<?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-3062271326505456884</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:29:44.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tory Marie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-2691303890350563428</id><published>2010-07-15T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:24:19.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, it's been a year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was looking at my blog today and it really has been a year since I've been on here and updated my life! The last 2 years have been quite the journey for me. I left anything and everything I ever wanted and cared about to come to nothing. Well I would ask myself everyday what in the world I was doing here in Utah. It only took me a year and four months to forget about why I moved here and let life take me where it needs to go. In November 2009 my great aunt that lived up here went through a rough surgery and I went and saw her in the care center. She was recovering and getting better. I went home for an early christmas and she was supposed to be home by the time I got back to Utah. I called her house to check on her and nothing so I called the care center and she was still there. Her heath was declining and she ended up passing away. Through all of this I began to realize why I came here. I met an amazing family that took care of Larsen and became mine. I had a place here. I didn't feel so alone. I had a family to be with, to tell my trials, to go to church with, to have sunday dinners and take sunday naps with. I also met my best friend through all of this and he has been such a great answer to my prayers. I have learned and I have grown so much in the past few years and now I know it is again time to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was driving home to Utah from a quick 4th of july visit to Arizona, I reflected on the last few years. I really miss being close to my family and being apart of my niece and nephews lives. I am here 13 hours away from my family and the only thing that I am staying here for is a job. I realized that its time to come back to Arizona. I feel like I have accomplished the things that I came here to do and I'm ready for the next chapter in my life. I don't know whats to come for me but I know I need to start progressing toward something different right now and I'm excited to find out what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have really made so many good friends here and I am going to be really sad to leave. Today for some reason I was reflecting on all of the people that I have become friends with that have had an impact on me and helped me progress. I wouldn't be the person I am today with out them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAIFiKDzMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Len7zogcP-U/s1600/36010_404184122803_500877803_4630880_2866537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAIFiKDzMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Len7zogcP-U/s400/36010_404184122803_500877803_4630880_2866537_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494400436553370818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Morg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAGo7qUaQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1Y8onpUtHQE/s1600/100_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAGo7qUaQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1Y8onpUtHQE/s400/100_1681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494398845671729410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amie, Mickelle, &amp;amp; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAGXT1ZyvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/f6K8IJoWTPc/s1600/IMG_4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAGXT1ZyvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/f6K8IJoWTPc/s400/IMG_4481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494398542923025138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna, Me, &amp;amp; Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAFX9gIN4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/4PtMFe5rvog/s1600/downsized_0317001552a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAFX9gIN4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/4PtMFe5rvog/s400/downsized_0317001552a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494397454596454274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Jenna, &amp;amp; Ailli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAE6pqHpmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/OxkGGCBkH48/s1600/100_1672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAE6pqHpmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/OxkGGCBkH48/s400/100_1672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494396951053444706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Chad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3062271326505456884-2691303890350563428?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2691303890350563428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=2691303890350563428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2691303890350563428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2691303890350563428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2010/07/wow-its-been-year.html' title='Wow, it&apos;s been a year!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/TEAIFiKDzMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Len7zogcP-U/s72-c/36010_404184122803_500877803_4630880_2866537_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-3194433104094860717</id><published>2009-07-06T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:28:01.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>Ok so these pictures are very much out of order but I'll tell lil stories for each picture. Well Richard, Chelsey, and the kids all came down to Provo to come visit me for 4th of July. We had so much fun! So enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtc0XvEfI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5F68GJyMkeU/s1600-h/SDC10668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533617503080946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtc0XvEfI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5F68GJyMkeU/s400/SDC10668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Richard when we got home from the fire works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtckOLAYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/oL5HmWg5bZo/s1600-h/SDC10651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533613168001410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtckOLAYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/oL5HmWg5bZo/s400/SDC10651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My manager let me get off work early to spend time with my family. We went to the grassy area in the parking lot in front of Red Lobster. It was so much fun! Hayden was trying to make fishy lips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtcf4F8zI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Egvf5v4WPGU/s1600-h/SDC10645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533612001653554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtcf4F8zI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Egvf5v4WPGU/s400/SDC10645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um I was not doing so good taking pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtcDIcOiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0mRa7ECWkPk/s1600-h/SDC10647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533604285594146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtcDIcOiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0mRa7ECWkPk/s400/SDC10647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The front of Red Lobster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtbiEl8hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/V83wlkLiNa8/s1600-h/SDC10646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533595411083794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtbiEl8hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/V83wlkLiNa8/s400/SDC10646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Tucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr1D5GWXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xXaEtwKDt1Y/s1600-h/SDC10638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355531834963155314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr1D5GWXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xXaEtwKDt1Y/s400/SDC10638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family came to eat dinner at Red Lobster. My manager let me serve and eat dinner with them. I was so grateful that he let me do that, it was so fun! Well any way, the boys wanted to see the lobsters so I was fishing for one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr01JwPHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/YN0pod96_Vc/s1600-h/SDC10639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355531831006477426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr01JwPHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/YN0pod96_Vc/s400/SDC10639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was just getting ready to pull one out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr0QFZUUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8jl8wvPaKJM/s1600-h/SDC10640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355531821056086338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr0QFZUUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8jl8wvPaKJM/s400/SDC10640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lobsters like to hold crayons! I dont know if you can tell but its holding a red one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr0HIQirI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/leTEIYthizg/s1600-h/SDC10641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355531818652175026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKr0HIQirI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/leTEIYthizg/s400/SDC10641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying to get Tucker to let the lobster hold the crayon but he was so scared of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKrzjQ1UDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/G8_UB0K-2Rs/s1600-h/SDC10642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355531809024462898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKrzjQ1UDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/G8_UB0K-2Rs/s400/SDC10642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally convinced him to at least take a picture of us with the lobster. He was so afraid that he kept his eyes on it to make sure it wouldn't get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpgqzQWWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vPMXSj05s2E/s1600-h/SDC10609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529285607119202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpgqzQWWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vPMXSj05s2E/s400/SDC10609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Earlier that morning we went to the park up from my house to let the kids run around. It was really fun! Whats life with out funny faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpgUVtflI/AAAAAAAAAW4/m9sh3W7me6o/s1600-h/SDC10598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529279577620050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpgUVtflI/AAAAAAAAAW4/m9sh3W7me6o/s400/SDC10598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me showing off my muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpfINPNkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/T8Qb-4Xr4-g/s1600-h/SDC10590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529259140986434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpfINPNkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/T8Qb-4Xr4-g/s400/SDC10590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpe8W0DCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/F7qPUop8VoI/s1600-h/SDC10589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529255959923746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpe8W0DCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/F7qPUop8VoI/s400/SDC10589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Surprise faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpefWvzlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/k12spDDdZUQ/s1600-h/SDC10588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355529248175017554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKpefWvzlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/k12spDDdZUQ/s400/SDC10588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More funny faces!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-3194433104094860717?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3194433104094860717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=3194433104094860717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/3194433104094860717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/3194433104094860717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SlKtc0XvEfI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5F68GJyMkeU/s72-c/SDC10668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-7655950725704887177</id><published>2009-06-02T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:53:03.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Roman Gardens 106</title><content type='html'>Wow, so much has changed since my last post on my blog. First of all I moved, that was definatly a great change. I really grew to love my old room mates but it was a needed change. I absolutly love living in Roman Gardens. I have met so many fun people and I really love my room mates! I have no complaints!&lt;br /&gt;Work is going really good as well. I've really gotten to know my crew members a lot better and I actually like going to work now. I still get stressed out easy but it life and I ask for help and things just work out! Things are really going good! I'm really happy! I also got a new calling. I'm on the activities committee so I will be getting to know people in my ward a lot better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIz7PZ3I/AAAAAAAAAVw/dA1i0Nxq5cI/s1600-h/100_1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342958159299307378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIz7PZ3I/AAAAAAAAAVw/dA1i0Nxq5cI/s400/100_1432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Isaac &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIhY-4dI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZRDaGUElYcQ/s1600-h/100_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342958154323780050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIhY-4dI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZRDaGUElYcQ/s400/100_1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Isaac, &amp;amp; Brandon eatting the yummy birthday cake I made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIYQ92fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_CxmE0vAd5I/s1600-h/100_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342958151874238962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIYQ92fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_CxmE0vAd5I/s400/100_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave, Joe, Me, &amp;amp; Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIV14JlI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AJbX13eTqQ0/s1600-h/100_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342958151223748178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIV14JlI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AJbX13eTqQ0/s400/100_1419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Chelsie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIITfr_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/H8B0uSyPE_o/s1600-h/100_1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342958147589877746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIITfr_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/H8B0uSyPE_o/s400/100_1415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of coarse Me and Mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-7655950725704887177?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7655950725704887177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=7655950725704887177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/7655950725704887177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/7655950725704887177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-in-roman-gardens-106.html' title='Life in Roman Gardens 106'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SiYAIz7PZ3I/AAAAAAAAAVw/dA1i0Nxq5cI/s72-c/100_1432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-9153908807248595140</id><published>2009-01-12T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:47:28.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SX 2009</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend was an opportuinity I'm so glad I did not pass up! Pretty much the week of Supercorss, Andy's buddy called him and old him that he wasn't going to make it. Well Andy called me and wanted to know if I wanted to go. It was such short notice I didn't know if I'd be able to get things worked out.&lt;br /&gt;I was scheduled to work Saturday afternoon and I was really nrevous I wasn't going to be able to ahve someone take my shift for me. Well I decided to go into work on Monday during my lunch break from school and ask around to see if anyone would work for me. A girl gladly covered my shift and I went on my way to figure out the next obstacle... A plane ticket.&lt;br /&gt;I had been looking and checking prices the day before and nothing was cheap because of sort notice. I called my friend Kent that went to BYU last semester and is now back home in Gilbert to see if we can hang out if I got an early flight. He told me he couldn't because he was flying back to Provo to pack up his car and drive it back. I asked if there would be room for me to go home with him. He said there would be but I'd have to leave Thursaday morning because it was supposed to snow on Friday. That was perfect! &lt;br /&gt;We got to town right at 7 on Thurday and Kent dropped me off at Chase Field. Parts Unlimited was sponsoring a showcase and a dinner for the dealers. At the dinner, Andy won a Chad Reed Jersey and he was going to get it signed on Saturday! We also got to watch the track being bulit it was so cool! The picture wasn't all that great but it was a cool thing to experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjebviOBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9Jv5GSnwZYk/s1600-h/100_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642668003670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjebviOBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9Jv5GSnwZYk/s400/100_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday morning I got to spend some time with Lincoln and play before I left for the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjeO-nVkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jMuS8yiLtrw/s1600-h/100_1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642664577259074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjeO-nVkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jMuS8yiLtrw/s400/100_1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, I was totally taking this picture and neither one of us were looking.. Don't ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjdrmhLaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rynkqVIOy5Y/s1600-h/100_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642655080951202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjdrmhLaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rynkqVIOy5Y/s400/100_1186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see Ryan Vilapoto talk a lil bit to us, It was neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjdfvcEuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/j5SC58NdSnY/s1600-h/100_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642651897139938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjdfvcEuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/j5SC58NdSnY/s400/100_1189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Chad Reed came out to speak with us and sign a few autoraphs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjdIAdB4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/4i_Xe09WTUU/s1600-h/100_1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642645526054786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjdIAdB4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/4i_Xe09WTUU/s400/100_1191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just me with Andy's Chad Reed Jersy thats signed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi6bDSM0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/aBk3jUX8GGU/s1600-h/100_1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642049342780226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi6bDSM0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/aBk3jUX8GGU/s400/100_1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm one lucky girl! Not only did I get Chad's autograph but I got to take a picture with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi6JhI8mI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/9LUYBHIYSy0/s1600-h/100_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642044636164706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi6JhI8mI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/9LUYBHIYSy0/s400/100_1192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the track all finished, right before the races began!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi5xip9xI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jtz0HdKwJXQ/s1600-h/100_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642038200071954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi5xip9xI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jtz0HdKwJXQ/s400/100_1193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tradition to take a picture of the girls holding the count down sign. Our seats were right behind the starting gate and finish line! It was so sweet sitting there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi5oDQBoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VlXDJzISyiA/s1600-h/100_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642035652429442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi5oDQBoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VlXDJzISyiA/s400/100_1198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Andy being cheezy as ever! Oh man did I have a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi5P3VvYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CW6lOTlGNl0/s1600-h/100_1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290642029160021378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwi5P3VvYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CW6lOTlGNl0/s400/100_1196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-9153908807248595140?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9153908807248595140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=9153908807248595140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/9153908807248595140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/9153908807248595140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2009/01/sx-2009.html' title='SX 2009'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWwjebviOBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9Jv5GSnwZYk/s72-c/100_1184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-443797235339686349</id><published>2009-01-05T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:36:22.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break!</title><content type='html'>Well this Christmas break couldn't have been anymore perfect than it already was! I got to celebrate Hayden's birthday, Christmas, meeting my new nephew Brody and my niece Camilla, Being able to go to Camillas blessing, and best of all spending a lot of quality time with my whole family. It was seriously perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5RfQ6bUI/AAAAAAAAATw/BY1H61zJFjM/s1600-h/100_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062991331913026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5RfQ6bUI/AAAAAAAAATw/BY1H61zJFjM/s320/100_1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me holding Camilla for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5Q6kaKRI/AAAAAAAAATo/ehNM8n3XZXA/s1600-h/100_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062981481572626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5Q6kaKRI/AAAAAAAAATo/ehNM8n3XZXA/s320/100_1132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Hayden, and Camilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5QVzo33I/AAAAAAAAATg/wVzyf7ic5K0/s1600-h/100_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062971613339506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5QVzo33I/AAAAAAAAATg/wVzyf7ic5K0/s320/100_1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucker, Hayden, me, &amp;amp; Camilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5PznwrxI/AAAAAAAAATY/WMJXQKqkVvU/s1600-h/100_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062962436714258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5PznwrxI/AAAAAAAAATY/WMJXQKqkVvU/s320/100_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucker and Hayden with Hayden's birthday cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL42ZKgVSI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_gV8k6RTons/s1600-h/100_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062525837956386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL42ZKgVSI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_gV8k6RTons/s320/100_1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its me and Hayden after scarfing down the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL42E2HwVI/AAAAAAAAATI/vzotfG-5hnE/s1600-h/100_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062520383750482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL42E2HwVI/AAAAAAAAATI/vzotfG-5hnE/s320/100_1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and the boys Christmas morning! They were so excited it was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL41of9FcI/AAAAAAAAATA/BJtlRUB61ks/s1600-h/100_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062512774583746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL41of9FcI/AAAAAAAAATA/BJtlRUB61ks/s320/100_1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traditional funny faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL41ca_I8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/hscJNQY4lSQ/s1600-h/100_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062509532521410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL41ca_I8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/hscJNQY4lSQ/s320/100_1142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this picture cracks me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL41JlAWNI/AAAAAAAAASw/cZGlVGYf1kY/s1600-h/100_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062504474269906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL41JlAWNI/AAAAAAAAASw/cZGlVGYf1kY/s320/100_1147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me holding Brody for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL4QfQmJpI/AAAAAAAAASo/CIYrTA9OeTY/s1600-h/100_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288061874639087250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL4QfQmJpI/AAAAAAAAASo/CIYrTA9OeTY/s320/100_1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister-in laws and their cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL4QO4bblI/AAAAAAAAASg/n0S-U1Ej098/s1600-h/100_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288061870242754130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL4QO4bblI/AAAAAAAAASg/n0S-U1Ej098/s320/100_1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family playing monopoly together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3dMWgobI/AAAAAAAAASY/G0qN1RdL__4/s1600-h/100_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060993390289330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3dMWgobI/AAAAAAAAASY/G0qN1RdL__4/s320/100_1181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden, Tucker, Me, &amp;amp; Camilla right before I went to the airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3c1O18BI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tt1OXWp_t-s/s1600-h/100_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060987184115730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3c1O18BI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tt1OXWp_t-s/s320/100_1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Camilla after she was blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3cmcROLI/AAAAAAAAASI/wxmV3YujCW0/s1600-h/100_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060983213897906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3cmcROLI/AAAAAAAAASI/wxmV3YujCW0/s320/100_1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3cftIIZI/AAAAAAAAASA/IA8xA3MnSkw/s1600-h/100_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060981405557138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3cftIIZI/AAAAAAAAASA/IA8xA3MnSkw/s320/100_1174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Richard's family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3cPD_mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/chgx--SLnsY/s1600-h/100_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288060976938064658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL3cPD_mxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/chgx--SLnsY/s320/100_1172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucker and Camilla.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-443797235339686349?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/443797235339686349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=443797235339686349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/443797235339686349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/443797235339686349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SWL5RfQ6bUI/AAAAAAAAATw/BY1H61zJFjM/s72-c/100_1125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-4083836800131816300</id><published>2008-12-20T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:13:24.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week on the floor!</title><content type='html'>Well I was definately not looking forward to this week at school. I have been stressing out so much because I was scared to deathe to cut hair. Wel didn't have a ton of practice on cutting so I felt really incompatant with my ablilities. My first day on the floor, I had a men's hair cut. I was scared for my life but it went really good and turned out really well. I was s glad I had a client that first day because I didn't want to have to stress or worry for the next day or so til I got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I had a wonen's hair cut. Oh my was I nervous. I was never really taught how to cut short hair so I was going to crap my pants if I had to do a short cut. Well she finally came and I went to get her. She wanted an A-line cut and I was so nervous. I asked my instrucrtor to help me out a bit. She came over and was so helpful. She started me off on one side of the base and I did the opposite, I had her check before I got started to make sure I would have a good guide to go off of. It was good so I continued. I had her check one other time before I got to the front of the hair. She was such a big help for me, I am a complete rookie at cutting layers so again she showed me on one side and I had her stay and watch me for the second side. I'm glad she stayed because I was just a big help! The cut was finally finished and it turned out so good! She really liked it and she tipped me 10 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wednedsday and Thursday we got to play around a little bit with color. We colored mine and Anna's hair on Wednesday and Thursday we did Nicholes. It was fun to practice on eachother with mixing and applying color. I really enjoyed that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Friday rolled around and we didn't have anyone elses hair to do so we had to take clients. I had a women's hair cut at 10 and I was once again freaking out. I was getting myself all worked up for nothing. The client I had just came in a few days ago for a perm. She just wanted it thinned out a little bit. I had Deb (an instructor) come over and show me what to do. I went and washed her hair and came back and went to work. That was a really fun experience! I enjoyed doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing on the adgenda for the week was our test. Needless to say I got a 100%  on it and I was relieved to be done with the first week of school. It was a great learning experience and I had fun even though it was nerve racking. I think it was juts because I'm so ready to come home for a bit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-4083836800131816300?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4083836800131816300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=4083836800131816300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/4083836800131816300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/4083836800131816300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-week-on-floor.html' title='First week on the floor!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-4522948953374001975</id><published>2008-12-20T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T10:56:20.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing!</title><content type='html'>Well he snow days are here now. It was a long ime coming so I hear but I'm really glad it took so long! It is such a change for me to be surrounded in snow. It really isn't as bad as I thought it would be. The city of Provo does a pretty good job keeping the main roads plowd and salted so its ok. I thing I'm handling the driving part too, my lil Pontiac G6 is for sure a trooper! It gets me through anything so far, I'm so glad I made the change in vehicles. Well here are a few pictures of me and Anna in the snow, I'm pretty sure this was the first snow day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iS0bT4I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wkTYD3w9bkQ/s1600-h/n678382056_1605509_1126%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281945597352038274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iS0bT4I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wkTYD3w9bkQ/s400/n678382056_1605509_1126%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iJxsl0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/dC2FcVgVrUk/s1600-h/n678382056_1605508_844%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281945594924668738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iJxsl0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/dC2FcVgVrUk/s400/n678382056_1605508_844%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iLg46LI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/s1qieSVmKQ4/s1600-h/n678382056_1605507_498%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281945595391043762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iLg46LI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/s1qieSVmKQ4/s400/n678382056_1605507_498%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3062271326505456884-4522948953374001975?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4522948953374001975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=4522948953374001975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/4522948953374001975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/4522948953374001975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/12/smowing.html' title='Snowing!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SU09iS0bT4I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wkTYD3w9bkQ/s72-c/n678382056_1605509_1126%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-2305422833306563343</id><published>2008-12-10T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:53:14.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>Well everyday at school we have a theory class and today for some reason we got out a little early from it and we didn't have to be back to school for an hour or so. We decided to take a lil road trip to Anna's house, which is just up the street a few blocks from school, and play. We decided to long board a little bit and just have fun! It was definatly a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpYt4dXNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tiFNhjwh3NM/s1600-h/n627295842_1587559_8309%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278405005376576722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpYt4dXNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tiFNhjwh3NM/s320/n627295842_1587559_8309%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes it's December and yes I'm wearing shorts! I'm an idiot I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpSdp4cBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5smCdMfcsMs/s1600-h/n627295842_1587558_8059%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278404897941254162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpSdp4cBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5smCdMfcsMs/s320/n627295842_1587558_8059%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, this is probabaly the only thing I can jump over cause I'm so short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpSNiOlVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZRy5akn6cMA/s1600-h/n627295842_1587554_7042%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278404893614183762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpSNiOlVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZRy5akn6cMA/s320/n627295842_1587554_7042%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me longboarding! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpR-ZpB1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/YnAp2WLRKnY/s1600-h/n627295842_1587548_5578%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278404889551636306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpR-ZpB1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/YnAp2WLRKnY/s320/n627295842_1587548_5578%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thats right, I have a Booty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpRvFockI/AAAAAAAAAPo/wLJ2ILd1Src/s1600-h/n627295842_1587547_5338%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278404885441180226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpRvFockI/AAAAAAAAAPo/wLJ2ILd1Src/s320/n627295842_1587547_5338%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpRbOPtkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0M9TdtNg3uc/s1600-h/n627295842_1587539_3484%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278404880108598850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpRbOPtkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0M9TdtNg3uc/s320/n627295842_1587539_3484%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drivin back to school like good girls do!&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/3062271326505456884-2305422833306563343?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2305422833306563343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=2305422833306563343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2305422833306563343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2305422833306563343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/12/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCpYt4dXNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tiFNhjwh3NM/s72-c/n627295842_1587559_8309%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-9003154822048909799</id><published>2008-12-10T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:44:32.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Devotional</title><content type='html'>So Sunday my roomate Melissa and her boyfriend Kevin wanted to go to salt lake to see the Christmas Devotional. Kevin's roomate Corbin wanted to go too but didn't wanna be the third wheel. Melissa suggested that I go with Corbin. I agreed and we all went together. We didn't have tickets so we waited in the standby line to hopefully get in. We got up to the top and we were 10 people from getting in and they turned us around and took us to the overflow. It was sad we didn't get to go in but it was still amazin and we had a good time! The lights are so pretty right now too! It's so beautiful, my pictures don't do any justice at all! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmqda3MUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/cJeYcMXTJTo/s1600-h/100_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278402011660235074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmqda3MUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/cJeYcMXTJTo/s320/100_1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmqAR1cmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CuCN4iJ6PB0/s1600-h/100_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278402003837743714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmqAR1cmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CuCN4iJ6PB0/s320/100_1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Corbin, posing with the temple and lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmprXRj2I/AAAAAAAAAPI/4GieEBMcxIU/s1600-h/100_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278401998223413090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmprXRj2I/AAAAAAAAAPI/4GieEBMcxIU/s320/100_1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corbin, Me, Melissa, &amp;amp; Kevin... We're just waiting in the line up in the conference center to get in the doors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmpch_hjI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WZPp0xAjWsw/s1600-h/100_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278401994241836594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmpch_hjI/AAAAAAAAAPA/WZPp0xAjWsw/s320/100_1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin, Melissa, Corbin, &amp;amp; Me... Waiting in the standby line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-9003154822048909799?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9003154822048909799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=9003154822048909799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/9003154822048909799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/9003154822048909799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-devotional.html' title='Christmas Devotional'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCmqda3MUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/cJeYcMXTJTo/s72-c/100_1121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-2741204463727025779</id><published>2008-12-10T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:28:47.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber Party!!</title><content type='html'>So this past weekend, me and Laci and Anna came up with the brilliant idea that we needed to have a slumber party at Anna's house! We decided that it would be so much fun to hang out together and just have a good time! well it got a little interesting! We also thought it would be a good idea to wax my legs! Nice right... Well i would agree with that now but I'm not gonna lie it was a lil paiful! Fun time and a fun sleep over though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCjDEUPgJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ngMsianxWnA/s1600-h/100_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278398036371800210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCjDEUPgJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ngMsianxWnA/s320/100_1106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna, Laci, &amp;amp; Me! Yeah for slumber parties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCjC8TyY6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/9buNIQBUurM/s1600-h/100_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278398034222408610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCjC8TyY6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/9buNIQBUurM/s320/100_1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCinQMwqLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YMGfZFLLFsg/s1600-h/100_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397558525307058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCinQMwqLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/YMGfZFLLFsg/s320/100_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta sip on Capri Sun to take the pain away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCimWmO-wI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Qmy-abz71Ko/s1600-h/100_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397543062895362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCimWmO-wI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Qmy-abz71Ko/s320/100_1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First pull...not too bad!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278398591221302146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCjjXSrA4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/uuk0cInNIFE/s320/100_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Second pull...OUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCil8BEZEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/znFnoBLUTSg/s1600-h/100_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397535927690306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCil8BEZEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/znFnoBLUTSg/s320/100_1094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna had to pull the head light out to get a lil more serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCilYcOT_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/IlJ9--nCp3w/s1600-h/100_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397526377910258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCilYcOT_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/IlJ9--nCp3w/s320/100_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had some nasty long leg hairs!&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/3062271326505456884-2741204463727025779?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2741204463727025779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=2741204463727025779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2741204463727025779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2741204463727025779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/12/slumber-party.html' title='Slumber Party!!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SUCjDEUPgJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ngMsianxWnA/s72-c/100_1106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-5524351452254079917</id><published>2008-11-23T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:24:11.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with Kalie</title><content type='html'>Well Kalie came this weekend and we had a good time. I felt kinda bad cause I had school and work while she was here but things worked out and she hopefully had a good time. We always love taking pictures so here are just a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocSZadzUI/AAAAAAAAANk/LGp5l6nZGBQ/s1600-h/100_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272057416175701314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocSZadzUI/AAAAAAAAANk/LGp5l6nZGBQ/s400/100_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocR8J6ptI/AAAAAAAAANc/A_Zy7QoRH3s/s1600-h/101_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272057408321660626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocR8J6ptI/AAAAAAAAANc/A_Zy7QoRH3s/s400/101_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocRbN0orI/AAAAAAAAANU/7bV8iHRjEM4/s1600-h/101_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272057399479673522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocRbN0orI/AAAAAAAAANU/7bV8iHRjEM4/s400/101_0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocRIIgMuI/AAAAAAAAANM/c1ArQVXpEuc/s1600-h/101_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272057394357088994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocRIIgMuI/AAAAAAAAANM/c1ArQVXpEuc/s400/101_0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-5524351452254079917?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5524351452254079917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=5524351452254079917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5524351452254079917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5524351452254079917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-with-kalie.html' title='Weekend with Kalie'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSocSZadzUI/AAAAAAAAANk/LGp5l6nZGBQ/s72-c/100_1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-5704997799448531190</id><published>2008-11-18T22:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:50:37.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suns Game</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday I had the oppertunity to go the the Suns vs Jazz game up in Salt Lake City. Oh man I had so much fun! I really wasn't supposed to go, but Tahnee had to be somewhere else so she gave me her ticket and let me rock her Nash jersey. It was such a fun game. Since we were in Utah, there werent' many suns fans around so we were some of the select few cheering. Everyone kept giving us dirty looks, but it was all good! We ended up loosing but we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FhcCQ8I/AAAAAAAAANE/qO5yz1qp5PM/s1600-h/000_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270256194945172418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FhcCQ8I/AAAAAAAAANE/qO5yz1qp5PM/s400/000_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake, Me, and Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FY3tHqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Mw90EsWDpfg/s1600-h/000_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270256192645308066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FY3tHqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Mw90EsWDpfg/s400/000_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake, Me &amp;amp; Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FA9J5RI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pyqWACII-OY/s1600-h/000_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270256186225714450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FA9J5RI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pyqWACII-OY/s400/000_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FNLJCHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N0E1Kzna3Qs/s1600-h/000_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270256189505603698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FNLJCHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N0E1Kzna3Qs/s400/000_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent, Me, &amp;amp;  Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3062271326505456884-5704997799448531190?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5704997799448531190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=5704997799448531190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5704997799448531190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5704997799448531190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/11/suns-game.html' title='Suns Game'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSO2FhcCQ8I/AAAAAAAAANE/qO5yz1qp5PM/s72-c/000_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-703640086260852685</id><published>2008-11-16T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:05:06.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons of Fun at School</title><content type='html'>Wow, It has really been a long time since i've put pictures up! Well for those that don't know...School is going so good! I am having such a good time! The girls in my class are so much fun! They aren't the typical prissy girls that I tought they were going to be. I really consider my self lucky! We had a hair show not too long ago and it went really well. We had to get a lot of stuff done for that so it kind of put our learning behind schedule a little bit. We are back in the groove now and things are beter. On friday I had my first hair cut model. I cut my room mates hair and it was just a smiple hair cut but it turned out really good! Tomorrow is my weave model and my friend Tahnee is doing it! I'm really excited! I have really just been having so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdA_OU6FI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Be_BXtAossQ/s1600-h/n627295842_1422248_9739%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454573064742994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdA_OU6FI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Be_BXtAossQ/s400/n627295842_1422248_9739%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather, Kjirsten, Anna, Me, Brittiny, and Laci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdAkqV2ZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/FTkBYHAcCZc/s1600-h/n627295842_1422247_9505%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454565934487954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdAkqV2ZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/FTkBYHAcCZc/s400/n627295842_1422247_9505%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittiny, Laci, &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdAeJxddI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MLM0XSOALYs/s1600-h/n627295842_1422244_8829%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454564187272658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdAeJxddI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MLM0XSOALYs/s400/n627295842_1422244_8829%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittiny, Anna, Laci, &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDc33AnwwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CiJza4txnb4/s1600-h/n627295842_1422243_8603%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454416240952066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDc33AnwwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CiJza4txnb4/s400/n627295842_1422243_8603%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Crooked finger peace sign! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDb0BwdLnI/AAAAAAAAAME/rofrVQ8PW60/s1600-h/n627295842_1422242_8384%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269453250894835314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDb0BwdLnI/AAAAAAAAAME/rofrVQ8PW60/s400/n627295842_1422242_8384%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are very afraid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbzz2CI4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6syB-HZ2_24/s1600-h/n627295842_1422241_8168%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269453247160132482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbzz2CI4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6syB-HZ2_24/s400/n627295842_1422241_8168%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha! We are so excited! Well me and Brittiny are! I don't know what Laci is doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbzU40fXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UapcBQi9l1c/s1600-h/n627295842_1422240_7955%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269453238850321778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbzU40fXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UapcBQi9l1c/s400/n627295842_1422240_7955%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well once again me and Brittiny are on the same page and who knows what Laci is thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbzB7wOjI/AAAAAAAAALs/EeDlDarjRBY/s1600-h/n627295842_1422239_7743%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269453233762351666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbzB7wOjI/AAAAAAAAALs/EeDlDarjRBY/s400/n627295842_1422239_7743%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha! I don't even know what is going on in this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbyFdVu_I/AAAAAAAAALk/091DWbMFz_o/s1600-h/n627295842_1422238_7527%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269453217528658930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDbyFdVu_I/AAAAAAAAALk/091DWbMFz_o/s400/n627295842_1422238_7527%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just happy to be at school!&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/3062271326505456884-703640086260852685?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/703640086260852685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=703640086260852685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/703640086260852685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/703640086260852685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/11/tons-of-fun-at-school.html' title='Tons of Fun at School'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SSDdA_OU6FI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Be_BXtAossQ/s72-c/n627295842_1422248_9739%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-1535910427206142010</id><published>2008-10-21T16:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:12:38.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School!</title><content type='html'>Well today was the first day of school! It was kinda intimidating because I really didn't know what to expect. Right off I met a girl named Laci and she was really fun! We both couldn't believe how prissy some of these girls were. I was so funny to watch what the girls were doing, it was just a comedy hour being there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type of person that doesn't like drama and I just do my best to stay out of it. I have never worked with a lot of girls so this is quite the change being surrounded by at least 30-50 girls there. Its crazy for sure! That girl Laci that I met today was really nice and she hates drama too so I'm quite sure we'll get along perfect!&lt;br /&gt;We got our kits today so that was exciting! I'm going to go through it tonight and make sure everything works properly! Its kinda cool.. We don't actually start classes until 9:00 and we can clock in as early as 8:00. Most girls come in early and do their hair and make up and they get credit for that extra hour they come in. The instructors oked it too! So I think I'll be doing that! I figure I have to get ready anyway, why not get credit for it!&lt;br /&gt;Well thats my first day story and this is a picture of my first day of school. When we were younger, we used to take pictures of us on our first day of school so I decided to cary on the tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5fMuG1lDI/AAAAAAAAALc/F1Ba5NlRWm0/s1600-h/100_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259746086955095090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5fMuG1lDI/AAAAAAAAALc/F1Ba5NlRWm0/s400/100_1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3062271326505456884-1535910427206142010?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1535910427206142010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=1535910427206142010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/1535910427206142010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/1535910427206142010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5fMuG1lDI/AAAAAAAAALc/F1Ba5NlRWm0/s72-c/100_1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-5394864090412435634</id><published>2008-10-21T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:00:15.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Oh man, this weekend was so much fun! It was really short but sweet. My dad got called to be in the bishop brick in the kimball branch. I was really excited for him but sad I couldn't be there. I looked at my work schedule and figured if I could get one shift coverd then I would be able to go home. My friend agreed to pick up my work shift so I decided to fly home. It was so last minute so I wanted it to be a surprise. My mom and dad were the only ones who knew I was coming. Luckily, my mom had a scout meeting that Saturday in Phoenix so she just picked me up at the airport. I came home and just made jaws drop, it was so funny to see everyones reaction when they saw me! I had such a good time seeing everyone and getting a chance to spend a few hours with everyone. I really wish I could have had one more day, it just went entirily too fast! I had fun though! It was well worth the trip before school started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5cFx9qsYI/AAAAAAAAALM/P8T5vpFZhsQ/s1600-h/100_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742669196407170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5cFx9qsYI/AAAAAAAAALM/P8T5vpFZhsQ/s400/100_1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Lil Hayden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5cGa0yE7I/AAAAAAAAALU/TAhC_TW4WKY/s1600-h/100_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742680164996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5cGa0yE7I/AAAAAAAAALU/TAhC_TW4WKY/s400/100_1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Tucker and Hayden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5boBYJY9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/u08u6dnQT4A/s1600-h/100_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742157937927122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5boBYJY9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/u08u6dnQT4A/s400/100_1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucker was wearing his hat and he called it a Patty  hat cause Patty always wears hats like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bpAYQdJI/AAAAAAAAALE/3H8--Xqv6oA/s1600-h/100_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259742174849823890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bpAYQdJI/AAAAAAAAALE/3H8--Xqv6oA/s400/100_1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden playing with the train set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bEPyXYDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hcC2vtnfAkU/s1600-h/100_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259741543330701362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bEPyXYDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hcC2vtnfAkU/s400/100_1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us making funny faces! Chelsey's hair was in the way of Tuckers face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bFP7edrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/h6kvu2QYrDY/s1600-h/100_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259741560548783794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bFP7edrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/h6kvu2QYrDY/s400/100_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden didn't think we were being very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bFnv5weI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0vgSl53eB6g/s1600-h/100_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259741566942691810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5bFnv5weI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0vgSl53eB6g/s400/100_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, Richard and Hayden have the same stupid look on their faces! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5aLIuz4kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wJCQ4AFBVjY/s1600-h/100_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259740562184200770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5aLIuz4kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wJCQ4AFBVjY/s400/100_1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of coarse I stopped by Yamaha and said hi to everyone, this is Houston, Me, and Adam. It was so sad to leave them a second time. I almost didn't want to come back to Provo cause I missed working there so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5aLdPmU5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/P7CiJS_QfBU/s1600-h/100_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259740567690433426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5aLdPmU5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/P7CiJS_QfBU/s400/100_1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of coarse em and my buddy Andy!&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/3062271326505456884-5394864090412435634?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5394864090412435634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=5394864090412435634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5394864090412435634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5394864090412435634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SP5cFx9qsYI/AAAAAAAAALM/P8T5vpFZhsQ/s72-c/100_1051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-6060875894221216493</id><published>2008-10-14T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:12:16.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at The "Y"</title><content type='html'>Well life at the Y has been fun so far! The other night we went up to the base of the Y mountain trail and took pictures. It was really fun! There is a huge gate that has a Y centerd in it, so we took on the challenge and climbed it instead of the actual mountain!  It was so funny to watch everyone climb it and take pictures!&lt;br /&gt;It's starting to get really cold here now so it kinds sucks but I have several cute beenies to sport during the winter season so I'm ready! All together this experience has been fun an believe it or not, I'm actuall enjoying it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5DdMIkNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2YcaQU3i4e8/s1600-h/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241240307011794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5DdMIkNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2YcaQU3i4e8/s400/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Tahnee making funny faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5Dw5WONI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xOpb_gNEr3c/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241245596924114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5Dw5WONI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xOpb_gNEr3c/s400/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent sort of got hung up trying to get to the other side!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5EexV9BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EDn6PXuQmCY/s1600-h/IMG_3718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241257911383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5EexV9BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EDn6PXuQmCY/s400/IMG_3718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tahnee gracefully made it over!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5EvCspEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/c2mgQkcIDIg/s1600-h/IMG_3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241262279140418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5EvCspEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/c2mgQkcIDIg/s400/IMG_3725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I take risks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5FGa_TjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Gx1kZP2tgxc/s1600-h/IMG_3727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257241268555042354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5FGa_TjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Gx1kZP2tgxc/s400/IMG_3727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And come out on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3etUQZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/c0AZz8EErYY/s1600-h/IMG_3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239509469259618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3etUQZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/c0AZz8EErYY/s400/IMG_3651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just me and Tahnee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3e-onuYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FUq-05gEZwc/s1600-h/IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239514118076802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3e-onuYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FUq-05gEZwc/s400/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3fAKif0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/l6tR9qImpYE/s1600-h/IMG_3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239514528776002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3fAKif0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/l6tR9qImpYE/s400/IMG_3656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still sporting Yamaha! Haha! I'm telling you its in my blood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3fg_NDuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/65KPaUSb8Uo/s1600-h/IMG_3670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239523339603682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3fg_NDuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/65KPaUSb8Uo/s400/IMG_3670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent is really tall! He took the picture from above!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3f2rMm_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/KEj-jTi5bGM/s1600-h/IMG_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257239529161268210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV3f2rMm_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/KEj-jTi5bGM/s400/IMG_3677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-6060875894221216493?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6060875894221216493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=6060875894221216493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/6060875894221216493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/6060875894221216493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-at-y.html' title='Life at The &quot;Y&quot;'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPV5DdMIkNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2YcaQU3i4e8/s72-c/IMG_3707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-5197382228894024175</id><published>2008-10-13T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:00:10.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Lobster</title><content type='html'>So here are a few pictures of me in my Red Lobster uniform. I Look kinda silly but you can see what I get to wear to work. So far this has been a fun job. I like the people I work with! They keep me laughing! I have been serving now for 2 weeks, and I'm starting to make some really good money. It was cool, my manager keeps an updated total of sales from the previous day and highlights the top 3. I had my name highlighted twice on there. It was just cool that i'm keepin up there with those who have been serving for a while! Its fun and I enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPO1V5vmZ9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZBn-JpYMLRA/s1600-h/100_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256744577953851346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPO1V5vmZ9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZBn-JpYMLRA/s400/100_1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry, the sun was beaming into the room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPO1V3Y7zDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jTnOl6TjDrY/s1600-h/100_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256744577321913394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPO1V3Y7zDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jTnOl6TjDrY/s400/100_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3062271326505456884-5197382228894024175?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5197382228894024175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=5197382228894024175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5197382228894024175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5197382228894024175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-lobster.html' title='Red Lobster'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SPO1V5vmZ9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZBn-JpYMLRA/s72-c/100_1046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-4323288385158190592</id><published>2008-09-29T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:13:17.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothpaste on the Mirror</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was such a good Sunday at church, I really learned a lot. There were a lot of good testimonies and good lessons taught in sunday school and Relief Society. One story that was told in Relief Society was called "Toothpaste on the Mirror." It was a short story telling how small offences grow large when we dwell on them. It was a story of a mother who was always after her husband for getting splatters of toothpaste on the mirror when he brushed his teeth. This just drove her absolutely crazy because he would never clean it off. This went on for years and years until he passed away. The wife missed him dearly, more than she imagined. Her lovely daughter came and visited her often and upon her recent visit, her mom just looked horrible. The daughter questioned her grief. The mother explained that as she did her first cleaning after her husband died, there was toothpaste on the mirror. She cleaned the mirror, but on the second cleaning day, there was more toothpaste on the mirror. Same thing happened the third and fourth cleaning day as well. The mom realized that all these years she blamed her husband for splashing toothpaste on the mirror for may years, but it had been both of them this whole time. The mom had been so upset about such a small thing and it put a damper on their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot that I learned from this little story. I learned we need to be quick to forgive and how to tolerate small things that dont' really matter in the end. To me it seems like a waste of time to fret on small offences. There are much greater things to worry about than toothpaste on the mirror.  It was a good short story with great meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-4323288385158190592?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4323288385158190592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=4323288385158190592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/4323288385158190592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/4323288385158190592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/toothpaste-on-mirror.html' title='Toothpaste on the Mirror'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-8294144790903923546</id><published>2008-09-28T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:55:41.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in lucky # 8</title><content type='html'>Well sorry this took so long to do, but I finally took some pictures of me and my roomates, along with some random picutres of my room. It has really been fun trying to get to know these girls, they are very talented and have grown to be very special to me. It was a very abrupt change for me to come here and be with people that I didn't know, but so far things have been ok and are working out for the better. I have definately learned a whole lot about life, diversity, and compromise. I know I've only been here a few weeks, but it has been a few weeks of trial and learning! I still know things happen for a reason and people are put in our lives for a reason, now I'm just trying to figure out what that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my roomates! From left to right, we have, Wendy, Jessica, Melissa, Me, Amber, and Jessie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqOrR0WI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hkfawOjR4Jc/s1600-h/100_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251181398333706594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqOrR0WI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hkfawOjR4Jc/s400/100_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqcEiLfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vNqjtCZeXBw/s1600-h/100_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251181401929297394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqcEiLfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vNqjtCZeXBw/s400/100_1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melissa, Amber, Jessica, Me, Jessie, &amp;amp; Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqcBneEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VdJ90r8jvME/s1600-h/100_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251181401917061186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqcBneEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VdJ90r8jvME/s400/100_1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xq9g1qxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/UYZwlQi2x-I/s1600-h/100_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251181410906385170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xq9g1qxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/UYZwlQi2x-I/s400/100_1041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the devine place I rest! My bunk bed! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vveeeswI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mlnxy3zqhFM/s1600-h/100_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251179289451082498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vveeeswI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mlnxy3zqhFM/s400/100_1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm up top &amp;amp; Jessie is on board below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vvbCnbOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uaTw8NLeQWU/s1600-h/100_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251179288528907490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vvbCnbOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uaTw8NLeQWU/s400/100_1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the other side of the room, there isn't a whole lot of room, but this is the other half of my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vvkb8QrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_fd_AvmJYoE/s1600-h/100_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vwDrT9vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zuOeztq4R6o/s1600-h/100_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251179299437016818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_vwDrT9vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zuOeztq4R6o/s400/100_1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/3062271326505456884-8294144790903923546?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8294144790903923546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=8294144790903923546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/8294144790903923546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/8294144790903923546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-in-lucky-8.html' title='Life in lucky # 8'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SN_xqOrR0WI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hkfawOjR4Jc/s72-c/100_1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-6294478483376848654</id><published>2008-09-22T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:18:04.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Hurts the Most</title><content type='html'>I've been carrying an empty heart with me. My heart has been broken, completely shatered to pieces. I feel stuck, I feel as if progression has stopped. I don't know what to do, I don't know how to fix it, I know things can and will work out but the how's and when's are what get me. I don't know how to make maliable hearts or forgiving hearts, I dont' know how to teach people how to build back bridges that have been burned, I don't understand why things happen, I know its for a reason but when does it end, when does hatered stop? It absolutely kills me to know that one thing that I care so much about is disapearing before my very eyes. Love is lost, kindness is gone, the will to forgive is hopeless, hearts have been riped out and stepped on, and all for what.. something that happened almost 4 years ago? It hurts me so much to see unwillingness, disobedience, and selfishness. I know things can and will be worked out and there is light at the end of the tunel, my only question is, How much further do we have to travel to get there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-6294478483376848654?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6294478483376848654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=6294478483376848654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/6294478483376848654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/6294478483376848654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-hurts-most.html' title='What Hurts the Most'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-2414196377980023174</id><published>2008-09-16T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:40:06.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My passion came to an end</title><content type='html'>Well the past few years I have been working for Desert Riders Motorsports, I have put a lot of time and efforts into this company. Upon leaving my job to move to Provo, I had one last request. I wanted to attend the annual Yamaha Dealer Meeting in Las Vegas. I was able to work things out to be able to attend this meeting. I had an amazing time and an unforgettable experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the fabulous Mirage that we stayed it! It was a pretty cool hotel, I enjoyed it! The pool area was so neat also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBNQQib7II/AAAAAAAAAHM/1GSFMp9uuW4/s1600-h/100_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246778507599277186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBNQQib7II/AAAAAAAAAHM/1GSFMp9uuW4/s320/100_0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBMuO-GaKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Lw4BZWjNoFs/s1600-h/100_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBNQPDheEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/K48IITDWTnE/s1600-h/100_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246778507201181762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBNQPDheEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/K48IITDWTnE/s320/100_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few minutes before our first meeting started so we were just taking some funny pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246777111268124770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBL--zJaGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TxPiqmJzFsQ/s320/100_0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBL_LGb_SI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iiR0iI36CLY/s1600-h/100_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246777114570259746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBL_LGb_SI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iiR0iI36CLY/s320/100_0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, this is a story to tell... So Monday night we were getting on the bus to head over to another hotel to watch the Blue Man Show. I sat with Susan and there was an empty seat next to Houston. So a kid came up and sat by him, he was wearing a Yamaha shirt and had a name badge so I knew he was one of the Yamaha Factory Riders. It was Broc Hepler who races for Yamaha on a dirt bike. Houston was in heaven. Well I didn't have a seat next to Houston and Susan because I had to buy my own and it just wasn't close to theirs. I got to my seat and Broc came and sat in my row and was chatting with me a bit. Seats started to fill in a little more and some guys came and sat by me. They were regional managers for Yamaha so it was neat to chat with them for a bit. Well a few minutes later a younger kid and an older man came and sat on the other side of me. It was Thad and Randy. They also ride for Yamaha. They both race in the WNCC class which is just a minor class out door type race. It was such a neat experience sitting with all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBJLGTOqfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QWFMFtzWKIA/s1600-h/100_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246774020905282034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBJLGTOqfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QWFMFtzWKIA/s320/100_1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBInZJB2xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PeC6pEdGcnM/s1600-h/100_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246773407487482642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBInZJB2xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PeC6pEdGcnM/s320/100_0961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy, Thad, &amp;amp; Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBImzbYBuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/wY3ryC5ybS0/s1600-h/100_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246773397363885794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBImzbYBuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/wY3ryC5ybS0/s320/100_0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Broc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Houston in our pit shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBHgeKWOWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qynDSiuEc9s/s1600-h/100_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246772189064477026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBHgeKWOWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qynDSiuEc9s/s320/100_1000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we finished with a meeting we went touring around some of the hotels and we came upon humpty dumpty so we had to take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBG4EH9geI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EU_ypIml7dI/s1600-h/100_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246771494880379362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBG4EH9geI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EU_ypIml7dI/s320/100_1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday after all the meetings and the pool party, me and Houston, as well as a couple from Cochise Motorsports got together with our District Manager and our parts and service rep. We all went out on the town to have some fun! We went to a place called Marguerita Ville. They had a live band and we just hung out and had a good time. I wanted one last picture with the 3 main guys so we took a funny one! After we were done there, we met up with some more district managers and regional managers to have some more fun! It was definately a good time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBFBg10AaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vvb6QwWmkfc/s1600-h/100_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246769458184454562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBFBg10AaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vvb6QwWmkfc/s320/100_1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBEquq2RmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kFXPhfQanL0/s1600-h/100_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246769066759571042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBEquq2RmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kFXPhfQanL0/s320/100_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBErL8zIfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eheluMy1lOA/s1600-h/100_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBEq2NGqLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r1ZXZhNU6YQ/s1600-h/100_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246769068782299314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBEq2NGqLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r1ZXZhNU6YQ/s320/100_1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all was said and done, we bummed around all day Wednesday until we had to go to the airport. My flight didn't leave for another hour after Houston and Susan left. As they were boarding and I gave them hugs, Reality hit me that I was done with Yamaha now. I started to tear up a little bit and saw the two of them off. It was a really sad moment to realize that I was done, that my life and my passion that I had come to love was gone. It never really hit me like it did that day, but I still know that there is a reason that I left the things I love to live here in Provo. &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/3062271326505456884-2414196377980023174?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2414196377980023174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=2414196377980023174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2414196377980023174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/2414196377980023174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-passion-came-to-end.html' title='My passion came to an end'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SNBNQQib7II/AAAAAAAAAHM/1GSFMp9uuW4/s72-c/100_0941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-7045621413228098271</id><published>2008-09-12T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:55:56.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well the day finally came...</title><content type='html'>Well Saturday August 30th was my last day of work. It never really hit me that this was the final day and that I was not going to be coming back to work at Yamaha anymore. Randy and Susan ( The owners) put together a lil going away present for me. They made a memory book and put pictures inside of the album of things that we had done the past 2 and a half years. It was really cool! I left work and it still hadn't hit me that I was done with Yamaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz6d1UMfI/AAAAAAAAACs/VMv-vTtST-E/s1600-h/100_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245272901792575986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz6d1UMfI/AAAAAAAAACs/VMv-vTtST-E/s200/100_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5nhqtsI/AAAAAAAAACc/qTYJJo-g9uM/s1600-h/100_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245272889732112994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5w54ImI/AAAAAAAAACk/7ZhnNkgQsl8/s200/100_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5nhqtsI/AAAAAAAAACc/qTYJJo-g9uM/s1600-h/100_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245272887214651074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5nhqtsI/AAAAAAAAACc/qTYJJo-g9uM/s200/100_0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5nhqtsI/AAAAAAAAACc/qTYJJo-g9uM/s1600-h/100_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz6nrxYzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZAfyiOgKS30/s1600-h/100_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245272904436900658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz6nrxYzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZAfyiOgKS30/s200/100_0890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5w54ImI/AAAAAAAAACk/7ZhnNkgQsl8/s1600-h/100_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz5nhqtsI/AAAAAAAAACc/qTYJJo-g9uM/s1600-h/100_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom wanted all of us to go out to eat Saturday as a going away diner. We ate at chalos and had a good time. We had cake and  had presents for me, David, &amp;amp; Ashley. I was a fun time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245275410795407698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr2MgmNKVI/AAAAAAAAADE/GKdU4CMkz0w/s200/100_0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr983Z-saI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5JVPYUU2Cf0/s1600-h/100_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245283938133258658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr983Z-saI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5JVPYUU2Cf0/s200/100_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr98tdPONI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zRcTAmrtC3Y/s1600-h/100_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245283935462570194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr98tdPONI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zRcTAmrtC3Y/s200/100_0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday spetember 1st came and I packed up my car and started my journey to Utah. I was really hard to realize that the time had finally arrived and I was really doing what I know I needed to do. When I left my house, car loaded full of stuff, Boom... It hit me that I was not going to come back to my house til Christmas, I was so sad. I made the rounds and took pictures with everyone before I left. I was a tough pill to swallow when I was heading out of town. I just kept thinking to myself... Tory what are you doing? You are leaving a job you love, leaving you freinds and family, all for what? A feeling I had? I know and I still know that it was the right thing to do but I just wonder why sometimes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr332a8nYI/AAAAAAAAADk/6AKUH6ARzRk/s1600-h/100_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245277254899768706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr332a8nYI/AAAAAAAAADk/6AKUH6ARzRk/s200/100_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr33UXT5sI/AAAAAAAAADU/d1x4Jk8reDU/s1600-h/100_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245277245757712066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr33UXT5sI/AAAAAAAAADU/d1x4Jk8reDU/s200/100_0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr34CgCnrI/AAAAAAAAADs/LyAPv2HIDXQ/s1600-h/100_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245277258142359218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr34CgCnrI/AAAAAAAAADs/LyAPv2HIDXQ/s200/100_0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr33itsbZI/AAAAAAAAADc/XvOyMtJ60fw/s1600-h/100_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245277249609690514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr33itsbZI/AAAAAAAAADc/XvOyMtJ60fw/s200/100_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr34d5AtMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2j31B31dV7Y/s1600-h/100_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245277265494848706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr34d5AtMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2j31B31dV7Y/s200/100_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr33itsbZI/AAAAAAAAADc/XvOyMtJ60fw/s1600-h/100_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr34d5AtMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2j31B31dV7Y/s1600-h/100_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the oppertunity to stop in Mesa to visit Mike, Dena, &amp;amp; Lincoln for one last time before I left. They took me out to dinner and we watched a movie. I was a really fun time with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr5fQWgF-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/eIzLZkWR8ZY/s1600-h/100_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245279031386970082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr5fQWgF-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/eIzLZkWR8ZY/s200/100_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr5fAtWykI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4t3Cb8Sxzs8/s1600-h/100_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245279027187862082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr5fAtWykI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4t3Cb8Sxzs8/s200/100_0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr5fleYpmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/f_p07Q_K6AA/s1600-h/100_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245279037057181282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr5fleYpmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/f_p07Q_K6AA/s200/100_0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The journey continued to Panaca to visit my good buddy Steve! I stayed the night there in Panaca and got to hang out with his family for a bit. His friends came over that night too, I haven't seen them in years, so it was really neat to see all of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245279890131908338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr6RPbP9vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i3uebt0A9Bg/s200/100_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245279893676163586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMr6RcoRAgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ahx-rRCAgK0/s200/100_0931.JPG" border="0" /&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/3062271326505456884-7045621413228098271?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7045621413228098271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=7045621413228098271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/7045621413228098271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/7045621413228098271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-day-finally-came.html' title='Well the day finally came...'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SMrz6d1UMfI/AAAAAAAAACs/VMv-vTtST-E/s72-c/100_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-3341637702817002021</id><published>2008-07-29T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:59:39.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams do come true!</title><content type='html'>On Friday I received a phone call from the accademy that I wanted to attend and the manager left a message telling me that I was accepted into the cosmetology program! I start October 21st! I am so excited, now I had to tell Andy I am quitting. It was still a very difficult thing to do for me. I didn't tell him that day, or Monday. After a long time coming I finally told him today. He was very understanding and supportive. I didn't even cry, I was so proud of myself! He is very sad and not looking forward to training anyone but it has to get done sometime! Things are still trickling into place for me so thats helpful, everyday its something new and I'm loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-3341637702817002021?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3341637702817002021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=3341637702817002021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/3341637702817002021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/3341637702817002021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='Dreams do come true!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-5743646959444513582</id><published>2008-07-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:44:44.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult is what we hold on to</title><content type='html'>Well to start out, towards the end of November, I had a really distinct impression that I needed to be in Utah. I kept putting that thought in the back of my head so I wouldn't think about it. Time kept creeping up on me and decisions needed to be made. I finally decided that I should just go. I figured that everything will work out if it was supposed to. I applied to BYU and I called my aunt to see if I could stay with her. Nothing seemed to be working out, I then started to feel more and more discouraged. I didn't get accepted to BYU and my aunt really didn't want me to stay with her.&lt;br /&gt;I was stuck. I still strongly knew I needed to be in Utah so I changed routes. I started to look at apartments and I applied to try and get one. I also looked into a few cosmetology schools up there. There is one shcool that I really liked so I applied there. I still hadn't heard from any apartments so I made some phone calls. No luck was found for a while, but I was determined! I called one more place and sure enough, one spot just became open. I sent in my deposit and snagged the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Everything has fallen into place so far, except for one thing. My boss has no clue that I'm making decisions to leave. Most think no big deal right, just give 2 week notice and you're fine...Wrong, completely wrong!&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows how much I love my job, how long I've been there, what I do, that there is only two of us, and that I'm kinda a big deal, then they would completely understand how hard of a task this is. I have been putting this off for almost 2 months now. Andy desirves to know that i'm leaving so he can fill my spot and that I'll have time to help the new girl get up to some what of a par. Haha!  This is one of the most difficult things that I need to do and for some reason I'm just holding onto it. I hate that i'm so much of a coward to tell him this but tomorrow is the day. I am telling him tomorrow! Hopefully! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-5743646959444513582?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5743646959444513582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=5743646959444513582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5743646959444513582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5743646959444513582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/difficult-is-what-we-hold-on-to.html' title='Difficult is what we hold on to'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-5793198589010758925</id><published>2008-07-23T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:17:02.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>Fav book? I don't really have one! Not a fan of reading!&lt;br /&gt;Fav celeb? Probably Will Farell&lt;br /&gt;Fav comedy movie? Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;Fav scary movie? I can't even tell you right now, don't have one I guess!&lt;br /&gt;Fav romance movie? The Holiday&lt;br /&gt;Fav comedian? Dane Cook&lt;br /&gt;Fav game? Phase 10, but for some reason I never have patience to finish!&lt;br /&gt;Fav show? I really can't hold still long enough to watch tv, plus we don't have cable!&lt;br /&gt;Fav artist? Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Fav sport? Soccer&lt;br /&gt;Fav food? Italian or grilled chicken&lt;br /&gt;Fav color?Pink&lt;br /&gt;Fav hobby? Riding my Rhino&lt;br /&gt;Fav animal? I'm not a fan, but I'd have to say a dog I guess&lt;br /&gt;Fav subject? Chemisrty&lt;br /&gt;Fav teacher? Mrs. Hernandez&lt;br /&gt;Fav job? Parts girl @ Yamaha&lt;br /&gt;Fav holiday? Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Fav season? Spring&lt;br /&gt;Fav board game? Life&lt;br /&gt;Fav electronic device? My IPod&lt;br /&gt;Fav cereal? Pops or Golden Grams&lt;br /&gt;Fav cake? Carrot cake with creen cheese frosting&lt;br /&gt;Fav chips? Doritos&lt;br /&gt;Fav gum? Orbit&lt;br /&gt;Fav water? Fiji&lt;br /&gt;Fav family member? No offence anyone, but I'm being honest... Mike! I love them all!&lt;br /&gt;Fav friend? Danni&lt;br /&gt;Fav fruit? Grapes &amp;amp; Apples&lt;br /&gt;Fav vegtable? Broccoli&lt;br /&gt;Fav candy? Kit Kat or Reeses&lt;br /&gt;Fav chore? Taking out the trash&lt;br /&gt;Fav pet? Molly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-5793198589010758925?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5793198589010758925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=5793198589010758925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5793198589010758925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/5793198589010758925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/favorites.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-3123179175057910538</id><published>2008-07-21T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:43:12.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable</title><content type='html'>On Friday night I had the oppertunity to go on a Rhino ride from Queencreek to Pima. It was a long exhausting ride, 17 straight hours of many different types of terrain. We went from irrigation farm roads to dirt roads to rocky roads to just plain rock. Things i saw on this trip were so amazing that I can't even describe them. I had the best time of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225512247514861186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SIS_tAKTjoI/AAAAAAAAABE/kQO9Wtha2Ao/s320/100_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When Adam's Rhino broke down, we went into the nearest town and filled up with gas. I'm standing next to a Kawasaki Teryx sportin Yamaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225513244510225314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITAnCQhg6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Lexbus2sLrc/s320/100_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ronnie had continuous problems with his Rhino so everytime we stopped to fix it we took funny pictures. This is Laine, Me , and Shilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225514795120609186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITCBSu2R6I/AAAAAAAAABc/RfQRyqHcjaM/s320/100_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dawn started to break and we were a few hours behind due to break downs and getting lost. We were finally on track and from this picture we are headed to the saddle in between the two mesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITDBrePkVI/AAAAAAAAABk/7QcK-oaUX8g/s1600-h/100_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225515901273477458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITDBrePkVI/AAAAAAAAABk/7QcK-oaUX8g/s320/100_0798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are approaching the top of the saddle and the view is absolutely amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITEPJsRRsI/AAAAAAAAABs/N-903zTTq6w/s1600-h/100_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225517232235300546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITEPJsRRsI/AAAAAAAAABs/N-903zTTq6w/s320/100_0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally made it to the top of the saddle! It was a long ride to the top. For at least 10 miles, we had to go 6mph or slower using four wheel drive climbing rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITFBSDe7pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZusjdHLs5GY/s1600-h/100_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225518093473607314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITFBSDe7pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZusjdHLs5GY/s320/100_0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's the crew at the top of the mountain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITF3hjrOuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/o7p8b3Y8UEE/s1600-h/100_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225519025348098786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITF3hjrOuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/o7p8b3Y8UEE/s320/100_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an idea of most of the terrain we were ridin on, it was intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITGty3wcjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Q0A3E7rasnA/s1600-h/100_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225519957708665394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITGty3wcjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Q0A3E7rasnA/s320/100_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We killed so many rattle snakes on the way, I was real brave and got the rattle off of one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITH2bqpebI/AAAAAAAAACM/c9Kst5UH12k/s1600-h/100_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225521205610117554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SITH2bqpebI/AAAAAAAAACM/c9Kst5UH12k/s320/100_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the crew! Last stop before the home stretch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-3123179175057910538?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3123179175057910538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=3123179175057910538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/3123179175057910538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/3123179175057910538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/unforgettable.html' title='Unforgettable'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SIS_tAKTjoI/AAAAAAAAABE/kQO9Wtha2Ao/s72-c/100_0758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-3175291367926695060</id><published>2008-04-21T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T13:37:25.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-65.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1657324662881752677&amp;amp;site=widget-65.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1657324662881752677&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-65.slide.com/p1/1657324662881752677/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLQvxArtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui-5swAe6Ho/s320/100_0649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLQ_xAruI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4-hh56NkKOA/s1600-h/100_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191747963306684130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLQ_xAruI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4-hh56NkKOA/s320/100_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLRfxArvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ESgI2uw_zjI/s1600-h/100_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191747971896618738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLRfxArvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ESgI2uw_zjI/s320/100_0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLRvxArwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qqfGzmPo74E/s1600-h/100_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191747976191586050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLRvxArwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qqfGzmPo74E/s320/100_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLSPxArxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mlipZHBnfoQ/s1600-h/100_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191747984781520658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLSPxArxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mlipZHBnfoQ/s320/100_0667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This trip to Utah was absolutely amazing! It was a long drive but we had such a good experience! We had the oppertunity to attend both morning sessions. Saturday was an unforgetable session! We were able to take part in sustaining President Thomas S. Monson as the prophet. Everytime a new group stood to sustain the prophet, I got chills all over my body, it was amazing! Sunday session was really good too! The tabernacle choir did a lillte preformance before the confrence and it really invited the spirit in! It was such a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Later that night we went to Provo and hung out with some friends. There were quite a few of us from EA that were able to get together and have fun! It was fun to take a walk down memory lane with all of them! I can't wait til next conference!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-7903122113032584557?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7903122113032584557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=7903122113032584557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/7903122113032584557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/7903122113032584557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/conference-2008.html' title='Conference 2008'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vlkot8XqtRI/SAzLQvxArtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ui-5swAe6Ho/s72-c/100_0649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062271326505456884.post-6405714178671097873</id><published>2008-04-21T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:36:40.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally made it!</title><content type='html'>Well its been a long time coming, but I finally made it! All of my siblings have a blog and I felt a little left out so I had to create one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3062271326505456884-6405714178671097873?l=torymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6405714178671097873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3062271326505456884&amp;postID=6405714178671097873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/6405714178671097873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3062271326505456884/posts/default/6405714178671097873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-finally-made-it.html' title='I finally made it!'/><author><name>Tory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440960233692677238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
