<?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-6060946372093919856</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:44:23.468-07:00</updated><category term='Seaweed'/><category term='Fort Worden'/><category term='Captian Kirk'/><category term='Jacob'/><category term='New Moon'/><category term='mislead adventure'/><title type='text'>Paige</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is recording, feel free to push play.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-3374251953074323829</id><published>2010-03-16T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:16:30.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO.FIVE WEEKS &lt;i&gt;until finals = three weeks 'till I'm home!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can't wait to go home and be with my family for the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This semester has gone by incredibly fast, but looking back on it I feel like the events that took place in Jan and Feb happened so long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I've met tons of people, made new friendships, new LOADS of cool facts in many of my classes, and have also learned more and more about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; has until the end of this month to respond to my application. Keep your fingers crossed 'cause I'd really like to get in! I'll be moving to Provo this fall regardless and starting classes either as a full time student or a visiting student. It's going to be an interesting new chapter in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This is a photo of my friend Heather and I at guitars unplugged (last guitars unplugged at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BYUI&lt;/span&gt; I'll ever attend!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S5__CuUoM7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jKqsVhEDkjk/s1600-h/DSCN0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S5__CuUoM7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jKqsVhEDkjk/s400/DSCN0243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449354496400962482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I thought I'd include a photo of Heather's little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt;. We call him Bear.  He has crazy fur and when you throw a little dog turtle neck on him, he looks like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Barenstein&lt;/span&gt; Bear!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S5__2PTes0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BAngVsdtaKU/s1600-h/DSCN0225.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S5__2PTes0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BAngVsdtaKU/s400/DSCN0225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449355381427843906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bear has gimpy little back legs. Once you get past how sad it is, his little handicap makes you love him more. He was born with the joints in his back legs backwards. We thought that it could be surgically corrected, which it could! The surgery would involve clipping all of the tendons in his hind legs and reversing them so his knees and ankles bent the right way. But since he's not in any pain and the surgery is so extensive his little body couldn't take it, it's useless. No worries though, he hobbles around just fine. He's just about conquered his disability, he's greatly loved, and he's a very happy puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Anyway, I miss my home and my family. I can't wait to see everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-3374251953074323829?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/3374251953074323829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/03/crunch-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/3374251953074323829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/3374251953074323829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/03/crunch-time.html' title='Crunch Time!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S5__CuUoM7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jKqsVhEDkjk/s72-c/DSCN0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-5815753452277851271</id><published>2010-02-11T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:37:36.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterms, Here I come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Low of the week, I miss home. I miss my family, salt water, warm water in my shower, rain, and cultural diversity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Luckily my low isn't really all too low.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High of the week, Heather and I are taking a trip down to Utah this weekend. It will be nice to escape the subzero temps and be able to lay low at aunt Julie's house for a few days. And! I'll have all of my tests taken before we go so the only thing I'll have to do for school while I'm gone is a bit of reading. It feels really good to be caught up/ahead of my assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a few heavy spiritual experiences this week. Some good, some challenging. I'm grateful that God knows me so well, that even when I can't quite grasp new principles, He eventually provides a way for me to understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that God is real, He is my Father in Heaven, and that His son, Jesus Christ atoned for all of man kind. That without this sacrifice, we would be lost. God's plan is simple, complete, and perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-5815753452277851271?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/5815753452277851271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/02/midterms-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/5815753452277851271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/5815753452277851271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/02/midterms-here-i-come.html' title='Midterms, Here I come...'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-557606486334324685</id><published>2010-01-20T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:06:17.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The stress is building.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;School started out really well,&lt;br /&gt;but slowly I'm feeling the weight of school work on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;Some one this semester told me there are three S's to school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Studies&lt;br /&gt;Social Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and you can only have two, which I'm finding is very true.&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm maintaining sleep and studies, but as the temptation of social activities creeps into the picture, I'm noticing sleep is becoming less and less of a priority.&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-557606486334324685?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/557606486334324685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/01/stress-is-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/557606486334324685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/557606486334324685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/01/stress-is-building.html' title='The stress is building.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-887267672460211599</id><published>2010-01-06T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:26:05.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY, Oh my...</title><content type='html'>School has started! And I'm already getting my butt handed to me.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I still feel quite motivated to do very well this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick over view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Writing: Joke, lots of busy work, do-able.&lt;br /&gt;Career Exploration: Hopefully I'll actually figure out what direction to take in my education..&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;American Foundations: To get through this horribly boring class I'll just have to keep telling myself the start of our nation was a miracle and very necessary for the Restoration of the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;FA 100: terrible use of time.&lt;br /&gt;Doctrine and Covenants: Lifechanging already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-887267672460211599?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/887267672460211599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/887267672460211599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/887267672460211599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-oh-my.html' title='MY, Oh my...'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-426753112022949171</id><published>2010-01-03T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:11:05.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep, you guessed it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S0E97WgRZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PO2-DRtx83E/s1600-h/DSCN0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S0E97WgRZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PO2-DRtx83E/s400/DSCN0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422683516193302386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's happened! Packed up all of my essentials into a few big tubs and moved back to Idaho. So far so good!&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in a new house that's very neat. I've only met two of my four roommates but we tend to miss each other a lot. I haven't seen them much.&lt;br /&gt;Classes start on tuesday. I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had to throw in this pic of my new years eve outfit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S0E-1zPQH2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ieSzkEUT2z4/s1600-h/DSCN0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S0E-1zPQH2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ieSzkEUT2z4/s400/DSCN0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422684520338956130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...or at least, my favorite part of it.&lt;br /&gt;My new Jessica Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;I wore them to church today in the snow! They worked nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-426753112022949171?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/426753112022949171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/01/yep-you-guessed-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/426753112022949171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/426753112022949171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2010/01/yep-you-guessed-it.html' title='Yep, you guessed it..'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/S0E97WgRZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PO2-DRtx83E/s72-c/DSCN0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-8709824516295905946</id><published>2009-12-25T12:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:11:59.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SzUpnPCoICI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ps5er3NQ76g/s1600-h/DSCN0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SzUpnPCoICI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ps5er3NQ76g/s400/DSCN0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419283480639447074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isn't typically my favorite holiday. The stress of it all is what I think tarnishes the whole idea. As the 25th comes closer and closer, the tension gets tighter and tighter. Our minds are on shopping, presents, parties, cookies, christmas lessons at &lt;a href="http://lds.org/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;, burning the overload of calories being consumed, travel plans, weather, budgets, vacation days and more...As Christmas Eve knocks on our door, we scramble to tie together all of the loose ends. Through out the day, as we prepare the big meal our family has, every once in a while someone snaps. Glares are given, words are said, deeds go undone and the occasional tears are shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there are those few moments when we let the stress get the best of us, I cannot go to sleep with out thinking through all of the beautiful moments of the day. My dad takes so much pride in the prime rib he prepares, Carly and Chad peacefully coexist and spread their heartfelt feelings throughout the family. Rachel and Jake bring so much warmth to our home as they share their kids, Cooper and Jack, with us. Our family loves each other so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little blog can't describe all of the things my mother does to bring Christmas cheer into our home all season long. She bakes never ending supplies of cookies, plans and buys glorious gifts, she makes the most amazing caramel apples to share with countless friends and family members, she prepares and sends out seasonal greetings, attends chior concerts, cleans, cooks...she's super woman. What makes me happiest is knowing my mom does so much for all of us because she loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Christmas morning rolls around, it's peaceful and calm in our house. Chad wakes up the family to get things started and we all stumble into the living room. We're blessed with a large and comfortable Christmas each year by our loving parents and our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as we enjoy the warmth of the fireplace, the comfort of our couches, the tasty treats and fun conversation I think of my Savior who was born. I remember that if it were not for his &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/basic-beliefs/jesus-christ-our-savior/jesus-christ"&gt;Atoning Sacrifice&lt;/a&gt;, Christmas would mean nothing at all. I know that Christ lives, that He loves us, and that He is always waiting to bless us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone has a loving holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-8709824516295905946?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/8709824516295905946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/8709824516295905946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/8709824516295905946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SzUpnPCoICI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ps5er3NQ76g/s72-c/DSCN0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-6436935555356443628</id><published>2009-12-22T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:06:03.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ooopsie! I'm getting a little lazy on this thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I promise, once I get my new camera for christmas I'll have loads more to add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Until then, I promise you aren't going to hear much from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This Christmas season has been busy but it has been a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I love it when old friends come home for Christmas break and we all get together. It makes me feel more at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've been doing lots of socializing the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm also preparing to go back to the terrible cold in Rexburg, Idaho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-6436935555356443628?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/6436935555356443628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-new.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/6436935555356443628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/6436935555356443628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-3207336767567877916</id><published>2009-12-14T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:29:23.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like Magic!</title><content type='html'>Last week my sister Rachel and I decided we wanted to make some hair flowers on our freeday. We spent hours doing it but it was so fun! All it took was a little fabric, some quick hands with a lighter, lots of hot glue and there it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Sybz6CatmJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AHzFOc2u_xY/s1600-h/DSCF2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415283780366473362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Sybz6CatmJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AHzFOc2u_xY/s400/DSCF2409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love discovering new fun things to do that are cheap, easy, and rewarding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-3207336767567877916?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/3207336767567877916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-like-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/3207336767567877916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/3207336767567877916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-like-magic.html' title='It&apos;s like Magic!'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Sybz6CatmJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AHzFOc2u_xY/s72-c/DSCF2409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-4435917826122362797</id><published>2009-11-21T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:38:53.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Captian Kirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Unhealthy Fictional Character Obsessions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last night my sisters, my mom and I went to see NEW MOON. I'm completely obsessed with the Twilight series! What a dream...and JACOB, holy cow. I was skeptical when he was introduced as Jacob in the first movie and even as I learned he'd beefed up enough to still play the character in New Moon. But when he walked on screen in the pooring rain with his hair cut and no shirt my jaw dropped. For a few seconds I traded teams and definitely cheered for team Jacob! However, Edward is just undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my sweet sleep last night, I woke up and watched Star Trek for the first time. I fell in love with that movie too! Apparently my life isn't exciting enough to want it as my own. I keep craving fictional stories to be my own day to day reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can go two ways:&lt;br /&gt;Either I'll totally commit my life to wishing it was someone elses and have lots of cats...&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;I kick it into gear and spice things up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-4435917826122362797?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/4435917826122362797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/unhealthy-fictional-character.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/4435917826122362797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/4435917826122362797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/unhealthy-fictional-character.html' title='Unhealthy Fictional Character Obsessions..'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-5417317557084740210</id><published>2009-11-14T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:13:28.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seaweed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mislead adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Worden'/><title type='text'>Fort Worden, what a bust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I had high hopes for our Fort Worden adventure last night.&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine my disappointment when, as soon as we parked our cars, we were kicked out of the park.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the parks supported by our taxes can have a curfew?&lt;br /&gt;And who voted for 'dusk' to be that curfew?&lt;br /&gt;They obviously weren't single, 20 year old students, mourning for danger and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;After our dismissal, we wound up at a beach some where near Fort Flagler (which we couldn't find).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Sv9a8q9uMII/AAAAAAAAADE/OHel9nHtsJU/s1600-h/DSCN1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Sv9a8q9uMII/AAAAAAAAADE/OHel9nHtsJU/s400/DSCN1509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404138076239704194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It was totally dark outside, no moon, and when I aimed the lens at the ground to capture what I was trudging through, I got a little surprise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-5417317557084740210?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/5417317557084740210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/fort-worden-what-bust.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/5417317557084740210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/5417317557084740210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/fort-worden-what-bust.html' title='Fort Worden, what a bust.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Sv9a8q9uMII/AAAAAAAAADE/OHel9nHtsJU/s72-c/DSCN1509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-2430210032903212024</id><published>2009-11-13T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:13:54.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Was A Day Just Like Any Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I slept in today, something I've been doing a bit too much since I recently returned home from Idaho. But still, it felt great. I've also been fighting off a cold so I've got that as an excuse. I gave a few haircuts this morning and earned some cool cash! I love cutting hair. I'm excited to finish my associates degree and BYU-Idaho so I can go to the Gary Manuel Aveda Institute in Seattle. What a neat place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited for tonight. Some friends and I are going to &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.hollowhill.com/wa/gh-4-5.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.hollowhill.com/wa/ftworden1.htm&amp;amp;usg=__Pez1y3XIVGXlvdacTwz6PlpgNzc=&amp;amp;h=527&amp;amp;w=343&amp;amp;sz=33&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;sig2=p2f1KYHtyxnJ9u_XflBNnQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=2t_NBDp46fvFWM:&amp;amp;tbnh=132&amp;amp;tbnw=86&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfort%2Bworden%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1I7DKUS_en%26sa%3DX%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=FwP-SrLDC5PcswP_sfyHCw"&gt;Fort Worden&lt;/a&gt;! I've been there a few times but never at night! It's an old military base with abondoned bunkers and other various haunted spots where it gets SO DARk you can't even see your hand in front of your face! So far, there are only a few of us going but we're slowly rounding up the troops. I'll take lots of pictures tonight to post later. Maybe we'll get lucky and catch some orbs in our photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-2430210032903212024?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/2430210032903212024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-day-just-like-any-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2430210032903212024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2430210032903212024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-day-just-like-any-other.html' title='Today Was A Day Just Like Any Other'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-2191454379701441211</id><published>2009-11-09T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:21:23.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Recognize:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things that make &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty Scarves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moms Pumpkin Bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Car Trips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Tunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleeping In&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bicycles&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402184061584676034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SvhpyDIIFMI/AAAAAAAAACo/OOxBws1afZU/s400/bike.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coloring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funfetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warm Sheets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clean Clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Stretchy Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLACK &lt;em&gt;clouds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy Weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live Music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nail Polish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wallpaper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spraypaint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liquid Eyeliner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spinach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-2191454379701441211?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/2191454379701441211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-that-make-me-happy-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2191454379701441211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2191454379701441211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-that-make-me-happy-pretty.html' title='Better Recognize:'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SvhpyDIIFMI/AAAAAAAAACo/OOxBws1afZU/s72-c/bike.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-2813389507253866709</id><published>2009-10-24T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:14:19.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm starving for change, something else, someone new.&lt;br /&gt;Since leaving high school behind over three years ago a lot of things have changed, mostly for the good. Friends have come and gone, morals have been tested, changed, and improved. Overall, I feel really good about the person I am becoming. I still feel stuck though. I'm learning more and more about myself, who I am, what my limits are, the things that really make me happy, and the kinds of people I want in my life. It's amazing and slightly terrifying as well. Lately, I've been slowing down and really looking at what I want and what the next steps to take will be. So far, I'm realizing how lukcy I am to have so many options. I'll be returning to school in January to finish my associates degree, but then what? Will I continue for my BA? At BYUI? or will I make a transfer to BYU Provo? Should I submit the paperwork to serve a mission for my church? Will I go to hair school? If I go to hair school, will I do it in Seattle? Or should I leave home for a bit? I could run in a thousand different directions. Thats definitely a blessing. I have a friend whos really good at taking the opportunities God gives him and doing well. I'd like to be more like that friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had continual thoughts about going to the temple. I think soon I'll take a trip over there to sit and think. Maybe thats what I need. Maybe God will answer me there. Maybe He's already answering and I'm jsut not hearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-2813389507253866709?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/2813389507253866709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2813389507253866709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2813389507253866709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s Time.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-456396173390316882</id><published>2009-10-24T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:10:04.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SuNqKw1PyVI/AAAAAAAAACg/T1WU0oagorg/s1600-h/pumpkin+pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396273511659456850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SuNqKw1PyVI/AAAAAAAAACg/T1WU0oagorg/s400/pumpkin+pi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tanner went with me to my church's&lt;br /&gt;pumpkin carving contest. He thought it up, I carved it out.&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what it is?&lt;br /&gt;"Pumpkin Pi"&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky tanner is so clever. It's too bad we had to leave before the winners were announced!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure someone on sunday will be telling me we won friday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-456396173390316882?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/456396173390316882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/tanner-went-with-me-to-my-churchs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/456396173390316882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/456396173390316882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/tanner-went-with-me-to-my-churchs.html' title='Pumpkin Pie'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/SuNqKw1PyVI/AAAAAAAAACg/T1WU0oagorg/s72-c/pumpkin+pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-1300811179192383555</id><published>2009-10-19T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:09:42.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxcFuxZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/KSJto4WnLpI/s1600-h/paige+fam+3"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381549815817746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxcFuxZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/KSJto4WnLpI/s320/paige+fam+3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxS7tv--I/AAAAAAAAACQ/yAAH9VznqrA/s1600-h/paige+fam4"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381392508353506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxS7tv--I/AAAAAAAAACQ/yAAH9VznqrA/s320/paige+fam4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxLtzPEmI/AAAAAAAAACI/qtJotBwQuxs/s1600-h/paige+fam2"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381268514181730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxLtzPEmI/AAAAAAAAACI/qtJotBwQuxs/s320/paige+fam2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxC_E0NHI/AAAAAAAAACA/hGd41Z4ODrc/s1600-h/paige+fam"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381118532498546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxC_E0NHI/AAAAAAAAACA/hGd41Z4ODrc/s320/paige+fam" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Styw3sYCzQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ep4wtkirSjo/s1600-h/paige"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394380924534312194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Styw3sYCzQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ep4wtkirSjo/s320/paige" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorman Family Photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and Dad made it 25 years, congrats! &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/6060946372093919856-1300811179192383555?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/1300811179192383555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/gorman-family-photos-mom-and-dad-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/1300811179192383555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/1300811179192383555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/gorman-family-photos-mom-and-dad-made.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/StyxcFuxZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/KSJto4WnLpI/s72-c/paige+fam+3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-2110423200632134015</id><published>2009-10-19T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:13:02.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Another wonderful day at the Family Dentistry this morning!&lt;br /&gt;I had a really great weekend. I saw my old friend Scotty. We met when we were 14 at summer camp and were pen pals all through high school.&lt;br /&gt;Its funny to think I've only seen him 4 times in the 7 years I've known him.&lt;br /&gt;We played some catch up after not having spoken much over the past year. We've both been pretty busy with life. He's kicking cancers butt right now and I couldn't be more impressed with how 'okay' with it he is.&lt;br /&gt;Really, he's more than okay with it. He's so happy and in love with life still. It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Megan's wedding with my mom. She looked beautiful, of course. She always has been. It had been absolutely pooring all weekend, dumping sheets of water onto my windshield keeping me from seeing anything as I drove but as we got up to Port Gamble the clouds cleared and the sun came out! SO gorgeous up there.&lt;br /&gt;GOD is good. Church was mindspinning. What a magic story.&lt;br /&gt;Jake, Rachel, and I are about to explode at the DECCLO seams. So much progress is being made in our BRAINS but we're still waiting for the website to go up so we can really get going.&lt;br /&gt;Other then that! Rach and I are headed to a couple thrift shops today to find her an old prom dress. Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-2110423200632134015?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/2110423200632134015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-funday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2110423200632134015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/2110423200632134015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-funday.html' title='Monday Funday'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-4939385207204500872</id><published>2009-10-15T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:25:59.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonkers</title><content type='html'>I'm going &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nuts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I can't think of a name for my blog. I want it to make me happy when I see it, something that I can say confidently, and something that people are going to remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6060946372093919856-4939385207204500872?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/4939385207204500872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-going-nuts-i-cant-think-of-name-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/4939385207204500872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/4939385207204500872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-going-nuts-i-cant-think-of-name-for.html' title='Bonkers'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6060946372093919856.post-8493060643388604639</id><published>2009-10-14T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:12:29.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say, Hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I did three things worthy of mentioning today. First, I tried Pai Mu Tan tea. It tastes like butter with the feel of velvet. My teeth sang as the treat swooshed passed them, down my throat, sinking deep into my belly after coating it with love! Can a tea be so good? Yes, it can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Second thing I did today worth mentioning, I tried &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; hard at work to do a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; good job with every task I was given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I feel better knowing I'm doing nothing wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. That my boss can't blame me for anything, and that I'm the best at what I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Third, I helped someone who doesn't like me. Is that a strange thing to mention? I've made it a goal to actually befriend people. Silly, right? I'd say what currently worries me most in life is how easily I can shut everyone out and still be totally content. Though I charish my alone time now, I get the feeling this is a slippery slope. One that I'll regret having slipped on, later down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could count 'starting a blog' as event number 4, but lets be real. I'll probably ditch this thing in a few weekes. &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/6060946372093919856-8493060643388604639?l=paigegorman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/feeds/8493060643388604639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-mom-i-did-three-things-worthy-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/8493060643388604639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6060946372093919856/posts/default/8493060643388604639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paigegorman.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-mom-i-did-three-things-worthy-of.html' title='Say, Hello.'/><author><name>Paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07577323108290420581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_-uyq7cAj4/Syggu-wVnGI/AAAAAAAAADY/iwrTUxiPZEU/S220/paige.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
