JPG" /&gt;And finally, my Grandma and Grandpa taught and still are teaching the importance of a temple marriage. They have been married for almost 60 years this march. From what I heard from one of my aunts, they have a family of 54 people total. That is soooo awesome. They may have not said it straight up, but by seeing their example, they have taught me the importance of temple marriage and its key in returning to my Heavenly Father. My Grandparents love each other so much. They always by each others sides every step of the way, whether it was trials, or just being together. They never seperated. I hope and pray someday that I can find my prince charming, like my Grandma did, and marry him and celebrate 60+ years of marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565633711655792258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0aX20uroI/AAAAAAAAAt8/yVn5ssPY3t0/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565633716587521906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0aYJMi53I/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZJ0V6XYitEc/s320/Preston%2527s%2BWedding%2B048.JPG" /&gt;I love my Grandma! I will miss her so much! But I know that she is in a better place and she is not in pain, no oxygen, and she is standing up straight. I bet my Grandpa Stapley has already talked to her. I bet she is with her Dad, Mom, and many other relatives. I know that she is going to do amazing things in the spirit world. I know that I will be with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4917596672997958327?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4917596672997958327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4917596672997958327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4917596672997958327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4917596672997958327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2011/01/grandma-huber.html' title='Grandma Huber'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TT0MVPVMKvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/tmeIkYAO4tY/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6730422216115466834</id><published>2010-11-29T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:31:57.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Gleek continued-----------------</title><content type='html'>So I thought I would give you an update. I love Glee. I am a huge GLEEK!!! I have attached my favorite songs up to this point. ONly of season 2. Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O0QxuGjr8m4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O0QxuGjr8m4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuxp5OJlKw0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuxp5OJlKw0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V6F0-4w3KLs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V6F0-4w3KLs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MANY OTHERS BUT YOUTUBE WON"T LET ME FIND THEM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6730422216115466834?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6730422216115466834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6730422216115466834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6730422216115466834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6730422216115466834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-gleek-continued.html' title='I&apos;m A Gleek continued-----------------'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8811765412082383327</id><published>2010-10-14T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T09:36:36.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happy Days Are Here Again" Glee - Duets (Full Scene)</title><content type='html'>Ok, I love this song from glee. Its reversed from what you would see on TV but it is sooooo very good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/ThLs64J8_9M/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThLs64J8_9M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThLs64J8_9M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8811765412082383327?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8811765412082383327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8811765412082383327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8811765412082383327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8811765412082383327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-days-are-here-again-glee-duets.html' title='&quot;Happy Days Are Here Again&quot; Glee - Duets (Full Scene)'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6971403128725436717</id><published>2010-10-03T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:13:57.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee TELEPHONE Official Full TV Scene (HD)</title><content type='html'>This is a new song from glee-- I love Glee... Funny thing is, The actress in the polk-a-dot shirt is only like 5ft 2 and she towers over the other girl. There are alot of awesome songs coming from glee this season. This one has been one of my favs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_3vSFD3-98?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_3vSFD3-98?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6971403128725436717?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6971403128725436717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6971403128725436717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6971403128725436717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6971403128725436717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/10/glee-telephone-official-full-tv-scene.html' title='Glee TELEPHONE Official Full TV Scene (HD)'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4597451438068411768</id><published>2010-09-26T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:54:33.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh this is hard</title><content type='html'>SO I am in college. But it is hard. I started off as a freshmen on a rough road...  transitioning into it and what not. Then my down hill began to start coming up-hill. I was feeling ok about this whole college aspect and began passing classes with decent grades. Then the thought of having a major surgery came into play, I was a nervous wreck for a whole semester and classes were not in my favor. SO I have entered this fall semester with a "pumped" attitude wanting to try my best. Got the results of my first test back. Still below where I want to be, but I am not testing at the LOW end of the group anymore... mostly in the average group. Do I have to be that A student to graduate? If I do, I have a LONG ways to go. Am I the only student that struggles? I am frustrated because I am in my 3rd year and things are TOUGH! I guess college is just rough. I have set me a goal, from the rough turnout of last spring semester to just get B's and C's this fall. SO far I am a little discouraged but I have to remember, Its only the first tests, I have 2 more + the finals to improve on and get POINTS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4597451438068411768?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4597451438068411768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4597451438068411768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4597451438068411768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4597451438068411768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/09/gosh-this-is-hard.html' title='Gosh this is hard'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3400504390762144932</id><published>2010-09-02T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:11:28.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Gleek!!!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE GLEE!!! My favorite characters are of course Finn and Rachael. They sing the first part. Then I love Puck. Not only is he attractive, but his voice is sexy!!! He sings a part in the second song on this video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/Ymi52UbGEZM/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ymi52UbGEZM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ymi52UbGEZM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3400504390762144932?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3400504390762144932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3400504390762144932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3400504390762144932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3400504390762144932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-gleek_02.html' title='I&apos;m A Gleek!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7989905878794489405</id><published>2010-08-01T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:04:06.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE GLEE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/umF1M7wGiCc/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/umF1M7wGiCc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/umF1M7wGiCc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7989905878794489405?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7989905878794489405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7989905878794489405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7989905878794489405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7989905878794489405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-glee.html' title='I LOVE GLEE!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3412497119770429191</id><published>2010-07-09T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:21:54.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Glee SOng</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite Glee Song-- Not the best quality but still sooooo good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2cA23uT_hE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2cA23uT_hE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3412497119770429191?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3412497119770429191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3412497119770429191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3412497119770429191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3412497119770429191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-favorite-glee-song.html' title='My Favorite Glee SOng'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1534981666575601285</id><published>2010-06-15T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:45:25.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Gene</title><content type='html'>Its been exactly one month yesterday that you came out. I don't know how I feel. Doc says your aftermath (aka the scar) is healing nicely. The doctor also commanded me to get a blood test done to see how my hormone levels are since I have been on the medication. It turns out, you were alot stronger than i thought, My levels are LOW! So what happens now? YOu caused us to pay more money to buy MORE medication of a stronger dosage.  And how do I know that you aren't causing other things to happen to my body. With the low hormone levels, is that the root cause of dizzy spells? I have also discovered some sort of rash on my legs since about the surgery date, is that caused by you making me stay in the hospital with air-bags and nylon socks on my legs? Why did you have to go Gene? You were functioning fine. You were just a big boy. WHo cares if i had a big neck, at least my hormones were fine. Thanks alot gene-- thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;Love Natalie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1534981666575601285?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1534981666575601285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1534981666575601285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1534981666575601285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1534981666575601285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-gene.html' title='Dear Gene'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4787892368498169237</id><published>2010-06-12T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:31:35.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland/Beach/UCLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRPfWGAVMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/wUPgonmUT8s/s1600/Dinsneyland+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094046342042818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRPfWGAVMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/wUPgonmUT8s/s320/Dinsneyland+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this past week me and my family actually went on a family vacation. It was AMAZING!!! And sooooo nice to be away from that dumb pool once again. I have missed alot already due to my surgery, but this was a fun excuse. We spent the week in California mainly in Disneyland, with a day off to the beach and a tour of the UCLA university. (thanks to Aunt Judy starting us on this, me and my sisters like to tour Universities and get a sweet tee-shirt). It was a fun week. We have not been to Disneyland since 2003 so I guess you can say it has been a while. Nothing has really changed, the castle seems smaller but it was still magical. :) We spent most of our time in Disneyland. It was awesome- we had to have set the record for going on Pirates the most! My mom has the whole ride memorized. Our family favorite rides in Disneyland were Pirates and Indiana Jones. They were soooo cool. We love splash mountain but we just got soooooo wet on it this time we were miserable. I still wonder why Peter Pan ride is sooo popular. Space Mountain is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Half way through the week we took a tour up the coast of Calfiornia. Along the famous Highway 1 or Pacific Coast Highway. It was way pretty. We got lost for 3 and a half hours but eventually found our way back to the highway. We worked our way up to the Beverly Hills to visit the famous UCLA University. It was BEAUTIFUL!!! I could almost compare it to the U on how pretty it was. But I still love the U the most. Anyways, we found their bookstore and bought a sweet shirt. We also happen to be there the week that the famous John Wooden past away. For those of you who don't know, he was very famous, won UCLA like 8-10 consecutive National Championships, and also taught his players character and created the pyramid to success. They had a neat memorial for him. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also visited the famous Santa Monica pier. It was neat, but too many people and kinda a ghetto beach. It was fun because you don't always get to go to the beach but I thought Huntington was prettier (from the car window). Anyways, it was a cool pier. We stalked the beach lifeguards, and Lauren and I almost got sucked out to sea in a wave.&lt;br /&gt;So overall it was an awesome. I think my parents are grateful that they have big kids with jobs to afford a plane ticket. We flew and it was fun. That Los Angles Airport was huge!!! And we tried to see a movie star but no luck-- we flew where normal people fly and not this first class business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094025923976274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRPeKB9XFI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Hkrxsjxz69M/s320/Dinsneyland+054.JPG" /&gt;t was a good week, now back to reality and working!!! Here are just a few pics from the journey.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482092890952975298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBROcF7yQ8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/H6zvsRAv3uU/s320/Dinsneyland+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482092899929357826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBROcnX6_gI/AAAAAAAAAr8/x3B-EPOpZ1U/s320/Dinsneyland+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094945000632322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRQTp26MAI/AAAAAAAAAss/3-cgXajesvU/s320/Dinsneyland+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094039911983826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRPe-I9atI/AAAAAAAAAsU/KWs-EtvGqj8/s320/Dinsneyland+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482092910011059618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBROdM7ljaI/AAAAAAAAAsE/fpXvgp5dTyk/s320/Dinsneyland+043.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094939346229122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRQTUyy14I/AAAAAAAAAsk/FptfLm0-wP4/s320/Dinsneyland+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4787892368498169237?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4787892368498169237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4787892368498169237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4787892368498169237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4787892368498169237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/06/disneylandbeachucla.html' title='Disneyland/Beach/UCLA'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/TBRPfWGAVMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/wUPgonmUT8s/s72-c/Dinsneyland+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7076256240019107615</id><published>2010-05-26T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:41:14.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally America Got it Right!!!</title><content type='html'>SO, American Idol finished up tonight. My family and I have been watching for 7 years....&lt;br /&gt;Back in season 2 when we heard about this "American Idol" from some crazy YW leaders. They were obsessed and Lauren and I made fun of them. Well in season 3 we tried watching it, and well, WE GOT HOOKED. WE didn't really have a favorite, but this person-- not the winner-- was incredible and now has an oscar as well as some other awards for her star in the movie Dream Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrZTg-0Ozn0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrZTg-0Ozn0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 4-- we of course are now hooked and are watching this season too. THis was Lauren's favorite season . Carrie Underwood was the winner of it and now is a HUGE country music star. She is good. Take a listen in one of her performances from the show where Simon said, "you will not only win this show but sell more records then any/all (can't remember) other winners combined"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nMBSDpB3WB8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nMBSDpB3WB8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 5 and Season 6 kind of lost their spunk for us. We watched, but weren't all thrilled. THeir winners were Jordan Sparks and Taylor Hicks who disappear off the face of the earth but make their appearence on the finale.&lt;br /&gt;Season 7 was a different story. I LOVED season 7 probably because it had my boy, David Archuleta- LOVED HIM!! Been to all of his performances!! Idol tour, His personal tour, His Christmas Tour-- I have both of his CD's... well if you didn't watch the above performances, you need to watch this one because it is SOOOOOOOO good . He was not the winner, but I still love him. You have to fast forward a little to the actual performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bn0WqfK3NIc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bn0WqfK3NIc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he good??? I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Season 8-- For me and my mother, we were not happy with the winner Kris Allen. We are Adam Lambert fans and don't care what you all say. He was good! I couldn't find a video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND NOW SEASON 9 AMERICA GETS IT RIGHT!! LEE DEWYZE IS THE WINNER!!!!!!! HE IS THE ULTIMATE EXAMPLE OF AN AMERICAN IDOL-- GOING FROM A PAINT SALESMEN TO THE AMERICAN IDOL &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF YOU DIDN"T WATCH ANY OF THESE VIDEOS, PLEASE WATCH THIS LAST ONE BECAUSE IT IS SOOOOOOOO GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Te42ioevqnI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Te42ioevqnI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7076256240019107615?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7076256240019107615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7076256240019107615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7076256240019107615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7076256240019107615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-america-got-it-right.html' title='Finally America Got it Right!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-241350179901475998</id><published>2010-05-25T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:43:33.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna See This Movie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1S2enW-t8Po&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1S2enW-t8Po&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-241350179901475998?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/241350179901475998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=241350179901475998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/241350179901475998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/241350179901475998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/charlie-st-cloud-official-movie-trailer.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna See This Movie.'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4458649792889497958</id><published>2010-05-23T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:01:16.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_oH7q3paLI/AAAAAAAAArs/9IMBvD1yUMQ/s1600/GENE+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474697018723625138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_oH7q3paLI/AAAAAAAAArs/9IMBvD1yUMQ/s320/GENE+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO here I am over a week post operation now. Today was not a good day. It was nice to see some ward members and family but I think I over did it this weekend. The wound area is hurting a lot today. I don't know if it is just the skin around the scar that is waking up and not liking the feeling or what but it hurts and is bugging me alot today. I think I was too busy this weekend-- Working with the YW yesterday morning, movie last night, church today (I LOVED seeing the ward members and my primary kids), and a visit to the grandparents tonight. I think it was a little too much. I have been a good girl and not taking the pain killers all week. BUt tonight I feel apart physically and emotionally and needed to take one. So what is on the agenda? well here I am laying with ice on my neck? Tomorrow? RELAXATION!!!! And ice Ice ICE the neck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4458649792889497958?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4458649792889497958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4458649792889497958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4458649792889497958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4458649792889497958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-hurts-today.html' title='It hurts Today'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_oH7q3paLI/AAAAAAAAArs/9IMBvD1yUMQ/s72-c/GENE+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1321648044321823515</id><published>2010-05-20T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T16:53:48.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week Post Operation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473504236667530466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_XLGncp7OI/AAAAAAAAArk/HrpA4GkWfOg/s320/GENE!!!!!!!!.jpg" /&gt;So we are pretty much one week post operation tomorrow. I am doing pretty good. My energy is like a roller coaster-- I am full of energy, then I am dead tired. I am eating solid foods. I drove for the first time yesterday-- yahoo!! The only thing that is a little annoying today is the scar area. It is still ster-stripped shut but super tender. And the skin around it is still a little puffy and numb (weirdest feeling) but anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted to say thanks to everyone for your thoughts and prayers and lovely treats. You are too kind and I am grateful for great friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well PEACE OUT!! Hopefully next update I will have tape off and can show you the whole scar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1321648044321823515?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1321648044321823515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1321648044321823515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1321648044321823515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1321648044321823515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-week-post-operation.html' title='1 Week Post Operation'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_XLGncp7OI/AAAAAAAAArk/HrpA4GkWfOg/s72-c/GENE!!!!!!!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1185810718083373874</id><published>2010-05-17T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:16:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics from surgery</title><content type='html'>so here are some pics of me that my mom took on her phone. I look so thrilled I thought these were definately blog worthy. If you want to see the actual pic of my gland-- you will have to drop by... or I plan on taking it out to Grandparent Hubers house one of these days.... anyways, I look so happy in these pics.... I remember apologizing to the doc and other nurses after saying I am sorry I was so onery.....PS-- These are before pictures... we were kinda bummed that we completely spaced it on getting after pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472474083717966418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_IiL0qKalI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ir0kFZ8xRjQ/s320/GENE2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472474092466712130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_IiMVQBrkI/AAAAAAAAArc/7qMSHRlM2SU/s320/GENE3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1185810718083373874?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1185810718083373874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1185810718083373874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1185810718083373874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1185810718083373874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-pics-from-surgery.html' title='More pics from surgery'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_IiL0qKalI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ir0kFZ8xRjQ/s72-c/GENE2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3207704232529959084</id><published>2010-05-16T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:46:19.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Gene!</title><content type='html'>So on Friday May, 14 Gene and I broke up FOREVER!!! It was a rough relationship. He was fat and taking up way to much space in my life. Ok ok, instead of making this into some complicated story, I am going to write about my experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic BEFORE Gene came out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471919809144537682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_AqEy97wlI/AAAAAAAAArE/CuRmVg3RUYs/s320/GENE.jpg" /&gt;So we woke up at 5 am, my mom, dad, and I drove to the new Intermountain Riverton Hospital. We had to be there at 6:15 am. SO we got there right on time, we were seriously the 1rst people in the hospital. It was so quiet and scary. WE got all registered and checked in. Then sitting in the waiting area, some nurse came out and said "Who are you?" I said, "Natalie Stapley" He said, "I must have grabbed the wrong top secret paper because I am sure your not having your prostate operated on" (OK AWKWARD!! HE DIDN"T NEED TO TELL ME THAT! I WAS ALREADY A WRECK AS IT WAS) The nurse really said all that too. I Guess because I looked super onery that morning and he was trying to make light of the situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways, they took me back to this prep room and made me put this gown on. Then I sat on this bed and tried to relax. So then ths prep nurse came in and get me started on the IV. She had the hardest time finding my vein. She dug around in my wrist for a while... it got annoying. After a while, I started crying, I was a major emotional wreck. The surgeon came in to see how we were doing, My parents were fine and I was emotional. The part that was scaring me the most was anesthesia (or however the heck you spell that word). THe Anesthesiaologist (or however you spell the title of the guy that puts you too sleep) came in and I asked him questions, "will I wake up?" "will I breathe on my own" and he assured me I was going to be just fine. Then they started this drug on me that was making me kind of dizzy. Then from here I don't remember ANYTHING! I guess they took me in the operating room and I got on the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that, I woke up in the recovery room and with this cute little nurse staring at me waiting for me to come too. I think I asked her the same question 5 or 6 times, "how did I do?" " how did it go?" "when can I see my mom?" They kept me in the recovery room for like an hour and a half.... longer than usual, finding my room was a mess. Anyways, I finally made it to my room. THey got me going on pain killers like morphine, loratab, and oxygen. It was nice. The day nurses were kinda dumb but my night nurse was really cute and hyper and checked on me all night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, everything went really well. I am home recovering. IT is sore, and my energy is quite low. I guess they compare this pain to strep throat but I have never had strep throat so to me it feels like a sore throat and a kinked neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a after shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471925334828589954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_AvGbvrI4I/AAAAAAAAArM/_AxX891AUWU/s320/downsize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3207704232529959084?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3207704232529959084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3207704232529959084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3207704232529959084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3207704232529959084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-long-gene.html' title='So Long Gene!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S_AqEy97wlI/AAAAAAAAArE/CuRmVg3RUYs/s72-c/GENE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3651850780234247101</id><published>2010-05-02T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T10:38:05.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George Ironman!!!!</title><content type='html'>So this weekend lauren and I and our boss/friend from work had the opportunity to go down to St George and be volunteer lifeguards for the Ironman Triathlon.  Let me just start by saying, Ironman athletes are INSANE!!!! The whole race was a 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike ride, and a 26.2 run (Marathon). It was soooooo cool to be a part of. We got to see the start. The athletes looked like little fishes swimming through that lake.We left friday to drive down to St George. Stayed the night at a un-disclosed location. We had to wake up at 2:45 am!! We had to meet at a place at 3:30 am and then we had to be to the lake at 4am!!! Talk about an early morning. From there the lifeguards got situated. I started getting a little nervous when they were talking about , "if fatalities" , "if CPR situations" like it was a common thing. Talking to Lauren, she says it is a common thing if you are not prepared for the cold water. Luckily we didn't see anything that scary. There were about 2300 athletes from ALL over the world competing. They varied in age range from 18-77 years old. I did know two of the competitors. Anyways, we had a fun day!!! It was a really neat expirence to be a part of. Here are a few pics from the event. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727173251827186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S923Zm2mhfI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tlQZOU-hN9g/s320/Ironman+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727160820335154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S923Y4itAjI/AAAAAAAAAq0/AyXn_O6UG0Y/s320/Ironman+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727152608853346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S923YZ87vWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/z6FaLv2tF68/s320/Ironman+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466725530402943330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S9215-w58WI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vyovlyQK6A4/s320/Ironman+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727142095179362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S923XyyRzmI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JMc8mcoQjWI/s320/Ironman+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466725515512838706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S9215HS0-jI/AAAAAAAAAqM/uv4CNVOZEAw/s320/Ironman+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3651850780234247101?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3651850780234247101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3651850780234247101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3651850780234247101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3651850780234247101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/05/st-george-ironman.html' title='St. George Ironman!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S923Zm2mhfI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tlQZOU-hN9g/s72-c/Ironman+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2277523628062455168</id><published>2010-04-27T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:46:41.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sucks--</title><content type='html'>So I decided that this is my blog to vent on. THis semester is sooooooooo  rough. I think the main cause of all this roughness is Gene. He is on my mind alllll day and I think he is the reason why some of my grades have not been so hot. In fact, there is a HIGH chance I will have to retake some classes all because of Gene!! I am so glad he is leaving me on the 12th. I just have to remind myself each and every day that college is not a race. I can take my time..... even if that means only taking one class a semester here and there.&lt;br /&gt;There is light at the end of the tunnel. I will finish this semester with what ever grades I get. Get Gene out on the 12th. ANd then my family, believe it or not, is going on vacation the first week of June. I cannot wait for that. Then after that, just chill and work a lot this summer. Then get pumped and stoked for fall and start off fresh with no worries on my mind. Then after the 2010-2011 school year, I will apply for the athletic training program and then I feel that school will start to get fun from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanted to write all my feelings down and what better to do it than on a blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2277523628062455168?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2277523628062455168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2277523628062455168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2277523628062455168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2277523628062455168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-sucks.html' title='This Sucks--'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2329703058119289814</id><published>2010-04-12T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:45:04.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought the blog world should know</title><content type='html'>just thought the blog world should know that Gene (aka my thyroid gland) and I are breaking up on May 12. He is going to be "cut" out of my life FOREVER!!!!!!! I am quite nervous... but everything will be fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2329703058119289814?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2329703058119289814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2329703058119289814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2329703058119289814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2329703058119289814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-blog-world-should-know.html' title='Thought the blog world should know'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6150779086655375273</id><published>2010-03-23T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:35:27.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm One Of Them!!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHA Now I can officially say that I am one of those people who reads the book before going to see the movie. I don't know why but the movie/book "The Last Song" caught my attention. I decided to purchase it and read it before the movie comes out. I started it this past sunday the 14th and finished it last night-- a week is pretty fast for Natalie to read a book. But it was a REALLY good book- it is written by Nicholas Sparks for those of you who don't know. I could really relate to the end of it from personal experience. ANyways, i can't say too much, you will have to read it or see the movie which comes out NEXT WEEK!!! Here is the trailor--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WwLmQqRanvM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WwLmQqRanvM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6150779086655375273?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6150779086655375273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6150779086655375273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6150779086655375273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6150779086655375273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-one-of-them.html' title='I&apos;m One Of Them!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3757458753355424246</id><published>2010-03-09T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:43:36.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Wrong With Me???</title><content type='html'>Ok, I wanna know what is wrong with me. On Saturday I went jogging at the oval, yesterday I went jogging around the neighborhood, today I swam a little bit.... what is going on with me? This is not a typical Natalie. THis is Natalie trying to be healthy... What the Heck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3757458753355424246?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3757458753355424246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3757458753355424246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3757458753355424246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3757458753355424246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='Whats Wrong With Me???'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8841289795529651470</id><published>2010-02-26T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:12:34.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Years Old and No Longer a Teenager</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday... and I am no longer a Teenage. This is mostly for your entertainment. LOTS of pictures I have found of me throgh the years..... mostly school pictures... Starting with the cutest one of all... this adorable blue eyed baby.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442632849433169794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gdvYFWD4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/IGJMhNZYtpM/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This next one is of me in Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442634336787245522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gfF86MKdI/AAAAAAAAAnE/MGd0_me9ft8/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1rst Grade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442634570829048898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gfTkyGrEI/AAAAAAAAAnM/hJv1q4K_XyI/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 2nd Grade&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442635878792721314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4ggftU8c6I/AAAAAAAAAnU/9IzHrMicn7o/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3rd Grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442635886256694706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gggJIfpbI/AAAAAAAAAnc/16bWLX05kXY/s320/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4th Grade--Style Gets interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442639207480575618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gjhdp-RoI/AAAAAAAAAnk/iWTFQJpYAsA/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5th Grade-- Style not so hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442639220523407170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gjiOPoF0I/AAAAAAAAAns/2ccs_JsSBHw/s320/scan0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;6th Grade-- I remember this was right after recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442639236418918610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gjjJdaWNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/k4MbivMwXPQ/s320/scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;7th grade-- The braces happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442643442637092658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gnX-1-NzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/PIg005bT4-A/s320/scan0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;8th Grade-- BIG HAIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442643451482836226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gnYfy9jQI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Eu0kM0xOLbU/s320/scan0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;9th Grade- I was so ready to be done with Jr High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442643458512141538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gnY5-4POI/AAAAAAAAAoM/jRQgt4x1MWE/s320/scan0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;10th Grade- Oh dear this is my WORST one, it was taken right after swim practice!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442646521296853698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gqLLvqGsI/AAAAAAAAAoU/d3zqAgpWIuA/s320/scan0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;11th Grade-- Right after a dryland workout as you can see the flushed face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442646531258387042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gqLw2rCmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/I2L2shV8fPY/s320/scan0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;FINALLY-- Senior Year 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am quite proud of this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442646543738778818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gqMfWOtMI/AAAAAAAAAok/OH2FHXs0Ass/s320/scan0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and lastly a more recent picture of me... from summer 2009. HOpe you enjoyed looking through all these pictures and I didn't bore you too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442646549965877154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gqM2i4r6I/AAAAAAAAAos/uFeAuSm72Ys/s320/last.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8841289795529651470?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8841289795529651470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8841289795529651470' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8841289795529651470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8841289795529651470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/02/20-years-old-and-no-longer-teenager.html' title='20 Years Old and No Longer a Teenager'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S4gdvYFWD4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/IGJMhNZYtpM/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3706203797967697737</id><published>2010-02-17T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:37:33.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>To anyone who read my last post. I am sorry about it not being very nice. I just needed to vent on some thoughts that were on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3706203797967697737?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3706203797967697737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3706203797967697737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3706203797967697737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3706203797967697737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-9061295809441275860</id><published>2010-02-13T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:01:21.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the BYU Staff at State Swim Meet</title><content type='html'>Ok, before I get into my story, I just wanted to compare logos for a moment. UTAH vs BYU logo. Lauren and I get a a kick out of this Y logo. Its all crooked and scrapbooky looking. What do you think? Then compare it to the Utes logo.... it to me looks SOOO much more intimidating than that scrapbooky looking Y. I'm just sayin.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437957093816958594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S3eBKlDGfoI/AAAAAAAAAmk/w25A2gYdIXI/s320/BYU_Stretch_Y.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437957097973007650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S3eBK0h-xSI/AAAAAAAAAms/imVNV8-HhvY/s320/utahllogo-big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, story time now. So every year at the state swim meet at BYU I always seem to have some sort of encounter with the weird staff there. This year was golden. Lauren and I go marchin into the place wearing our UTAH stuff. We go to the table and see the sign with the prices. It says students (K-12) get a dollar off the regular price. I being the poor college student ask a question... well the conversation goes like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME:&lt;/span&gt; Do college kids count as students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;BYU Person&lt;/span&gt;: No, only grades K-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: But we are poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;BYU Person&lt;/span&gt;: sorry its grades K-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;: Its the shirt isn't it? (Pointing to my shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;BYU Person&lt;/span&gt;: Thats part of the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lauren: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't be prejudice against us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Didn't catch what the BYU people said)\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me walking away with lauren&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah and dont they teach us to love one another???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From there we just journeyed into the pool area... I think we left that little staff group speech less. But what can I say, Max Hall hates me anyways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-9061295809441275860?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/9061295809441275860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=9061295809441275860' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/9061295809441275860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/9061295809441275860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-byu-staff-at-state-swim-meet.html' title='Oh the BYU Staff at State Swim Meet'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/S3eBKlDGfoI/AAAAAAAAAmk/w25A2gYdIXI/s72-c/BYU_Stretch_Y.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7882252172169728742</id><published>2010-02-08T19:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:56:50.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>So this week we have kidnapped Grandma Stapley for the week. She is excited to get out of summit for a while. She has quite the week planned and she is so excited. Today she went out briefly with her sister. Tomorrow she is having an all day outing with her sisters-- shopping and lunch. Wednesday she is way excited for. Now my Grandma Stapley is a huge Jazz fan. She knows her Jazz players. She and my dad are going to the Jazz game Wednesday night verses the Lakers. Thursday there is nothing planned, and friday she is going to come with us to the state swim meet.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to say, a while ago when my family went down to summit to help grandma clean some things up, my dad found some OLD pictures, Like old enough we had to have a carosel to shine up on the wall to look at the pics. Well it was soooo fun to sit with grandma and watch them. We did it for hours tonight and it was so fun to see my grandma to get excited.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways random story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7882252172169728742?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7882252172169728742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7882252172169728742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7882252172169728742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7882252172169728742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1120918241336642461</id><published>2010-01-23T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:11:19.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Of Life Cat is BACK</title><content type='html'>She is BACK! The miracle of life cat!! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1120918241336642461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1120918241336642461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1120918241336642461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/01/miracle-of-life-cat-is-back.html' title='Miracle Of Life Cat is BACK'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1646964329893493300</id><published>2010-01-23T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:03:25.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Music Videos Have Begun</title><content type='html'>Here it is, the 2010 season of the STAPLEYS BLOG FAMOUS MUSIC VIDEOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6a233d960f9435b9" 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" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1646964329893493300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1646964329893493300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1646964329893493300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-music-videos-have-begun.html' title='2010 Music Videos Have Begun'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7923303763109322140</id><published>2010-01-15T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:06:31.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Jazz</title><content type='html'>All I can say is Go Jazz-- They can be good when they want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMWO7t0b7d8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMWO7t0b7d8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7923303763109322140?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7923303763109322140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7923303763109322140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7923303763109322140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7923303763109322140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/01/go-jazz.html' title='Go Jazz'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1898704558752953285</id><published>2010-01-04T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:45:41.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Mellow Song (again)</title><content type='html'>I guess the first time I tried this it didn't work... so here it goes&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I don't care what you all say about the Jonas Brothers or Disney Channel in general but I think this is a really nice song with a good meaning. It is Nick Jonas on his first solo album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiPyn0JMqRM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiPyn0JMqRM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1898704558752953285?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1898704558752953285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1898704558752953285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1898704558752953285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1898704558752953285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2010/01/nice-mellow-song.html' title='Nice Mellow Song (again)'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-5437989956260173378</id><published>2009-12-18T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:36:52.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Makeover Alice Cullen Style</title><content type='html'>Ok, I don't care what you all say, but I am a Twilight Series fan. I think that Alice Cullen has the cutest hair out of all the characters on the movie. Well today I took some drastic measures and printed a picture off and went to get my hair cut. I got 4 inches plus a tone of volume taken out. See for your self. The back looks stinkin cute too.&lt;br /&gt;The first is of alice cullen, isn't her hair cute?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416693064689698434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Syv1pLomxoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wv9_FfsIaaw/s400/3786749073_63f4b838d7.jpg" /&gt;And the finished Product. Its definately a big change... but i really like it. The back looks awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416693066413721970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Syv1pSDpSXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/QnfHEEnv4BI/s400/downsize%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-5437989956260173378?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/5437989956260173378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=5437989956260173378' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5437989956260173378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5437989956260173378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/12/extreme-makeover-alice-cullen-style.html' title='Extreme Makeover Alice Cullen Style'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Syv1pLomxoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wv9_FfsIaaw/s72-c/3786749073_63f4b838d7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3770356779098847915</id><published>2009-11-26T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:38:20.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAVID ARCHULETA!!!</title><content type='html'>So me and my mom went to the David Archuleta Holiday Concert. IT was at Abravanal Hall! It was SOOOOOOOOO good and david looked so cute and sounded AMAZING!! Well my camera is not the best but here are some pictures on videos of him singing. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408477933434607986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sw7GBm3omXI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xz695Whzi6o/s400/David+Archuleta+11-24+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408477924747620722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sw7GBGgfsXI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZDWZ03ADXNE/s400/David+Archuleta+11-24+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f5b0dff438b71ea4" 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://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df5b0dff438b71ea4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329919531%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D8E3838CF82558597718A6DAE60D7891D3228.6BEF5F52746EE7DB52906C18DAB1142D11491013%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df5b0dff438b71ea4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmUQ_fBj5VcX-CerOp1GVgL3ukls&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://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df5b0dff438b71ea4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329919531%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D8E3838CF82558597718A6DAE60D7891D3228.6BEF5F52746EE7DB52906C18DAB1142D11491013%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df5b0dff438b71ea4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmUQ_fBj5VcX-CerOp1GVgL3ukls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3770356779098847915?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3770356779098847915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3770356779098847915' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3770356779098847915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3770356779098847915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/11/david-archuleta.html' title='DAVID ARCHULETA!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sw7GBm3omXI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xz695Whzi6o/s72-c/David+Archuleta+11-24+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7284458747598588824</id><published>2009-11-17T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:28:28.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Anthem</title><content type='html'>Ok, I get the chills every time I hear our National Anthem performed. I have found some of my favorite versions of it. Take your pick--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdEP9bkX9Xo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdEP9bkX9Xo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8pDNRONglU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8pDNRONglU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't care what you all say about this last one but I think Clay Aiken has a really good voice despite his personal beliefs/thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKEqCLufkUY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKEqCLufkUY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7284458747598588824?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7284458747598588824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7284458747598588824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7284458747598588824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7284458747598588824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/11/national-anthem.html' title='National Anthem'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7218494869353921101</id><published>2009-11-13T11:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:24:29.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Grandpa Stapley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sv2xWr34MZI/AAAAAAAAAls/FrCQRP5VR8U/s1600-h/gramps+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403670131206795666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sv2xWr34MZI/AAAAAAAAAls/FrCQRP5VR8U/s400/gramps+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Stapley passed away yesterday. He was battling a vicious battle of Acute Melanoid Leukemia. He faught hard but didn't make it. I guess Heavenly Father wanted him home now. When I look back on Grandpa's life, man, he was one heck of a guy. It was hard to visit them often due to them living in Southern Utah. But I remember him as a man of example. From what I remember, he and Grandma were the prime example of two people in love. It was so cool watching them, where ever Grandma was, Grandpa followed, where ever Grandpa was, Grandma followed. They traveled the world together, they served 2 missions together. She never left his side during his battle of leukemia. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403669953843143442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sv2xMXJFoxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/VtxHA-KWWfw/s400/Gramps+1.jpg" /&gt; They are just the prime example raising a family. They have wonderful kids, grandkids, and even great grand kids. It just makes me hope that when the day comes that I meet my significant other, that he and I can follow in the steps of my ALL my grandparents. I come from 2 amazing families. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa was big into education, he was the Super Intendant of the Iron County School District. Like I said, he and his wife served 2 missions, one in Hawaii and the other in New Zealand.  He was the president of the Master Singers Choir. He was a bishop for many years. I always remember Grandpa for his cars. He always had/has the coolest cars. I got to drive he and grandma's cadillac. Oh yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I love my Grandpa dearly and will definately miss him. I am so grateful for the plan of salvation and know that families can be together FOREVER!!! So I will be seeing my Grandpa again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU GRANDPA STAPLEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7218494869353921101?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7218494869353921101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7218494869353921101' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7218494869353921101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7218494869353921101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-grandpa-stapley.html' title='Goodbye Grandpa Stapley'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sv2xWr34MZI/AAAAAAAAAls/FrCQRP5VR8U/s72-c/gramps+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1475565356740210107</id><published>2009-10-24T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:26:03.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>Why are nicknames so cool!?!?! I think they are cool because its what your special friends call you.... And I don't know about you but people who only know me for a week or something and call me my nicknames.... GRRRRR it is frustrating.... jk jk, WHat are your nicknames? here are some of mine.&lt;br /&gt;1. For start, Natalie hahaha&lt;br /&gt;2. Nat-Nat-- most of my family, aunts, grandma's call me this&lt;br /&gt;3. Nat-- simple, most of my close friends call me this! and some people from work...&lt;br /&gt;4. Napley-- my bosses call me this, its Natalie and Stapley combined into one...&lt;br /&gt;5. Brat-- my grandma huber calls me this&lt;br /&gt;6. Matalie-- my primary kids and swim lesson kids call me this.... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;7. President Stapley-- yes, back when i was a wee girl the age of 13 me and my swimmer friends had a mock relief society presidency on the swim team and between the 4 of us, we still call each other Sister (&lt;u&gt;name) &lt;/u&gt;or just "sister"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think nick names are a cool thing and they really show how close your friendships/relationships are with people in your lives and to me they show that people care about me.... yes that sounds cheesy but i think its true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1475565356740210107?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1475565356740210107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1475565356740210107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1475565356740210107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1475565356740210107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/10/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4921866284934365761</id><published>2009-10-12T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:33:08.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson's Ghost??</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/abRCag9wxpw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/abRCag9wxpw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4921866284934365761?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4921866284934365761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4921866284934365761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4921866284934365761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4921866284934365761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='Michael Jackson&apos;s Ghost??'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-49409415770807021</id><published>2009-10-12T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:05:51.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while!</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll! Sorry about me not blogging so much! It has been a BUSY while since last time i blogged. Life has been pretty good. School is going ALOT better then my first year. I am understanding this whole "studying" crap... but its going better. What else is going on? My big sister is pregnant! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh I am going to be it's (yes i call it an "it" because we don't know if its a boy or girl) coolest AUNT! AWE YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GO UTES&lt;br /&gt;GO RED SOX&lt;br /&gt;GO JAZZ&lt;br /&gt;GO NATALIE&lt;br /&gt;WAHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-49409415770807021?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/49409415770807021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=49409415770807021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/49409415770807021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/49409415770807021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4051094387081926172</id><published>2009-09-09T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:27:57.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's a UTE</title><content type='html'>I just can't get over the fact that this guy is a former UTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/etAUDJcgDIo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/etAUDJcgDIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4051094387081926172?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4051094387081926172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4051094387081926172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4051094387081926172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4051094387081926172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/09/hes-ute.html' title='He&apos;s a UTE'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1555596619449931572</id><published>2009-09-04T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:37:58.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Happy!!!</title><content type='html'>So we are pretty much at the end of summer schedule- My boss just put out the fall winter spring schedule. I requested to work at least 20 hours a week to hopefully make my 3000+ bucks by the beginning of january. I only got 12 hours. I don't think I will make 3000+ dollars by spring semester tuition. AHHHHHHHHHH! I am not very happy with my boss! I cannot believe it, by boss gave all these newer guards day shifts that I wanted. I have been working there for 5 years now and think that I definately have the senoirity and deserve these shifts. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1555596619449931572?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1555596619449931572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1555596619449931572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1555596619449931572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1555596619449931572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-happy.html' title='Not Happy!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1620609498997089599</id><published>2009-08-30T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:31:27.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Jordan Sacrament Meetings</title><content type='html'>So I don't know what it is, but when ever I go to a sacrament meeting in sacrament meeting in south jordan, someone always gives an interesting talk.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to a homecoming of a very close friend. His talk was very nice and super special. Well anyways, the next speaker gets up and is SOOOO loud, it made my heart skip a beat it was so loud. He gets up and introduces him self and starts right off the bat and says that he is running for some south jordan election. He goes off on something about how he is going to get the word out that he is running, then the bishop called him to speak in church. His direct quote "the bishop called me to speak and we will leave it at that" Ok people I personally think that chruch is NOT the place to campaign for elections. I thought it was absolutely ridiculous. Then this guy was talking about prayer or something, (i had a hard time paying attention because he was SOOOO loud) and he told us about his closet. He said that is closet was HUGE. (talk about bragging or prideful or something) and he just sounded like the perfect person who prays in their nice huge closet. But then he came back and said, "Now i am not trying to say i am better then you..." Yeah right... you need to sound perfect so you can win your stupid election... Anyways... random sunday story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1620609498997089599?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1620609498997089599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1620609498997089599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1620609498997089599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1620609498997089599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/08/south-jordan-sacrament-meetings.html' title='South Jordan Sacrament Meetings'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2432092473401943587</id><published>2009-08-19T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:07:58.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer In Review</title><content type='html'>Man! Summer is coming to a close. Sad news, friends moving away, and the cold is just months away. But I am blogging to brag about my TOTALLY AWESOME SUMMER. I think this was by far one of the best summers for me. Wanna know just some of what I did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the ULTIMATE high light of my summer was definately the trip to Washington DC. It was probably something I will NEVER forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371918241679725378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozjLd3C00I/AAAAAAAAAj8/V5xrPvUFKes/s400/Washington+DC+2009+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371918247697603394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozjL0R0W0I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Q0uwIkcW7Sw/s400/Washington+DC+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What else did I do this summer? I WORKED! A WHOLE LOT!!!! I'd say I wore a swimming suit 80-90% of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371919564015997634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozkYb8lEsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/E4V2q-nqers/s400/I+NEED+A+VACATION+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371919566154499154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozkYj6cBFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gE-kxg5rp5c/s400/SUMMER+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I also spent time with my friends. I'd have to say, I have some of the COOLEST friends ever. They are so cool and I know they will always be there if I need anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did my friends do? We kidnap each other and stuff each other in Lauren's trunk, We loved to go and play at day break. Yes, we play at Day Break parks, AND we even went to the Day Break Lake. It was pretty awesome. And we ended the summer with a lovely trip to Texas Road house. Please note that we are just jokin around ALL the time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371921183209796338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sozl2r6dsvI/AAAAAAAAAks/An7QSMRt9NQ/s400/Summer+09+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371921163960665538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sozl1kNHRcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/R40M2X7hglU/s400/CRAZINESS+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371921173550821250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sozl2H7lb4I/AAAAAAAAAkk/o5NRN_yv3VY/s400/CRAZINESS+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371921189475287586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sozl3DQRgiI/AAAAAAAAAk0/wTQeZhoxRRM/s400/Summer+09+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371922071316299074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozmqYXjfUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Pq6JFDFWGwk/s400/CRAZINESS+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371922086476257650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozmrQ1-GXI/AAAAAAAAAlM/t2WNnpoYlRM/s400/CRAZINESS+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371922080309944946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sozmq53zonI/AAAAAAAAAlE/oQ9nWvcl_SA/s400/CRAZINESS+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And finally, I had a wonderful time just being with my family. My sister's and I escaped to southern Utah which was a total blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371923271428837234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SoznwPIrj3I/AAAAAAAAAlU/oOidZDjo8MQ/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371923276298402098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SoznwhRrOTI/AAAAAAAAAlc/2XNC0QlSJ5k/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN this summer ROCKED!!! Definately a memorable one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2432092473401943587?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2432092473401943587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2432092473401943587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2432092473401943587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2432092473401943587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-in-review.html' title='Summer In Review'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SozjLd3C00I/AAAAAAAAAj8/V5xrPvUFKes/s72-c/Washington+DC+2009+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-9194637778822714856</id><published>2009-07-31T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:03:20.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Teeth Experience</title><content type='html'>So I got my wisdom teeth pulled today. I was lucky and had only 2 and they were on the top! Let me just say, I was SOOOOOOOOOOO nervous. So when I got there, they called me back when i got there. I sat on the chair and admitted that i was SOOOOO nervous. I stayed awake and they numbed my mouth REALLY good. So I sat on the chair and the tears were slowly started to form because I was in there without my Mother and Father so yeah it was scary. They began to shoot up my mouth with stuff and the tears started dripping from my eyes. The nurses were so nice, they got a tissue and dabbed my eyes for me. And they even let me listen to my ipod... THANK GOODNESS!. After they got my mouth all shot up, one of the nurses even massaged my head to help me zone out before the doc did his business. But they have that procedure down! Right when i opened my mouth for the doc to start working, they got one out quick as a wink. Then they got the other one out quickly. It only took like 15 minutes. Here is my dad's experience, he checked me in, When they called me back, he went to find the rest room, after the rest room, he went back to the waiting room, sat down, found a magazine, and then I was done and came walking out. But yeah, it is all done, my upper jaw is just a little stiff and it will probably be worse tomorow.... so we shall see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and my swelling is not very bad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of right after the procedure. Swollen just on one side... not to bad I'd say. But it has basically gone down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364825271530320402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SnOwKQ-achI/AAAAAAAAAj0/w_ocBQ662O4/s400/downsize%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-9194637778822714856?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/9194637778822714856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=9194637778822714856' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/9194637778822714856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/9194637778822714856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/07/wisdom-teeth-experience.html' title='Wisdom Teeth Experience'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SnOwKQ-achI/AAAAAAAAAj0/w_ocBQ662O4/s72-c/downsize%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4417631740488265601</id><published>2009-07-25T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:34:28.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have a confession... I have been on a Carrie Underwood fan high lately.... She is so pretty, humble, and has one heck of a voice... I have posted my favorite songs by Carrie Underwood.... I don't care if you don't listen to them, but listen to this first one because it is a beautiful hymn that she is singing and sounds amazing!!!!! Who would have ever thought that hymns could sound so pretty with a little country "twang".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhvaDJTUmrU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhvaDJTUmrU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my other favorite Carrie Underwood song... ahhh... i can't decide... she is just so good!!! I will put 2.... This first one is a little naughty but oh so fun to sing... hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OzTN9-ffpOA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OzTN9-ffpOA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last one is a very moving song... I don't even have words to describe it....I guess the words speak for its self. I guess this song was written for the kids in africa who have lost parents/loved ones to AIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xstLRWHgD2Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xstLRWHgD2Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4417631740488265601?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4417631740488265601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4417631740488265601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4417631740488265601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4417631740488265601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/07/confession.html' title='Confession!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1981114089642756814</id><published>2009-07-11T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:20:05.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER NIGHTS!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh man, I am lovin these sweet summer nights! I have spent a lot of time with friends this summer which has been pretty amazing and such a blast.... this is a little different music video then what you have all seen but I do have some RECENT summer videos of Lauren and I that I hope to post by the end of this weekend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me and my friends having a little too much fun at a park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357454160006136690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SlmALGuaw3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/55JWqRKCN-g/s400/CRAZINESS+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357453950655581954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sll_-61WzwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/mVXzsc3wZ70/s400/CRAZINESS+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357453549663894338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sll_nlBfO0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/4nRXlBZQJD0/s400/CRAZINESS+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This last thing is a Music video... we are basically the future back up singers for Bon Jovi.... and this song has been our song of the summer! Lauren and I got it to where EVERYONE is singing it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/105219497371"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/105219497371" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1981114089642756814?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1981114089642756814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4594950892272611225</id><published>2009-06-28T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:32:34.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Natalie</title><content type='html'>THis is what i felt like today all throughout church and when the home teachers came over today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ew7GL2QXvp4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ew7GL2QXvp4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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Natalie'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7710384086344246878</id><published>2009-06-28T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:29:18.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fainting Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGz97dxGHV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGz97dxGHV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7710384086344246878?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7710384086344246878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7710384086344246878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7710384086344246878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7710384086344246878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/06/fainting-goats.html' title='Fainting Goats'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4244955435612500672</id><published>2009-06-17T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:42:13.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WASHINGTON DC!</title><content type='html'>So many of you know that i just got back from washington DC! I have now found some time to blog about it!! Let me just say that it was a freakin blast!!! Thanks to the Aunt Judy and the Cousin Haley for planning an awesome trip. I am just going to share s0me of my favorite memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite place was Arlington National Cememtary. It was very peaceful, sombering, and moving to see all those graves of the men who served our country. The changing of the guard at the tomb of the Unknown soldier was amazing too! It was just so cool! Here are a few pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348377984208671810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlBcJFHFEI/AAAAAAAAAg0/4-hrNO_DFzQ/s400/Washington+DC+2009+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348377989449568738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlBccmo0eI/AAAAAAAAAg8/VxozMz9D384/s400/Washington+DC+2009+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348377991603891010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlBckoRK0I/AAAAAAAAAhE/6CDyCXaap0A/s400/Washington+DC+2009+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I also thought the White House was really neat. And the security guards stationed outside the White House were SOOOOOO Handsome. Sadly, they are not allowed to take pictures with innocent Utah Girls. (I DID NOT ASK TO GET MY PICTURE TAKEN WITH ONE). I don't care what your political views are but that night we walked around the white hosue, Obama was in town... so we were soo close to the president!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348378822898168274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlCM9cRMdI/AAAAAAAAAhM/b1XjeUlBZIY/s400/Washington+DC+2009+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Another memory is the Airplane ride! For one thing, it was my first ever airplane ride! It was so fun!! Take off and Landing were fun but everything else was pretty boring. I did get a diet coke and a litttle peanut and some cookies... hehehehe. The craziest part of the airplane was our journey home. We got stranded on the DC airport tarmat for 2 HOURS!!! WE were getting so far behind schedule. We thought we were going to get stranded in Atlanta (where our lay over was) but the lucky thing was... THe flight attendants on the flight from DC to atlanta were the same ones scheduled from atlanta to SLC! SO the flight was delayed to SLC and we made it home at 3:30 AM! Yahoo!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348380349469106578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlDl0XJIZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6J99F3CbTtc/s400/Washington+DC+2009+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348380358252081778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlDmVFKsnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/MHOquJ2li5c/s400/Washington+DC+2009+312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh the great memories..... I could write a post forever... But i am just going to end with some final pictures of the cousins! I think we are definately closer as cousins!! We are already hoping for another possible trip next summer!!! Here are some final pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlE8cVAaHI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kPAnbwHCtqA/s1600-h/Washington+DC+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlFHdunVJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/wD6qfK-_PIQ/s1600-h/Washington+DC+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlFUbBzYTI/AAAAAAAAAic/GlUtHtTmdUg/s1600-h/Washington+DC+2009+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348382495724329074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlFivyQ2HI/AAAAAAAAAik/mu3vTEcS71M/s320/Washington+DC+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348382723495776754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlFwATNUfI/AAAAAAAAAis/3Tjsk9lfZ7o/s320/Washington+DC+2009+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348383168809744482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlGJ7OVOGI/AAAAAAAAAjE/FUKBXgBSc-8/s320/Washington+DC+2009+161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348383161830523010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlGJhOWwII/AAAAAAAAAi8/CTDGaM5Lbpw/s320/Washington+DC+2009+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348383671375862770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlGnLbbm_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/_EERqzhYZqs/s400/Washington+DC+2009+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4244955435612500672?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4244955435612500672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4244955435612500672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4244955435612500672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4244955435612500672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/06/washington-dc.html' title='WASHINGTON DC!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SjlBcJFHFEI/AAAAAAAAAg0/4-hrNO_DFzQ/s72-c/Washington+DC+2009+104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4780180525712472021</id><published>2009-06-03T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:35:09.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Signs I Need A Vacation!!!!</title><content type='html'>So many of you know me and my sisters and some cousins are going on a trip to washington DC! Well it has just hit me this week that I need that vacation BADLY and hopefully all my problems and stress can be solved. The sound of getting away from that blasted pool for 4 HACKIN DAYS sounds AMAZING!!! Well i have discovered some signs of me needing a vacation... to start with, I wear this appearel EVERY DAY OF MY WHOLE LIFE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343338162719625250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SidZv6-xECI/AAAAAAAAAgM/obY8tskxIE4/s400/I+NEED+A+VACATION+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look comfy right? Well it's NOT!!!!! Swimsuits (especially female suits) are not the most comfortable to sit in for 9-10 hours a day. Then i get home and am so tired that i wake up the next day just in time for work that i put on... you guessed it, none other then my lifeguard clothes. So for the past weeks, i have been living in a suit and PJ's... see! Look at my laundry basket!!! Nothin but PJ's!!!!And my phone of course, because i was too tired to pick it up when i took the picture&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343338757649199042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SidaSjRB78I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ytFENjUzXvA/s400/I+NEED+A+VACATION+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But ya know? Beyond all the stress and anger, there is one happy thing to look at... and that is my beautifully damaged skin that has changed races.... see for yourself!!! Isn't it so beautifully sun damaged?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343339282905071522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SidaxH_yf6I/AAAAAAAAAgc/_hNc8vU9Fq4/s400/I+NEED+A+VACATION+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; To make a long story short, the overdosages of cholrine and vitamin D have turned me completely MAD I tell you!!!!!! MAD!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343339815069390530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SidbQGdplsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/afWVYh3iCYc/s400/I+NEED+A+VACATION+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, (this is my personal therapy) NATALIE, you are 3 Days away from vacation! Vacation from the stupid pool! Vacation from stupid People at the Pool who make you yell and test your patience! A vacation from LIFE... ok ok, to make a long story short, A VACATION ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COUNTRY!!!! WOOT WOOT!!!!!! You can make it Natalie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343341600593521506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/Sidc4CDxq2I/AAAAAAAAAgs/uNwgOJqx5SM/s400/IMG_7757%2520Capitol%2520Bldg%2520with%2520cherry%2520blossoms%2520(good).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4780180525712472021?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4780180525712472021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4780180525712472021' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4780180525712472021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4780180525712472021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-signs-i-need-vacation.html' title='Top Signs I Need A Vacation!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SidZv6-xECI/AAAAAAAAAgM/obY8tskxIE4/s72-c/I+NEED+A+VACATION+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8309205067722754675</id><published>2009-05-21T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:11:29.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE COLLEGE!</title><content type='html'>SO i am really liking being on this college schedule!! I have been out of school and have done absolutely NOTHING!! WEll actually i did get My Water Safety Instructor certification... so I have done something! But i must say, i have really enjoyed waking up at 9:30-10 oclock everyday. SIGH! THis is the life! BUt now june is two-ish weeks away and I will basically be moving into the pool! sigh... oh well. Just so you all know, i do have a goal though... My goal is ot make enough money for fall tuition and half for spring of 2010 tuition! sigh.... this is when I wished money grew on trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways... things sister stapley will be doing.... I AM GOING TO WASHINGTON DC IN T MINUS 17 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8309205067722754675?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8309205067722754675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8309205067722754675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8309205067722754675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8309205067722754675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-college.html' title='I LOVE COLLEGE!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2448972712721514071</id><published>2009-05-19T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:43:15.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attractive Men as of May 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>Tell me which one of these men is your favorite? If you want names, you cannot have them because i am practically married to ALL of them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This first one is my ULTIMATE favorite! I am practically in LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744676080345218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/ShN6gJeAYII/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FDZtJX6r7IU/s400/4x1-010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably recognize this second one!!! I have seen him perform live twice and he is always amazing and definately attractive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744669345984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/ShN6fwYaLvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AcvTVAoDdlk/s400/0_%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say about number 3 is OH RANGER!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744679256160082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/ShN6gVTLd1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/Te0zbZmpvgU/s400/2890898433_63fc9296e3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This 4th one is definately attractive!! Come on... he is dark, full of muscles, and if you have ever seen him act, he has very nice straight white teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744682935761522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/ShN6gjAdunI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mz-h2SCYYWg/s400/3097304094_b6affeb6bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis last one is definately a heart throb in the mind of Sister Stapley! SIGH! Too bad his girly friend is a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744694645516322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/ShN6hOoSaCI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WabawH3cpYI/s400/zac+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2448972712721514071?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2448972712721514071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2448972712721514071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2448972712721514071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2448972712721514071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/05/attractive-men-as-of-may-19-2009.html' title='Attractive Men as of May 19, 2009'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/ShN6gJeAYII/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FDZtJX6r7IU/s72-c/4x1-010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3859969270693935662</id><published>2009-05-14T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:23:03.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey There!!</title><content type='html'>So i have not blogged for a very long time!!!! Here's what we have been up to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, remember the Miracle of Life Cat? WEll if you have been wondering where she has been, she is alive and doing... well... she is doing ok. See for your self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2TSoeh8M1w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2TSoeh8M1w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last video of the day is a "post college" interview! It was like mine and Lauren's first day of summer vacation. And as you can see, all of our wildest dreams came true!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Th7eN-fD82o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Th7eN-fD82o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3859969270693935662?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3859969270693935662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3859969270693935662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3859969270693935662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3859969270693935662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-there.html' title='Hey There!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2495268081606037342</id><published>2009-04-26T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:26:44.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMILY"S SECOND DEBUT!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HERE IT IS! EMILY"S SECOND EVER PERFORMANCE TO EVER TO BE FEATURED ON MY BLOG!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'd say she is definately improving!!!!!!!!!!!! Where has lauren been may i ask???? well you will have to find her!!!!!!!!!!!!! but here you go!! What do you think????? The first one is a little weak... but still pretty good! Its the second one you will want to check out! ITS GOLDEN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2KfYE7Lx2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2KfYE7Lx2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the second one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/siJdJi1dBEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/siJdJi1dBEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2495268081606037342?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2495268081606037342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2495268081606037342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2495268081606037342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2495268081606037342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/04/emilys-second-debut.html' title='EMILY&quot;S SECOND DEBUT!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6993432300501524959</id><published>2009-04-19T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:55:15.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!!! SOOOOOO EXCITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So there are alot of exciting things happening in my life right now!! Well to start, there is a week and a half left of class! WOOT WOOT!!!!! THen finals week... blah.... and then once i am done with my last final, i have completed my first year of college!! HECK TO THE YES!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;On other thoughts, we had our first planning meeting for the COusin Camp Washington DC trip on the first weekend of JUNE! OH my lanta, it got me SOOOOOOO excited!!!!! I cannot wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH I just have to scream i am so STOKED!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6993432300501524959?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6993432300501524959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6993432300501524959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6993432300501524959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6993432300501524959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-soooooo-exciting.html' title='YAY!!!!!!! SOOOOOO EXCITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-499053811064183319</id><published>2009-04-11T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:39:47.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLD PREMIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>You've waited ever since the career of Natalie and Lauren began, you've waited since christmas of 1993 (the year she was born) you've waited for the sun to shine, you have asked about this character! And now, for the world premire on Saturday April 11, yes, you may have guessed it, EMILY THE GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We start with her VERY first ever recorded performance, its a little weak, she has a lot to live up to if she is going to make a trio video with lauren and I but i think she can do it... well here it is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UEQEzrNjH5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UEQEzrNjH5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can get her to record somemore performances...... &lt;br /&gt;And now for those of you who have been following the life of the Miracle Cat, well your in for a surprise..... the Miracle Cat has a new friend.... check this out... we shall call Her the Miracle Puppy...&lt;br /&gt; This is her waking up in the morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSsXAWW9jR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSsXAWW9jR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is miracle puppy roaming around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WOMadHeuqks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WOMadHeuqks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-499053811064183319?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/499053811064183319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=499053811064183319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/499053811064183319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/499053811064183319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/04/world-premire.html' title='WORLD PREMIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-5184651084413562554</id><published>2009-04-10T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:08:35.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Swimming Pool People</title><content type='html'>So at the pool tonight, I had the chance to play head guard for an hour. I am not an official head guard but the real head guard had to leave early and with my experience, he asked me to be in charge for an hour. WEll i did so and I had some of the first patrons yell at me and I am not an official Head Guard. WEll want to know what they were yelling about?&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the hot tub at our facility, you have to be at least age 10-17 to be in the hot tub WITH parent supervision and 18 and over to sit by yourself. Well some lady had a freakin cow! She was freaking out because the sign did not say anywhere that children 9 and under are NOT permitted. (a little common sense needed there) and then they were sitting with a baby on their lap and I had to say again, "you may call me crazy, but you cannot have the baby on your lap even though you are not in the pool you may fall in  or fall backwards or what not" well then they got mad again so i said i will go and grab my supervisor (because i am not confident in handling ticked off patrons yet) and then the instand the supervisor and I walk in the area one of the ladies comes up and starts to yell something like this, I AM 51 YEARS OLD, MY CHILDREN ARE BLUE, (this is the best part) I HAVE A DEGREE IN  MEDICINE, I THINK I SHOULD BE ABLE TO DECIDE WHAT MY CHILDREN CAN AND CANNOT DO. Well my supervisor said calmly, well it is our policy and is for health code violations that your young children cannot be in the hot tub, go warm them up with a towell or something. The lady snaps back again, WELL IF YOU WONT LET ME IN THE HOT TUB WITH MY KIDS, YOU NEED TO WARM THE WATER UP BECAUSE IT IS REDICULUS THAT THEY ARE TURNING BLUE.  They ended up leaving the facility, but the thing that got me the most is when she said she had a degree in medicine... huh....shouldn't someone with that high of a degree know that to treat someone with a cold related emergency, you should warm them up GRADUALLY and not instantly from freezing cold to burning hot? I so should have told the lady, well if your kid is turning blue, we should probably call 911 or something. I wonder what she would have said to that comment..... HUM&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; what do you all thinK?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-5184651084413562554?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/5184651084413562554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=5184651084413562554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5184651084413562554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5184651084413562554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-swimming-pool-people.html' title='Stupid Swimming Pool People'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4066824468257140520</id><published>2009-04-07T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:39:59.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ADAM LAMBERT!!!</title><content type='html'>OK, so i don't really care what you all say about this guy and his personal life, but you must agree, he is one of the most amazing singers you have ever heard on American Idol!!!! Take a look at this week's performance!!!! (and he looked super cute as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRNpPSUMqKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRNpPSUMqKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4066824468257140520?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4066824468257140520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4066824468257140520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4066824468257140520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4066824468257140520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/04/adam-lambert.html' title='ADAM LAMBERT!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1667774569733968809</id><published>2009-04-01T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:23:03.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am grateful for True Friends!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We all have friends in our lives!!! But have you ever thought what is a TRUE friend? Well to start, i invite you to at least listen to the lyrics of this song......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hzm8SFGsd_I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hzm8SFGsd_I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but i think the lyrics of this song are simple but yet meaningful!!! A true friend to me is someone who is indeed there till the end!!!!! Someone who will except you for who you are!!! Someone who doesn't care how weird i am but will still be seen with me in public!! hahahahaha A true friend to me is someone who you can go and talk through late-teen-crisis' and work through them to they are settled.&lt;br /&gt;Who are my true friends? Oh my lanta!! I could make a good list of awesome people!!!!!! (you know who you are)&lt;br /&gt;I just know that this past month, i have indeed been grateful for true friends!!!! They are definately the people in the world you can go and talk to when times are rought!!!! (those of you who know me really well know that i always commet myself as a "big girl") I feel so cool for hanging out with cool people that will accept me for my weight!&lt;br /&gt;And i end with another video!!! I dedicate this to ALL of my Family, Friends, BLOG READERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQJaZO2nfGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQJaZO2nfGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1667774569733968809?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1667774569733968809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1667774569733968809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1667774569733968809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1667774569733968809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-grateful-for-true-friends.html' title='I am grateful for True Friends!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2708156675654369032</id><published>2009-03-18T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:05:17.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH!!!!!!!!!! I am so frustrated!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So tonight I went to Emily's CHHS polo game!!!! It was terrible!!! I watched from the stands and yelled from the bleachers and such and was just annoyed. I think I have a pretty good knowledge on polo... seeing i was on a Back-to-back-to-back state championship girls team, plus a few more state championships when i played on the JV team and i was also considered All american polo player!!!!Well tonight at the polo game i asked if i could share something with the team saying that "you need to guard these two girls, #10 and #17" He YELLED back "thats what i have been trying to say the whole game" I wanted to say so bad, "well why haven't your star ball hogs been doing it yet" Sorry for venting, I was just ticked off!!!!!! But I am keeping my cool now, American Idol Results are on now, got to go!!! PEACE OUT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2708156675654369032?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2708156675654369032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2708156675654369032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2708156675654369032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2708156675654369032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh-i-am-so-frustrated.html' title='UGH!!!!!!!!!! I am so frustrated!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6544141242734799990</id><published>2009-03-15T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:46:15.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAJOR MOTION PICTURES</title><content type='html'>Ok i have to say these are some of mine and lauren's best videos YET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is what we did on our first night of spiring break. This first one is duet number one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RfB-TE64oCs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RfB-TE64oCs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Duet number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkJoXZDdxM8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkJoXZDdxM8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren's Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9nC8pF-Dwc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9nC8pF-Dwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0qJvIZyK8v0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0qJvIZyK8v0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a special treat for those of you who are regular blog readers, this is the ONE AND ONLY Miracle Cat Part 2: The Hair Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yyZ1QKOa5aU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yyZ1QKOa5aU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6544141242734799990?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6544141242734799990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6544141242734799990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6544141242734799990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6544141242734799990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/03/major-motion-pictures.html' title='MAJOR MOTION PICTURES'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8433825019964464932</id><published>2009-03-01T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:23:40.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGE STEP</title><content type='html'>So I don't know if you remember, but back to the beginning of the year I blogged about the first day of sunbeams. I blogged about one of our little guys who I knew may be a challenge because this little guy has some communication disorders. Well today, his grandma (his family lives in the basement of grandparents) let me hold him and she snuck away. Well guess what, IT WORKED!!!! We got him to stay for sharing time and class no problems at all!!!!!!!!!!! I was SOOOOOO excited, I can't even describe it. This was a huge step for this little guy and a way to let me and my teacher partner know, that we do have an impact on these little kids. Who knows what next week will bring, but I was stoked to have all 6 of our sunbeams in class today!!!! WOOT WOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8433825019964464932?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8433825019964464932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8433825019964464932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8433825019964464932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8433825019964464932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/03/huge-step.html' title='HUGE STEP'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6697438894650067835</id><published>2009-02-27T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:41:25.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADAM LAMBERT!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know that some of you will probably bash on this guy, but I DON"T CARE! This is Adam Lambert! He is on american idol... he is MY FAVORITE contestant so far!! My little sister and I love him!!!! GO ADAM!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vFhGCbTeZk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vFhGCbTeZk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6697438894650067835?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6697438894650067835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6697438894650067835' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6697438894650067835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6697438894650067835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/adam-lambert.html' title='ADAM LAMBERT!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3707766860318394961</id><published>2009-02-25T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:27:04.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 26= perfect day</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is February 26.... it is THE COOLEST DAY OF THE YEAR!!!!! Wanna know why? Well on the morning of February 26, 1990, at approximately 11:30 AM, a sweet little baby (or in this case, HUGE BABY) weighing approximately 10 pounds entered the world..... JUST SO YOU ALL KNOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3707766860318394961?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3707766860318394961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3707766860318394961' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3707766860318394961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3707766860318394961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-26-perfect-day.html' title='February 26= perfect day'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2389750309650038213</id><published>2009-02-21T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:57:17.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Lifeguarding+Hot Sun+End of shifts=Perfect Summer</title><content type='html'>SO I absolutely cannot wait for summer time. I have one of the coolest jobs! I love it. However, my job can make a person crazy! I blame the sun and the overdose of vitamin D. The following are pictures of days in the lives of their lifeguards and their boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This First Picture is of what happens after some hot shifts. We lifeguards go Ihop late at night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305479133797274946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SaDZKZ071UI/AAAAAAAAAdw/a42uReMOsm0/s400/n778196307_722464_2340%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what happens to you and your boss after too much sun and an overdose of chlorine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305479133627536754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SaDZKZMd1XI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Durc8URd2ig/s400/n778196307_722439_8716%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what happens to me after a 12 hours shift in hot weather...... (Notice the tan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305479137227307330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SaDZKmmt-UI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y8Y1G_YbYao/s400/n778196307_722428_4743%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what happens to some lifeguards after a long shift and 15 of them go to leatherbees and overwhelme the waitors. Imagine, 15 young lifeguard at leather bees. GOOD TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305479137392977874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SaDZKnON59I/AAAAAAAAAeI/tRatJXbcRFQ/s400/n729027371_659178_9772%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then after all the craziness, it all is great when you head home, slip on the basket ball shorts and tee-shirt and go outside in bare feet and lay on the grass.... and fly a kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305479137936354594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SaDZKpPxLSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Lu3OVLDQVDk/s400/n729027371_534038_3648%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2389750309650038213?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2389750309650038213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2389750309650038213' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2389750309650038213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2389750309650038213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/summer-lifeguardinghot-sunend-of.html' title='Summer Lifeguarding+Hot Sun+End of shifts=Perfect Summer'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SaDZKZ071UI/AAAAAAAAAdw/a42uReMOsm0/s72-c/n778196307_722464_2340%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-4335258713033075600</id><published>2009-02-19T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:35:35.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was just the most beautiful day I have seen in a long time! I can't even describe it! I drove home from the trax xtation today and guess what I did.... I rolled down the window to feel the warm rays from the sunshine. And guess what those sun rays do? Help activate the Vitamin D in my body! THATS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!!!!!!!!! Its just a GREAT day! It is almost making me want summer time! WOOT WOOT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-4335258713033075600?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/4335258713033075600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=4335258713033075600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4335258713033075600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/4335258713033075600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-what-beautiful-day.html' title='OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-422822334181671787</id><published>2009-02-15T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:41:31.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUREN AND NATALIE</title><content type='html'>You know you love the famous recordings of Natalie and Lauren in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsPH4VBvg-o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsPH4VBvg-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qolJ1sveb-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qolJ1sveb-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W_zpbiRZRSU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W_zpbiRZRSU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANY QUESTIONS???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And this last one is of a little kitty cat waking up in the morning......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BxQ7O9jTBRc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BxQ7O9jTBRc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-422822334181671787?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/422822334181671787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=422822334181671787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/422822334181671787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/422822334181671787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/lauren-and-natalie.html' title='LAUREN AND NATALIE'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-9031085988849956262</id><published>2009-02-13T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:36:12.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP reasons of what made me get through this week!</title><content type='html'>So it was the LONGEST most STRESSFUL week of my life! I thought i was going to DIE! Tests=BLAH! Work=BLAH! Crying to your boss about stresses in life= MAN I feel like a baby! overall life=BLAH! But hey, I made it through and am not quite dead yet! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;THere&lt;/span&gt; were some things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occured&lt;/span&gt; this week that totally made it a worth while week. They did happen at the work place. So as in an earlier blog post, I talked about an autistic boy whom i was helping teach swim lessons to. Well we finished with the lessons this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; and let me just say, I had the time of my life! I mean all i did was hold him above water and let him do his own things like, head-butt me, splash, stare at EVERYTHING, smack me, and eat my hair, but most of all, he just giggled the whole time EVERY class. Well the last day of classes, we had the parents of EVERY kid fill out a survey that was kinda their thoughts on the overall class and the instructors. Well, the mother of this boy wrote something about the lead instructor and I that kinda just put a cherry on top  of the cake! She said that she was so grateful that the Facility was so willing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; with her son's disabilities. She thought that other facilities may have not even let him enrolled in swim lessons. The rest of her commets said that she was so grateful that we pulled another instructor in (aka=ME) and there were several times that she was in tears just watching her little boy in swimming lessons and laughing and having a good time. That to me makes it just SO much more special that the mom was touched by our facility to accept him in the lessons. (I hope this is makeing sense) ANyways, the other experience that made my week, was I was sitting at the pool in my regular clothes. Well a random little boy walked by me and said, "Hey, you saved my best friend" I was like what? Then he reminded me of the day and i do remember the event! It is just so cool that the kids end up looking up to lifeguards..... and remember us. I think for this boy i will be remembered as the on who saved his best friend. I hate to brag and all but to me this is cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-9031085988849956262?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/9031085988849956262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=9031085988849956262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/9031085988849956262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/9031085988849956262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/top-reasons-of-what-made-me-get-through.html' title='TOP reasons of what made me get through this week!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2299844928150051527</id><published>2009-02-12T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:03:37.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY HERO!</title><content type='html'>Most of you will probably bash on this but i think this kid rocks!!!!! you just have to know fred. He is supposed to be a 6 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9MA0eW8yyw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9MA0eW8yyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2299844928150051527?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2299844928150051527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2299844928150051527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2299844928150051527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2299844928150051527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-hero.html' title='MY HERO!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2114065492071112498</id><published>2009-02-10T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:36:08.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we have stress?</title><content type='html'>Why do we have stress? I HATE stress! How do you handle stress? I need advice there. So I have worked at the pool for about 5 years now. I am bored with lifeguarding and my boss knows it so i have been doing/helping with other stuff to get off the guard chair and still get paid. I have been an aide for classes and such. Well i didn't know that when she and i decieded on this, i didn't know how much i would be helping! I mean its something i want to do, its just so stressful. I am going to complain whether you blog readers like it or not. I have been asked to help with CPR, Lifeguard training course, Swim Instructor, and now scout classes! Along with my regular guard shifts and school and primary. I have missed my alarm a couple of times this week due to exhaustion. It also hit me this afternoon after i paid a visit to my bosses and got notes for the scout classes. I came home and just broke down. So i am asking for your help, how do you handle stress... particularly obtaining new responsibilities at work places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2114065492071112498?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2114065492071112498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2114065492071112498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2114065492071112498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2114065492071112498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-we-have-stress.html' title='Why do we have stress?'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6002132706027418965</id><published>2009-02-06T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:53:30.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO RED ROCKS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>From what I hear, Utah Womens Gymnastics are #1 in the Nation! To me, that is freakin awesome. Well this evening, i had the wonderful opportunity to take a wee little field trip with some of my cousins to the womens meet and by gosh by golly, the really do ROCK! Here are some pictures from the evening!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299928830094759282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SY0hMNSmVXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oShOAJd2za4/s400/Stuff+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299928835056109442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SY0hMfxeh4I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/joEfyHrzlXw/s400/Stuff+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299928830869413938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SY0hMQLSoDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/whmYMBY1Jxo/s400/Stuff+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299928837274164690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SY0hMoCTXdI/AAAAAAAAAdg/f9mJ41Hihpc/s400/Stuff+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299928840564894418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SY0hM0S36tI/AAAAAAAAAdo/BsX8ZwmKjUM/s400/Stuff+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What can I say, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am sure most of you would agree) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO UTES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6002132706027418965?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6002132706027418965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6002132706027418965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6002132706027418965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6002132706027418965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-red-rocks.html' title='GO RED ROCKS!!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SY0hMNSmVXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oShOAJd2za4/s72-c/Stuff+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-961183143591409947</id><published>2009-02-04T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:31:44.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS LOOKS WAY FUN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I want to go and find this and ride it !!!!!! Anyone wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3r0pROzHY5M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3r0pROzHY5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-961183143591409947?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/961183143591409947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=961183143591409947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/961183143591409947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/961183143591409947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-looks-way-fun.html' title='THIS LOOKS WAY FUN!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-2655307197851456754</id><published>2009-02-01T17:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:43:52.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE LIFE RIGHT NOW!!!!</title><content type='html'>SO I think I have the coolest life right now! I will give you a list of reasons why I have the coolest life!&lt;br /&gt;1. I am 18 years old almost 19.... wow thats weird.... i remember when i was first 12 years old.&lt;br /&gt;2. I go to the coolest school EVER! THe University of Utah. I have always dreamed of going to the University of Utah ever since I knew what college was. And I'd hate to brag, but they just had one of the best football teams EVER! &lt;br /&gt;3. I have the coolest friends! Isn't nice to have cool friends? Friends that will listen to me when I have to tell the random stories, they will accept me for being me, and I know that my friends will be there at times when I need them. I have feelings that some of my friends now will be my friends when I am married with kids.... perhaps my kids will be friends with their kids. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;4. I am in the coolest ward! It has been split soooo many times since i have been in it but my ward seriously fits the category of "ward family". I'd hate to brag, but Lauren and I are WAY popular in my ward and EVERYONE knows who we are. I know that the "ward family" will always be there too. &lt;br /&gt;5. I have the coolest calling! I love being able to hang out with 3-4 year old boys and girls every sunday for 2 hours. I love sunbeams!&lt;br /&gt;6. I have the coolest job! I have learned some major skills that if needed can seriously save someones life! It amazes me that someone could be on the brink of death and with the usage of these skills 3 weeks later, they can be back to normal! I have also been able to meet the most amazing people at the work place! I have close friendships with the people at my work and am indeed grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my list could go on and on, I am just happy to be here and happy that the Utes have been able to pull off a few wins in basketball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-2655307197851456754?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/2655307197851456754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=2655307197851456754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2655307197851456754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/2655307197851456754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-life-right-now.html' title='I LOVE LIFE RIGHT NOW!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7241493470788910073</id><published>2009-01-29T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:56:03.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I trust BMI/Body fat % tests?</title><content type='html'>So for one of my classes, I got to go to a lab at school to have my Blood tested for all sorts of things and also checked my BMI and body Fat%. I don't know if I trust the test! It put me in a category that i don't agree with! WHat do you blog readers think? Should we trust the little machine telling us our BMI and %body fat? I am not satisfied with my results? What about Muscle Index? I just dont know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7241493470788910073?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7241493470788910073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7241493470788910073' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7241493470788910073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7241493470788910073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/should-i-trust-bmibody-fat-tests.html' title='Should I trust BMI/Body fat % tests?'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-5288887758970819994</id><published>2009-01-26T21:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:07:37.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Opportunity</title><content type='html'>So I was recently asked if I could "aide" to one of the swim lessons classes. I was asked because an Autistic boy was enrolled into lessons. Those of you who know me very well know that I ABSOLUTELY love children/adults with disabilities and have a special place in my heart for them. I just love working and talking with them. Words can't even describe it.... Well i met the little boy today for the first time and I instantly have been drawn to this boy. I felt like i have known him forever! I think i was blessed to have a special characteristic in me that can interact with people with disabilities. I mean sure he was flipping in my arms, trying to go underwater... but there was one point in time where he started growling at me trying to bite me... and what do i do? I growl back and pretend to eat him. He absolutely LOVED it and we played for a while. &lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am trying to say, I have had SOOOOO many experiences in my life that have let me interact with special needs kids/adults. It has truely blessed my life to be around their perfect spirits. I think i have heard that we should teach them, but in reality, THey are the ones who are teaching me and I know that they really do have the light of christ in their bodies.... &lt;br /&gt;ANyways, I hope this made sense... i mostly rambled about it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-5288887758970819994?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/5288887758970819994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=5288887758970819994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5288887758970819994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5288887758970819994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-opportunity.html' title='Great Opportunity'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6221553558210778530</id><published>2009-01-24T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:56:47.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of The Boy Bands</title><content type='html'>Were you a boy band freak? I was... I was totally in love and am still in love with The Backstreet Boys! THey were my absolute most favorite! And they were my first concert! OH YEAH!!! Best concert i ever went to. I thought i would put some videos up of the "Boy Bands" and i want to hear who you like the most? I liked them all but was mostly in love with the Backstreet Boys!&lt;br /&gt;This is the backstreet boys... don't be surprised if you know the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IggwnFoUO30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IggwnFoUO30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Favorite NSYNC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxf2Q0YoYQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxf2Q0YoYQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And What about 98 DEGREES? The song does not start till about 1:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iujrSgvRhaA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iujrSgvRhaA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6221553558210778530?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6221553558210778530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6221553558210778530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6221553558210778530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6221553558210778530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/battle-of-boy-bands.html' title='Battle of The Boy Bands'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3950220698543646992</id><published>2009-01-18T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:01:46.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song!!!!</title><content type='html'>Some of you may know this song.... it is such a nice song!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/188fVog7KiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/188fVog7KiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3950220698543646992?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3950220698543646992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3950220698543646992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3950220698543646992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3950220698543646992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-this-song.html' title='I love this song!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1441696588706984163</id><published>2009-01-15T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:21:08.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stapley Sister's are MOVIE STARS!</title><content type='html'>So me and my sisters used to re-in-act this one scene in a gene kelly movie. Ok maddie and lauren would do the acting but it is hilarious! Maddie would be Gene Kelly and Lauren would be judy garland! They would act this scene on our porch! I would watch and try not to laugh. This is from Summer Stock! Maybe when Maddie and Ben come down, this will be our next video recording we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKijKbx-whw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKijKbx-whw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this next one is from An American in Paris! Sorry everyone but i think the only people who will understand why I put this video on is Maddie and Lauren! ;) hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvglHa_P9BA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvglHa_P9BA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1441696588706984163?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1441696588706984163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1441696588706984163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1441696588706984163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1441696588706984163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/stapley-sisters-are-movie-stars.html' title='Stapley Sister&apos;s are MOVIE STARS!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-20623030476389422</id><published>2009-01-15T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:31:38.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trax Stinks- Literally</title><content type='html'>So trax stinks!!! No it really does!!!! There have been sooooooo many stinky people on the train lately. THe other MORNING for instance, my friends and I were commutting up to school and at one stop, the doors open, someone gets on and they smelled TERRIBLE!!!! A wiff of it filled the train. We didn't know who it was... oh man, gotta love trax right? And today, I sat by a guy who smelled SOOO bad, I almost threw up. Then you may ask, "why didn't you move?" well, i was in a single seat so no one could sit next to me... he was sitting on the bench across from my single seat. (if that makes any sense whatsoever) Oh boy, trax stinks! hahahaha I just had an epiphany! Trax is a good thing to blog about!!! Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-20623030476389422?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/20623030476389422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=20623030476389422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/20623030476389422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/20623030476389422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/trax-stinks-literally.html' title='Trax Stinks- Literally'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-1698027474298431171</id><published>2009-01-14T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:10:15.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH</title><content type='html'>I hate to be a blog complainer, but I am going to just get some thoughts off my chest. So I go to the U of U and commute! Yipee doesn't everyone love commutting?  Well I don't mind any of it except the afternoon coming home bus. I am the only one in my family who has to commute Trax and Bus and when i complain about it at home, OH BOY do i get torn apart because "I am just a freshmen", or "you have it so easy" or whatever... I just don't understand, they don't even commute UTA anymore and Yet i am the one getting in trouble.... ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-1698027474298431171?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/1698027474298431171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=1698027474298431171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1698027474298431171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/1698027474298431171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title='UGH'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7406888801842784846</id><published>2009-01-12T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:54:36.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Class!</title><content type='html'>So the first day of classes went alright... it was a fast day! I think i am going to enjoy this semester. I am in Math 1040 With my cousin Peter. I am in Exercise Sports Science 2500 because this is my major and what i want to do? Ask me what i want  to do with it? Well I am not the most in shape, trust me I know... but I am kinda obsessed with working out! I Love it! I cycle, swim, walk on campus... I just love burning a good sweat. So I think what i want to do is be a PE teacher. I think it would be flippin awesome! So I am pleased with my classes. Tomorrow is going to be a pretty good day as well. I am in a recommended class from my older wiser sister, it is Nutrition 1020... it is supposed to be fun with a fun professor. And i am taking Writing 2010 because i have to. And of course i am in institute... a book of mormon class to be exact. So as of right now, I personally feel this is going to be a better semester.... HOPEFULLY! Well i am planning for the future Aunt Judy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7406888801842784846?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7406888801842784846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7406888801842784846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7406888801842784846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7406888801842784846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-class.html' title='First Day of Class!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8978921667238085964</id><published>2009-01-11T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:15:30.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy!</title><content type='html'>I am experiencing a tragic moment! School starts tomorrow and I cannot find my Ipod!!! My Ipod is like a lifesaver when it comes to commutting!!!! I think i might not make the commute without it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8978921667238085964?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8978921667238085964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8978921667238085964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8978921667238085964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8978921667238085964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-5138613632348453942</id><published>2009-01-10T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:29:04.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Future Habitats....</title><content type='html'>These are what my backyards will look like..... ;)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289918710966685858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWmRClnckKI/AAAAAAAAAck/EBqJQlCG-Wc/s400/habitat+two.bmp" border="0" /&gt;THis second one is just for a laugh... i would NEVER want to wake up to it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289918720991640898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWmRDK9lPUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/WydBByrxCeE/s400/315618468_382c84a722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wouldn't mind waking up to this 3rd picture everyday... sooo pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289918709842252914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWmRChbXFHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_Yir4Bm8XgM/s400/habitat+three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This last one is my FAVORITE!!! I would love to look out my back window to this everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289918719511857666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWmRDFcxigI/AAAAAAAAAc0/rNA0jEX59Fg/s400/habitat+three.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-5138613632348453942?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/5138613632348453942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=5138613632348453942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5138613632348453942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5138613632348453942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-future-habitats.html' title='My Future Habitats....'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWmRClnckKI/AAAAAAAAAck/EBqJQlCG-Wc/s72-c/habitat+two.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8090768006386383705</id><published>2009-01-08T11:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:56:01.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Future CARS.... these will go with my homes....</title><content type='html'>I will own these too.... they will go with my houses I am up to suggestions...... This first one is a 2010 mustang... with my name written all over it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289012897425467346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWZZNTOBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Aa8e7UBkuxI/s400/Car+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;This next one is of a car that i will probably drive to and from the germany castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289012909212831042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWZZN_IWDUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/upq3fwl1oQ0/s400/car+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This next one will be my car i will use when i am dragging state street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289012911334304082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWZZOHCJKVI/AAAAAAAAAcM/_V_Py9jtqvk/s400/car+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;This one is my favorite and will be used for yard work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289012915927237218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWZZOYJLwmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UAsc2c_DT-A/s400/car+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;And this last one? Well i will own Edward and his car.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289012919532979858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWZZOlk3BpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WQcW2WfK3T0/s400/edward+volvo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8090768006386383705?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8090768006386383705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8090768006386383705' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8090768006386383705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8090768006386383705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-future-cars-these-will-go-with-my.html' title='My Future CARS.... these will go with my homes....'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWZZNTOBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Aa8e7UBkuxI/s72-c/Car+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8644587389210951621</id><published>2009-01-06T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:15:51.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My future Homes..... YES I will own each one!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Which is your favorite? They will all be mine.... oh yes, they will be mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288431237235306066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWRIMOJ9blI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ItDSBX8VX_o/s400/number+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288431239238401618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWRIMVniPlI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HKFLGaVXso0/s400/number+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288431246623700914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWRIMxIU97I/AAAAAAAAAbs/fIDqLbvLG4k/s400/number+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288431259081306354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWRINfic8PI/AAAAAAAAAb0/iAqcZqqxF7s/s400/number+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8644587389210951621?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8644587389210951621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8644587389210951621' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8644587389210951621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8644587389210951621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-future-homes-yes-i-will-own-each-one.html' title='My future Homes..... YES I will own each one!!!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SWRIMOJ9blI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ItDSBX8VX_o/s72-c/number+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-8094069430234724897</id><published>2009-01-04T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:23:13.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Sunbeams and first post of the new year.</title><content type='html'>So today is Sunday. It is the first Sunday of 2009. I am a primary teacher. I teach Sunbeams. New Sunday of the new year= NEW SUNBEAMS! I must say, I will miss the sunbeam alumni of 2008 but am totally looking forward to the sumbeam class of 2009. My wise mother was right, the first few sundays will be rough but the little ones will eventually warm up to you. In my class, I have 3 boys and 3 girls. I just wanted tell you a little bit about today. Well in sharing time, i had a kid, cute as can be. He was a little wiggle worm so i said he needed to come and sit by me. He said, "I'm not sitting by you" i couldn't help but laugh in my mind. It made my day. I am also blessed to have one boy in my class whom is going to be a challenge due to communication problems. But i think my partner and I will be soooo blessed if we get to know this little guy and he warms up to us. It will change our lives FOREVER. I pray for him that it is going to work out. Today, the little girls all of the sudden started feeling my legs. (a little weird) One of them all of the sudden asked, "are these your tights?" I said yeah and then they all started telling me about their tights they were all wearing. I am so looking forward to this class, its going to be challenging, but I think its going to be WAY worth it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is my first post of the new year. YAHOO!!! I thought I would give you an update on myself and share some new years resolutions with you. I finished my first semester at the U and well it was not to bad. (I don't want to tell you my grades over the internet so if you want to know, you will have to come and find me) I am ready for my 2nd semester since i kinda know how to study now. I still work at the pool. WOW shocker there! :) Now i will share with you some resolutions,&lt;br /&gt;1. Read and Finish the Book of Mormon. I have never done this before.&lt;br /&gt;2. (this is an original one but) Loose weight&lt;br /&gt;3. Try new foods.... i guess this can go with number 2&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highly bizarre goals i want to do in life down the road.&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to Broadway and see the Play WICKED&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel back east&lt;br /&gt;3. Fly on an airplane. I have never done this&lt;br /&gt;4. Become a PE teacher&lt;br /&gt;5. Marriage in the temple&lt;br /&gt;There you go... this is a long post for me so i hope you actually read it. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-8094069430234724897?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/8094069430234724897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=8094069430234724897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8094069430234724897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/8094069430234724897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-sunbeams-and-first-post-of.html' title='First Day of Sunbeams and first post of the new year.'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-5300815673878433569</id><published>2008-12-31T21:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:01:05.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN NEW YEARS EVE</title><content type='html'>THis is me and my sista partying it up on new years eve.... WOOT WOOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B89E7XE0tfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B89E7XE0tfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis next one is week but it is still funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dKhPxemvU3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dKhPxemvU3c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYQWvN96v4s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYQWvN96v4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this last one is NOT of New Years but it is respectable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FRbD0FOff1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FRbD0FOff1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-5300815673878433569?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/5300815673878433569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=5300815673878433569' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5300815673878433569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/5300815673878433569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2008/12/fun-new-years-eve.html' title='FUN NEW YEARS EVE'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7189776342659611075</id><published>2008-12-28T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:55:23.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Father Like Daughter</title><content type='html'>This is Christmas Eve at my grandparents..... this is my cousin.... she has the humor of her father. It is quite entertaining other then the fact I sound hideous in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQZv3050gmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQZv3050gmM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7189776342659611075?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7189776342659611075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7189776342659611075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7189776342659611075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7189776342659611075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2008/12/like-father-like-daughter.html' title='Like Father Like Daughter'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-7481936365595667834</id><published>2008-12-26T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:00:18.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOWSTORM 2008</title><content type='html'>So I don't know if you have heard... but it snowed ALOT!!! Remember back at the first week of December, it was like almost spring-like weather? And we were all wondering, IS THERE GOING TO BE A WHITE CHRISTMAS??? Well my friends, we got a white christmas afterall if you have not been able to tell. Well I don't know why, it seems my neighborhood got SLAMMED. Stranded cars, HUGE SNOW PILES, 5-10 feet snow drifts in my back yard... IT WAS CRAZY!!!! We as a family team did manage to dig out of the driveway.... so i thought i would share some photos of the days.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PICTURE 1 is what it looked like when we opened the garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343276563221410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXCNl7GS6I/AAAAAAAAAak/rF9bcbCGGW0/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;PICTURE 2 is the side of the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343281770405474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXCN5UlnmI/AAAAAAAAAas/6JcOpuph5yY/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Picture 3- Now isn't this the cutest shoveler (spelling?)you've ever seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343286030083394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXCOJMLJUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/2GzVLRH9fa8/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Picture 4- This is my favorite. We opened the door on the side of the garage and found this.... a five-ish foot snow drift up against it. Can you see how far the snow comes up? Lauren is also out there somewhere. And we dug a little tunnel through it but sadly had to destory it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343289911451522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXCOXpkH4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/SPof026EWUI/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Picture 5- This is a mountain range along my driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343298116560338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXCO2N0JdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/mz4ZD6-PEHg/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Picture 6- I thought this looked nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284345331752176978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXEFOGVDVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/h_ibme1zfKI/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and finally... Picture 7- THis is just me out in the snow.... aren't i pretty???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284345333412139074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXEFUSGEEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/zdynxOd-GKA/s400/SNOW+STORM+2008+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-7481936365595667834?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/7481936365595667834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=7481936365595667834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7481936365595667834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/7481936365595667834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowstorm-2008.html' title='SNOWSTORM 2008'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SVXCNl7GS6I/AAAAAAAAAak/rF9bcbCGGW0/s72-c/SNOW+STORM+2008+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-3383341593086452060</id><published>2008-12-26T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:52:13.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Fellow Bloggers!!!</title><content type='html'>I will be blogging about the MASSIVE snow storm PRETTY SOON.... I am wiped out from shoveling and creating a mountain range around my driveway and am going to eat some lunch right now... so check back by the end of the weekend and pictures should be up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-3383341593086452060?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/3383341593086452060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=3383341593086452060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3383341593086452060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/3383341593086452060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-fellow-bloggers.html' title='Hello Fellow Bloggers!!!'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-6664496270727833772</id><published>2008-12-21T20:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:35:47.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my NEW favorite Christmas Songs</title><content type='html'>So I think it was my Cousin Annie who said to look up this song in this version. (I hope its the right one) These are some of my favorite christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;Baby Its Cold Outside- Ann Margret and Al Hirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVfrtmzpOuY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVfrtmzpOuY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbbQwecCzo8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbbQwecCzo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Christmas- Bing Crosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSupw-W8wnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSupw-W8wnA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue christmas-- Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/llxSoKLG-i4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/llxSoKLG-i4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/954031004853345043-6664496270727833772?l=n-stapley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/feeds/6664496270727833772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=954031004853345043&amp;postID=6664496270727833772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6664496270727833772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/954031004853345043/posts/default/6664496270727833772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n-stapley.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-of-my-new-favorite-christmas-songs.html' title='Some of my NEW favorite Christmas Songs'/><author><name>Staples</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720059987906873582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/STBJZ4wjMuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3nNUGwPZVbU/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-954031004853345043.post-351592460908387493</id><published>2008-12-20T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:56:23.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huber Progressive Dinner 2008</title><content type='html'>Sorry, but i am doing two posts in one day. This one is a little more meaningful then the one earlier today. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this evening, we had our yearly Huber Family Progessive Dinner. I thought it was a very fun night. Its always nice to get together with family and forget about the world and just have a freakin blast and enjoy each other's company. And well thats just what we did. Here are some fun fill pictures of the evening.  And if your still interested, you can find A lot more pictures on my facebook page!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282116935509738866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SU3ZXfMiBXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ClCXN84hn9o/s400/Huber+Family+Progressive+Dinner+2008+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282116921308419058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SU3ZWqSrE_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/LxZ2tbAcgG4/s400/Huber+Family+Progressive+Dinner+2008+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282116908100245570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ARTQBcVET14/SU3ZV5FmWEI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/90tw9t2w4mg/s400/Huber+Family+Progressive+Dinner+2008+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282116915166874322" style="DISPLAY: block; 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