<?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-342545165195989305</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:34:54.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Channing's Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-834502339107164352</id><published>2012-02-01T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:40:10.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody I once knew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not much more I can say about that title, but I felt the need to blog this issue out as well. So don't worry if you think you are out of the loop on what I say. Just know I am just blogging it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn't really think time, change, or stupidity was something I dealt with all that well, but I could give my self a pat on the back for the way I recently handled a situation. I don't always do it with the best class or I don't always do it with the best attitude, but in this situation I rose up and handled everything like a champ. I conquered all three of those things. I dealt with time as if it was only a small fraction of the problem, and I dealt with change as if there was nothing I could do about it, and I dealt with stupidity by realizing I was better than that. I listened to the stupidity and I laughed but as I reflect on it, I personally think "WOW". I could add more words after that but I don't need too. This situation caused me to call one of my best friends and talk for an hour, sat on the floor talking to my room mate, and called my dad and heard his input, and most people who know me, know that I am an independent person. I usually can make my own decisions and act on them, but in this case I was calm and just needed to bounce the idea off peoples heads. I couldn't be more grateful for the time they took out of their day to listen to me. I think most of them told me that I had it all figured out. Im sure one of my really good friends looked at me all day yesterday and today feeling as if something was going on in my brain. But it wasn't. I was able to get on with my life and forget about this issue all together. Which I thank my faith and ultimately the people around me who support me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So my moral of this post is listen to your self, sometimes you have the exact answers you need, you just need to slow down. I am still blown away by all this, as I acted completely different than I ever would of, and somehow I am happy with that. So I guess I get to say that time- you are really of the essence, and change- you can be the best thing or the worst thing, and stupidity- you ultimately reminded me of my self worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I conquered these three things and I'm not looking back............ at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-834502339107164352?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/834502339107164352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=834502339107164352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/834502339107164352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/834502339107164352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2012/02/somebody-i-once-knew.html' title='Somebody I once knew.'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7611412669547057805</id><published>2012-01-27T20:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:40:48.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Saying goodbye to a GREAT missionary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yxo5b4vjAX0/TyN8DWLF8wI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oUDbF3rwSDQ/s640/blogger-image--1382172225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yxo5b4vjAX0/TyN8DWLF8wI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oUDbF3rwSDQ/s640/blogger-image--1382172225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't comment on how great we are looking, Kelsey and I had early morning class and this was not our shower day! haha (inside joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/342545165195989305-7611412669547057805?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7611412669547057805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7611412669547057805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7611412669547057805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7611412669547057805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2012/01/besties.html' title='Besties!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yxo5b4vjAX0/TyN8DWLF8wI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oUDbF3rwSDQ/s72-c/blogger-image--1382172225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-8571854669209689480</id><published>2012-01-27T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:35:08.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honorable Men in Black!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think I am so overwhelmed with emotion right now that the best thing to do is blog it out. I watched this youtube video that had to do with missionaries coming home (I will post the link) and I watched these MEN who left as boys come down this escalator, they are dressed in black suits and they have the world at the bottom waiting for them. WHAT can be a better feeling for a mother than to stand there and watch their son come down the escalator and know that they just served a worthy full mission? I know that I had two amazing brothers in my life who served worthy missions and I remember standing there waiting for my brother Jim to walk into the airport. I was young, but I remember watching my whole family cry and hold on to him. I did experience this with my Grandparents as well, and I did have a ex-boyfriends serve a mission. So I have had a lot of the missionary experiences, but I would never change them for the world. This work is undeniable.  I don'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;t know anything else that is more selfless than giving up two years of their lives to serve the Lord. I know that I will strive each day to have that feeling as a mother and to ensure my son understands the important work that is to be done. I hope you take the second to watch the youtube clip. It will bring on emotion, much the same as when military men come home. If you know that the military men are out there supporting your country and you support them, please take in to consideration the men out there serving our All Mighty Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQcSGVmXKNQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQcSGVmXKNQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am so glad I have the opportunity to support the Missionaries and get to benefit from their undying dedication and undeniable spirit they bring. Keep up the work Elders. I loved having the opportunity to help one of my non-member friends come unto christ, and I am willing to continue to  spread the word. It was the so rewarding for both of us and the feeling I got was indescribable. I hope I can help more find this happiness as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-8571854669209689480?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8571854669209689480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=8571854669209689480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8571854669209689480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8571854669209689480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2012/01/honorable-men-in-black.html' title='The Honorable Men in Black!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-5867912877693833162</id><published>2012-01-25T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:36:10.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit &amp; Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So in my friends (k-dog's) blog, she posted about an amazing experience we had and I think that I will go ahead and let all my blog readers hear about how I felt during this time. We participated in a Church tour, which the Missionaries set up (and anyone who knows me, I love missionary work) So I decided that I would like to go on a tour and see what exactly they prepare. I brought along my friend (k-dog) who is also a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. We participated in walking through the church going to different rooms in the church and we learned about the apostasy, but the next room was the most spiritual room I have been in. We walked into a class room that had soft music playing in the back ground and had pictures of Jesus Christ on every chair that surrounded the room and and every wall and chalk board were covered with numerous pictures of Christ. There were pictures from his birth all the way to his resurrection  and so forth.  I was the first person to walk in to the room and as I stepped into the room I froze, everyone after me passed around me as I stood in AWE of the spirit in the room. In all four corners of the room they had round tables with multiple sets of scriptures opened and mark for you to read. As I stood in the center of the room and looked at all Christ has been through I began to cry quietly to myself. I sometimes or most times complain about little things in my life that drag me down and I begin to feel as if I cant take anything else. However, after I walked out of the church tour I remembered how blessed I am to understand that my problems are little in comparison. I am so thankful for my family who took the chance when they heard the true word of Christ and how that has continued to be a strong part of my family and my parents who raised me up in the church. I will never forget the amazing feeling I felt that day and how I appreciate the amazing work the Elders do. I am so glad that I am able to have them in my home to share a lesson and to feed them. They truly are elect men of god. K-dog and I did have to say goodbye to Elder Truman today and I know he will continue to bless others lives and those people will feel of his amazing spirit and love for his savior. His companion will continue to serve here in West Lethbridge YSA and we will continue to benefit from his dedication to the savior. Although goodbyes are always hard for me, I find it hard to say good bye to the amazing spirit which they bring. My testimony strengthens every time, and I love hearing about their investigators and making sure the are fed. I have contemplated serving a mission but as I ponder and pray on that idea I know that I am exactly where I am supposed to be and as well as getting the blessing of missionary work by being available to help them teach non-members or setting them up with non-members. I also am working with out of my less active friends and I watched her receive a blessing and the spirit that was in that room brought us both tears. I would never pass up these amazing chances to participate in the Lords work and bring others the happiness that I have. The moral of my story is all those members out there who have Elders in your wards, you are lucky. Learn from them, and support them as they strive to carry out the Lords work. I personally could not tell you have my life has been blessed as I continue to be a tool for the Elders. Spread the love and the Lords words, someone out there is waiting.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-5867912877693833162?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5867912877693833162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=5867912877693833162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/5867912877693833162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/5867912877693833162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2012/01/spirit-goodbye.html' title='The Spirit &amp; Goodbye!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-2324496574370103431</id><published>2012-01-11T00:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:50:15.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never thought my blog would come in handy, but with it being the easiest way to write down my thoughts, I think I will make an effort to update it more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in my last semester of nursing (can I get a whoop whoop) and have a lot of plans for my future! I'm excited for the days to come. I'm excited to start to earn money and stop living off the government and my parents, but what I'm more excited about is to move away and experience some more life! I love Lethbridge but it's a big world out there and I need to live it up. So I am looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots have happened in my life over the last while, I ran my first half marathon and I finished with so much energy! I love running it takes me far away from the current world and for the time I am running, I'm in my element! So I continue to keep up the healthy eating and of course have my heart set on another half marathon! (I will update you soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure miss my Nieces and Nephews and hope I can make a trip to see them all soon! Well it's a random post but it is an update! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-2324496574370103431?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2324496574370103431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=2324496574370103431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2324496574370103431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2324496574370103431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2012/01/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless night!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-8440746106930391329</id><published>2011-10-15T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:41:49.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Funny when you have a life, how you forget out the blogging world. Okay, I don't have an exciting life, I have a busy day that happens 7 days a week and starts again without a day off. I think I have come to terms with the fact that I officially have to call this my life for the next 7 months and then I am free. I can't wait to be free, I need my friends, and my social life. My schedule revolves around my text books and it is pretty dang sad if you ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So I guess lets catch up, I am in my last year of school, Nurse Channing is on her way. It has been such a awesome experience. I have wanted to quit this last year, but anyone who knows me knows I will show them who is boss. I put on my big girl panties and hit the books and decided I don't need a social life. I am so happy lately, something has changed in me. I have found a lot of happiness by searching for it and finally enjoying little things in life. I also found a person who is amazing, and really makes me laugh all the time. I mean not just a little ha ha, a full on throw my head back, laugh so hard I cant breath type of laugh. (I know you can all picture it). I am not implying anything, but I finally know what I have in my life and its so amazing to share it with someone who thinks the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am not writing this to tell you I have a BF or that I am going to get married (Cause that is not true) but I am going to tell you that I found a best friend in a place that I thought I never would. Serving (and completed) a mission in this area over 8 months ago, and baptized my friend Chantel, and completed his mission and since he has been home we have talked constantly. Which is weird, cause lets be honest I just got done telling you I have no time for anything, but I do have time to talk to him. He pushes me, he makes me want to beat him in everything, he makes me want to be a better me, he dishes out compliments like it is his job, never lets me give him one with out giving one back. It just makes me smile to know that sharing the gospel brought him into my life, a act of service, brought me someone who I truly cherish. I got to see his dedication while he served, and I look back and I amazed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also with in my busy schedule signed up for two classes of institute and one of which is a marriage class (insert laugh here), but if i can be completely honest, it is AMAZING. There is a lot of things that are misunderstood or just plain old not understood that can been answered in this class. I attend it with one of my BESTIES- Kelsey. I love attending this class with her, she and I feed off each other and I know we have both taught each other a lot. Both in school and testimony. After all what do you rely on when everything else seems to be falling apart? I know who I turn to, not just in times of trials but in my times of happiness. I know at this point in my life the big M word is what I am supposed to be working for and I know this. I am not saying I know 10000 of men who want to marry me, but I needed to find out who I am, and I say that cause I put a lot into a relationship prior and lost it. So I needed to go on dates and date people in which I don't fall for but at-least I would be able to find out what I am looking for, cause how do you find it when you are completely lost.  So this last year has helped me grow so much, and love who I am and I know I can do anything. I guess once you find it in you to believe in yourself, you will find others who believe in you too. Just have to get up and find out who you are and others will too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A little quote I like to keep in my head is you will never find anyone who is a 100% right for you, you will find some one who will do. (this sounds like it is harsh,or that it doesn't believe in love, but read it again. it is true, no one is 100% made for you, there is always , "but they will do").  I found it hard to process at first but then I found out there is give and take (you cant like everything about the other person) and if I think the perfect man is coming along, I am wrong. I want the person who is my best friend, who knows what I am like at my worst, best, and stressed, this person can then sit down beside me and support me instead feeling like they have never seen this side of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Didn't mean for this post to be so long and unorganized but now at least you can have a little taste of what my head is like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-8440746106930391329?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8440746106930391329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=8440746106930391329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8440746106930391329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8440746106930391329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time.......'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-4852660864553361762</id><published>2011-07-30T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T16:23:00.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE: Scrubs, moving, and I can DRIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pj587D-DZQ/TjSOQ8zxxeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1DNv3fLG5XY/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pj587D-DZQ/TjSOQ8zxxeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1DNv3fLG5XY/s320/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635285455599683042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-AQcmWETyU/TjSOQt6Ep1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/crj3MKO9Ucc/s1600/photo-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-AQcmWETyU/TjSOQt6Ep1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/crj3MKO9Ucc/s320/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635285451599554386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So major update, I am in the middle of moving and I move in 15 days. I have a dinning room full of labeled, organized, color coded boxes. Okay, okay I didn't color code them but they are all organized. Chantel (roommate) recently bought a new house in Copperwood and for my last year of nursing I will rent a room from her. That way I don't have any ties at the end of the year when I graduate and I will be free to go to the states or where ever my heart desires. On to DRIVING, as of 12:00am on July 30th I was able to drive, but I worked a double shift last night, 16 straight hours, but did i mention double and a half time. So since I worked last night, I came home and slept and then headed down to pay the stupid reinstatement fee. After all was said and done I ran out of the office waving my license and doing a dance. I felt like I just got it for the first time. Now on to scrubs, I have or I guess had a huge scrub collection but due to recent events such as liposuction (kidding) I had to donate three garbage bags full. It was a sad time, but not as sad as fitting into sizes you didn't know existed. So I promised I would update the Blogger World, I know I am not dressed in normal clothes, but nothing really fits and I am off to the states for a week and I will be shopping like crazy. Which I don't think I will shop like crazy crazy because lets be honest I am not where I want to be, but a number is just a number its how we feel right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-4852660864553361762?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4852660864553361762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=4852660864553361762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4852660864553361762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4852660864553361762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/07/update-scrubs-moving-and-i-can-drive.html' title='UPDATE: Scrubs, moving, and I can DRIVE!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9pj587D-DZQ/TjSOQ8zxxeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1DNv3fLG5XY/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-5242796314735348690</id><published>2011-07-19T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:12:32.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5AvxeyFvRo/TiXdQXtKs3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZlYqIuTFniw/s1600/photo.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5AvxeyFvRo/TiXdQXtKs3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZlYqIuTFniw/s320/photo.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631150182407779186" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5AvxeyFvRo/TiXdQXtKs3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZlYqIuTFniw/s1600/photo.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its update time, I basically am now starting to feel great! I am able to introduce all sorts of veggies and fruits into my diet, as well as different kinds of meats. I know it sounds crazy, but it consumes my life. Everything and anything I do revolves around my "Fitness" routine. At 10:00pm at night is my running time ( only because it is so hot out now ) and then at 11:00pm I am a situp machine, and I use this handy dandy AB Lounger, its amazing. I had some friends over and I said lets see how can do the most at one time with out a break. Needless to say, NO I didnt win! It was sad for me, if anyone knows my competitive side. I was told that I am obsessed, I don't know if I would take it that far, I know my inner self and I still a true fat girl, but who said that a fat girl couldn't love her outer self? I guess who knew how much eating great would make you feel great! I know that I have lost all sorts of cravings as, my family came up to Canada and my mother had all sorts of goodies, and yummy food around and I of course was sad and wanted to eat my face off, but in the end I didn't. Chantel's mom also came for a visit and our house was full of ice-cream, diet pop, candy, chips, hotdogs and all sorts of summer foods, but it was fine with me. I really found foods that I love and things I can make that make me feel full longer, and I feel great about my decisions. I hope no one takes this blog as rude, or preachy but I am documenting my thoughts and progress so I can look back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5AvxeyFvRo/TiXdQXtKs3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZlYqIuTFniw/s1600/photo.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You will notice that the top picture my face is chubby ( fat, full, puffy, etc), this picture was taken in may when I received the Wyoming sweater I am wearing from a special someone;). The next one is when I was in vegas. The reason I wanted to pair these pictures together was to see exactly what I have lost in my face. I have hated my as I carried a lot of weight in it, but now i am starting to see what it is I have under all the chub! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_2wce5vbxE/TiXb4O_K9JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-0BUkVYamW0/s320/photo-1.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631148668238886034" style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; 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color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;update the world of bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4D11ia_HFc/TiXdQxa9e0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/py6Hg-BuDyQ/s320/pBS1A.tiff" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631150189310737218" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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/342545165195989305-5242796314735348690?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5242796314735348690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=5242796314735348690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/5242796314735348690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/5242796314735348690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-great.html' title='Feeling Great!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5AvxeyFvRo/TiXdQXtKs3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZlYqIuTFniw/s72-c/photo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7595988937834632914</id><published>2011-07-13T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:51:12.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for the skinny stomach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are not prepared to see chub- a - lub, please leave my blog now! This is my before picture taken in April while I was visiting in washington. I will not write on here my starting weight but if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r6t0fr2JMhQ/Th5UTWMx4VI/AAAAAAAAAHU/p_TsTbIklXQ/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629029275613126994" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;you have eyes you would be able to tell by the picture! I think I was about 80 pounds soaking wet in this picture........ NOT!&lt;/span&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;This picture below was taken while I was in VEGAS. I am defiantly not at my goal weight but I thought I would document what I was before and what I was( at this point, anyways). This was taken in June around the 20th I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mLNuk3JW7Ts/Th5UToPJesI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mwKTrVoY20g/s320/100_1646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629029280454900418" /&gt;                             &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3ddqbki-sU/Th5YHLLWCVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/M1ZVD4Ch9o8/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629033464542398802" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;This picture is as of July 13, I once again am not at my goal weight but I am working towards it.  I wanted to make this post to document my progress and to allow me to see how far I have come! I am so thankful for my friends and families support. I will keep this updated, and seriously that first picture, I cant believe I actually posted it, and for those who will ask, no I did not photoshop any of those pictures, all the chub is honestly mine. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-7595988937834632914?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7595988937834632914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7595988937834632914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7595988937834632914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7595988937834632914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-for-skinny-stomach.html' title='Not for the skinny stomach!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r6t0fr2JMhQ/Th5UTWMx4VI/AAAAAAAAAHU/p_TsTbIklXQ/s72-c/IMG_0712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-989915098087542085</id><published>2011-05-06T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T12:34:00.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>49 days of SALAD!</title><content type='html'>Well I am sure that the title of this post says it all. I have officially began my summer get back into shape madness.  All my medical tests came back great and so I am on the way to a slimmer me. I knew I was going to write this down and keep track of my progress, but what better way than on my blog? This way you can all scream at me if I want to cheat. So I have called my diet "Wrap it or Rack it" (i should copy write this). Basically no heavy crazy carbs, lots of fruits and veggies, and tons of water. I am on day 5 and feeling awesome, even had a 11pm run with my friend brittany last night (she is the one, that came to boot camp with me last year, and we are going again. YEAH) Here is a look at my food intake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;br /&gt;B: Smoothie- one vanilla (low fat) yogurt), blueberries- fresh or frozen- as long as nothing is added to them, and a scoop of slim fast. I used my magic bullet, mixed it up and it was GREAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: an apple and a few almonds- I wasnt really hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: SALAD- ice berg lettuce, crasions, cut up apples, cut up pears, and calorie wise POPPY SEED dressing. - you can add croutons and mozzarella cheese to this salad, but I with held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water intake- 2300ML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;B: Same as above smoothie- but added fresh strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Celery and peanut butter- again not that hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: SALAD- (i had to work evening and i had all the fixings already for the above salad, so I grabbed it and went.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water intake- 2600ML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;B: One strawberry yogurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Grapes, and cucumbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: 4oz chicken breast with a green bean mixed salad ( is it a salad with out lettuce)- i used green beans, onions, mushrooms- and used a drop of olive oil and MRS. DASH for seasoning and heated it up in a frying pan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water intake- 1100ML- I was slacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: I woke up at 11ish so I combined breakfast and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:SALAD- ice berg lettuce, spinach, apples, strawberries, black berries,  with strawberry vinaigrette dressing ( SO FREAKING GOOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: VEGGIE WRAP- I used onions, zuchinni, mushrooms, yellow and green pepper and sauted them up, got a spinach wrap (just one) filled it with veggies, folded it over and grilled it on my george forman grill. This was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water intake- 2000ML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: One vanilla yogurt, blueberries, strawberries, one scoop of slim fast- Love this smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: One hard boiled egg and a few black berries- random i know, but it was tasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: ( I work tonight so I have prepared this already) COBB SALAD- ice berg lettuce, spinach, peppers, carrots, cucumbers, about an ounce of chicken ( seriously- just a little) and a boiled egg- just the whites. Now it is the dressing that can make it or break it so I will probably go with italian, as it is lower in calories than ranch. This is sad cause I love ranch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water intake- in progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what my week has looked like. I also have incorporated physical activities, such as zumba (which I have for the WII), going on runs, walks, walking the mall, sit ups, going to the gym and also I hit the stairs again... I love the stairs, I am sure this is why I have a rock hard butt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously feel great, and i have not even needed something sweet, but I researched it and if you are craving something sweet you could have a soda that is made with splenda, and also found a recipe to make your own frozen yogurt- basically just using vanilla yogurt and fruit- blending it together and freezing it. Sounds so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post a picture of my fridge soon and you will notice fruits and veggies cut up and in containers, this has been so helpful to me, cause when i open the fridge it is already ready for you, you can just grab it and feel good about it. Well off to shower, got to go to work soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-989915098087542085?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/989915098087542085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=989915098087542085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/989915098087542085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/989915098087542085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/05/49-days-of-salad.html' title='49 days of SALAD!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-1485794209166215870</id><published>2011-03-11T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:04:07.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always there...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zvLRDeX4h4E/TXqqXODNtKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z6HvbyiYS3A/s1600/DSCN0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zvLRDeX4h4E/TXqqXODNtKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z6HvbyiYS3A/s320/DSCN0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582962003964441762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 25 Thank you's to my MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for being a hard worker and giving me all that you could. 2. Thank you for letting me make a mistake or two. 3. Thank you for being my friend even when I was rude 4. Thank you for being you. 5. Thank you for giving the greatest family I could ever ask for. 6. Thank you for yelling at me when I skipped school. 7. Thank you for showing me how strong I could really be. 8. Thank you for supporting in everything I did. 9. Thank you for giving me that "freeze the room" scowl when I was out of line. 10. Thank you for allowing us to have an open relationship, which resulted in you knowing everything (sorry) 11. Thank you for giving me 90210 bangs when i was a child. 12. Thank you for dressing me in one piece outfits at the age of 6. 13. Thank you for playing and singing to rock and roll music on saturdays mornings. 14. Thank you for laughing when I cut my own hair twice, and never learned. 15. Thank you for giving me family vacations that will always be dear to my heart. 16. Thank you for letting my second home be Kalispell. 17. Thank you for always approving of my friends, even when you knew better. 18. Thank you for allowing me to buy a car at the age of 15. 19. Thank you for making me into a hard working, money making machine. 20. Thank you for teaching me my self worth. 21. Thank you for teaching me how to cry at a drop of a hat. 22. Thank you for being one person I can talk to everyday. 23. Thank you for being proud of me. 24. Thank you for showing me that I can do anything. 25. Most of all thank you for being there when i succeed, fail, laugh, or cry. Having a mom like you makes me the luckiest girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-1485794209166215870?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1485794209166215870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=1485794209166215870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/1485794209166215870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/1485794209166215870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/03/always-there.html' title='Always there...........'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zvLRDeX4h4E/TXqqXODNtKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z6HvbyiYS3A/s72-c/DSCN0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-8591883372773522244</id><published>2011-03-06T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:05:54.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog, my thoughts!</title><content type='html'>Caution: thoughts that I needed to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two questions, One: Have you ever noticed that people around you alter there lives to look perfect? I am not saying I dont do it, but I have noticed lately that some people find it necessary to completely lie to them selves to ( I guess) seem perfect to the world. I am not sure why this is happening to the extent that it is, everyones lives are different and we all know that we are not perfect, and although we strive to be, it is obvious when people try over board in this department. I am more or less needed to let who ever may read my blog know that its okay to make mistakes, its okay to have arguments, its okay for something to seem completely un-normal to the world but be normal to you. Its okay to have different styles, different views, and religions, but what it is not okay to do in my opinion is lie to yourself that completely changes the way you understand the purpose of making mistakes and learning from them. Making the same mistakes over and over is a direct reflect on your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: Do you remember any or just one of your friends that you would do anything for and yet to this day mean almost nothing to them? I am being very wise with my word choice, as i am sure everyone out there who is reading this will think it is them, but if you have a doubt then maybe there is some changing that needs to occur. Not saying in mine and your relationship but even outside relationships that you may have. I find it sad to know friends who seem not to care about you or your feelings. I know that I have in my life been this person, but for the most part I say how I feel and i don't allow anyone to alter my feelings or walk all over me, but in my past i have. I do think about this from time to time, cause if you asked me right now who would be my best friend in which I would want by my side during all the happy times and especially the bad, I could not tell you. That to me has caused me some hurt, but i have chosen not to dwell on that. As I have been taught to forgive and forget, but is it okay to feel like I have exceeded my quota in that department? I don't know if this is making sense or if you think that i am PMSing but regardless take a look at your friendships, which ones are worth the good fight and help you stand in holy places at all times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a reflection that happened on my drive back from calgary, it helped me realize that the people I allow in to my life will really impact my life and on that note I have to give a shout out. Number 1: To my sister Joni, for realizing that she is worth more than she will ever know. Number 2: To Chantel, for strengthening my testimony as she allowed me to join in her new journey in joining the LDS church! Number 3: To Kelsey, to someone who understands, and who listens. Number 4: to my dad, the person who can make a phone call into a conversation, and understands trials! I am completely am thankful and filled with love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-8591883372773522244?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8591883372773522244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=8591883372773522244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8591883372773522244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8591883372773522244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-blog-my-thoughts.html' title='My blog, my thoughts!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7617019701430107843</id><published>2010-09-22T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:04:16.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye easy Septmeber and Hello crazy October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTFGX7pCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jxaGam6-omY/s1600/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTFGX7pCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jxaGam6-omY/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519815640371405858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTE7AVD5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/I2ZRubU6cQw/s1600/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTE7AVD5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/I2ZRubU6cQw/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519815637319618450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTEejmSyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NYOMmakHbHs/s1600/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTEejmSyI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NYOMmakHbHs/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519815629682920226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that I have been back in school for almost a month, I though I should catch you all up on my craziness. I am loving school but it is sure expensive, boy am i glad for student loans but oh boy I am now a frugal shopper. ( yes, my sister leslie will love me ever more for this) but this is not easy for me. I guess i could still live my same old life style but I have been surprising my self on how amazing i can be with a budget if i wanted too. To put my school expensives in perspective let me explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books= $ 789.23&lt;br /&gt;Uniforms= $ 143.30&lt;br /&gt;Stethoscope= $ 133.80&lt;br /&gt;Blood Pressure Cuff= $ 58.78&lt;br /&gt;Tuition= $ 2308.98&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the total of all that is $ 3434.09 and lets not all say oh, wow that is cheap because that is my expensies just until DECEMBER, and then at that time i will have to start again. But hey I am not complaining, (lol) just trying to maybe get sympathy votes. I am grateful to the government of alberta for issuing me a loan and giving me some grants, but i may start a petition that will state Channning Lyndsae Olsen will not have to pay back her loans as long as she shall live. I think I really will have a chance with that. I have included some pictures of my books, my stethoscope-(which is a bubble shape were the picture is so the camera makes it look like that but it is all even in real life, I love it) and dont hate the picture of me, i just got in from the gym. So just enjoy my busty-ness or lack of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is all until next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-7617019701430107843?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7617019701430107843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7617019701430107843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7617019701430107843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7617019701430107843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-bye-easy-septmeber-and-hello-crazy.html' title='Good bye easy Septmeber and Hello crazy October!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TJpTFGX7pCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jxaGam6-omY/s72-c/IMG_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-4363673381759780021</id><published>2010-09-01T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:05:45.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>So it officially has become school time again, and I am not going to lie I wish it was still summer. Although I can not complain as I have been very busy with road trips and california trips and just really enjoyed my summer. But school is for me, so I go back on the 7th. I currently as writing this from my night shift, and my last night shift at that. Or lets say my last shift in my full time position. I am now a student with a student loan and a casual job. So that means I can hit the books, gym and institute and have a normal life again.. I will miss my job dearly,I have some great friendships, but also have met some horriable people and those ones I am glad to leave behind. I am now drama free for a while. I am excited and love that I am one step closer to my goal as a nurse. I sure cant wait. my dream is my passion and my goal is to achieve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY for school starting in septemeber.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-4363673381759780021?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4363673381759780021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=4363673381759780021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4363673381759780021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4363673381759780021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-school.html' title='BACK TO SCHOOL'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-2271891438071890647</id><published>2010-07-23T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:21:20.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHKdHGmGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FxulUfFih_4/s1600/100_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHKdHGmGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FxulUfFih_4/s320/100_1175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497214171353618530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHKFAzKpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XMcKUksMMdQ/s1600/100_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHKFAzKpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XMcKUksMMdQ/s320/100_1231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497214164884728466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHJkzEeOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/14kz0cJqtLk/s1600/100_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHJkzEeOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/14kz0cJqtLk/s320/100_1236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497214156237207778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG7IzrEnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Lud922HXkcQ/s1600/100_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG7IzrEnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Lud922HXkcQ/s320/100_1145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213908205376114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG6ZmZNoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vg4bMpfXCyw/s1600/100_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG6ZmZNoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vg4bMpfXCyw/s320/100_1143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213895533213314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG5up_c0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/8vE_AZLHM-c/s1600/100_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG5up_c0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/8vE_AZLHM-c/s320/100_1134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213884005577538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG5OcJkpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uysXiI403JA/s1600/100_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG5OcJkpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uysXiI403JA/s320/100_1133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213875357586066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG4nm-_aI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3kMo0_SSOuY/s1600/100_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoG4nm-_aI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3kMo0_SSOuY/s320/100_1131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213864934047138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGZzAfShI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RS4k4V7AoKU/s1600/100_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGZzAfShI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RS4k4V7AoKU/s320/100_1102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213335417866770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGZdirigI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XG7V5wRo5ek/s1600/100_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGZdirigI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XG7V5wRo5ek/s320/100_1071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213329655695874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGYJ744FI/AAAAAAAAAFI/mpTKtIuEnhQ/s1600/100_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGYJ744FI/AAAAAAAAAFI/mpTKtIuEnhQ/s320/100_1055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213307212849234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGXpH4krI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7YQtqeISux8/s1600/100_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGXpH4krI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7YQtqeISux8/s320/100_1042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213298404790962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGXGEWBqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/O4FF61zctPY/s1600/100_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoGXGEWBqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/O4FF61zctPY/s320/100_1049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497213288994703010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFtincA4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/TSrptIO3Q6k/s1600/100_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFtincA4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/TSrptIO3Q6k/s320/100_1036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497212575103583106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFs2whmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uiTTaM_2fd4/s1600/100_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFs2whmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uiTTaM_2fd4/s320/100_1030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497212563330537698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFsqIQqyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hvGIhbqZU8c/s1600/100_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFsqIQqyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hvGIhbqZU8c/s320/100_1031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497212559940430626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFsB7Lj8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/YsrFw9nsXrk/s1600/100_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFsB7Lj8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/YsrFw9nsXrk/s320/100_1028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497212549148151746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFrrPuHfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q8XZG_AQNyo/s1600/100_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoFrrPuHfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q8XZG_AQNyo/s320/100_1029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497212543060286962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did it again, I took a awesome trip to San Pedro, California. My days consisted of Sun, sun, and more sun! We did lots of amazing fun activities.. We visited the one and only Disney Land as well as the famous Getti Museum. We also took a tour of a new museum called the Skurball Culture Center, Very cool place! It is the learning center of Noah's Ark. They took quite a few religions story of Noah's Ark and created it into a children's learning play place.. It was worth while for sure... We also spent time in the pool, I found lots of games to entertain the children in the pool, as i soaked up the rays in the lounger chair. Although I had to jump into the pool every 10 minutes to cool off. I honestly have been so blessed to be in the Jacobs Kids lives... I have been watching them since josh was about 6 months old, He is now 12. It is so amazing to see what personalities they have now. They are a treat to have in my life. Never a dull moment. I have over the years developed the name Nanny Channy and it has stuck.. I am the wonderful person who cleans up, feeds them, and occupies there time. All because I love it.  I love the time i spent with Stacy, Troy, Josh, Marlee, Taylor, and Nick in california and over the years...... Hope you enjoy the pictures, they are full of laughs, love and true freindship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-2271891438071890647?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2271891438071890647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=2271891438071890647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2271891438071890647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2271891438071890647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/07/california.html' title='California!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TEoHKdHGmGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FxulUfFih_4/s72-c/100_1175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-37948322843136584</id><published>2010-05-28T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T15:39:25.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammie J</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TABEIHQfvCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b62GevWUATc/s1600/DSCN7943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TABEIHQfvCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b62GevWUATc/s320/DSCN7943.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476452053060402210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Grammie J, and one of the best Grammie's known to man. I am so proud of her and think about her often. She is 92, ninety two years old and is planting a garden. not even just planting a garden she is a host, she hosts about twenty of our family member at one time and about three times a year. She truly is a blessing in our lives. She is always there and hardly asks for anything. I have been blessed to grow up next to her and my grandpa. She has always has chocolate covered almonds and fresh garden peas. As well as makes the best home made buns. My grandma is amazing, and I am so happy to be apart of her life. I called her to wish her happy birthday in January and just hearing her little voice reminded me or her strength, her wisdom, and her undying faith. She is always a treat to talk to and can make any situation better. I am here reminiscing about her and now wish i could head to Mountain View to play a game of crib. She is the crib master. Doo doo dit doo! Love ya Grandma J!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-37948322843136584?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/37948322843136584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=37948322843136584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/37948322843136584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/37948322843136584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/05/grammie-j.html' title='Grammie J'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/TABEIHQfvCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b62GevWUATc/s72-c/DSCN7943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-3401514625187827307</id><published>2010-05-28T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:35:33.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple!</title><content type='html'>I am guessing my blog is in need of an update. I am always so busy reading everyone else's blogs I seem to forget about mine. I have really been touched by this Family's blog I follow she is with out a doubt an amazing mother and has all these ideas and inexpensive ways of keeping her house a home and her self busy. She truly finds joy with the simplest pleasures and just being at home. I used to be a compulsive buyer and would always buy everything new and I would buy it even if i did not need it. However she has changed me, I find the hidden potential in things i have. Rearrange, reorganize and some time re-paint. She always has a heart of gold, she always ties the gospel or some spiritual thought. Reading her blog has now become an addiction. I look forward to it. I guess I want to say, that life is simple, and it can stay that way if we remember we can find simple pleasures. They just have to be uncovered. Thanks Family blog you have engaged me in simple joys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-3401514625187827307?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/3401514625187827307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=3401514625187827307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/3401514625187827307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/3401514625187827307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple.html' title='Simple!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-2359127719497958226</id><published>2010-04-18T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:39:56.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a great semester!</title><content type='html'>I am done the winter semester! YAY.... Well lets not say I am completely done it. I still have one final to write on tuesday for Anatomy and Physiology! So right now I should be studing for it, however I have taken a break to update my blog. Which I should apologize as I have neglected it over the last few months. However working a full time job and school has pretty much consumed my time, even ask my family or friends I have become a hermit. I am sad about it, I feel disconnect from the world however I will be so happy when I am done! I have met a lot of amazing people in my classes and have truly enjoyed it! I am also greatful for awesome Profs who care about your future. I dont think I experienced that in a teacher in my yonger years, besides my favortie teacher Stacy Jacobs!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to share this with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assisting a resisdent the other night and she looked at me and said you have beautiful teeth, are they artifical?? I replied with a No, 5 years of braces and some whitening strips have given me this smile, well it is better than my red gums she replied. She then gave me a hug, as i went to turn out the lights she said you have a lot to learn. I turned to her and just looked at her facial expression. She then added, you can go the distance. I stood there for a second and then walked out. I have thought about that and realized that I should share this message. We all have a lot to learn, life is a learning curve, however dont give up you can go the distance. I am not sure if this resident picked up on my over stressed, no sleep, body. But what ever it was I now know I can go the distance. I can handle a little stress and a can give it my all. After all I have a lot to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-2359127719497958226?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2359127719497958226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=2359127719497958226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2359127719497958226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2359127719497958226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/04/end-of-great-semester.html' title='The end of a great semester!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-2018534221498928686</id><published>2010-04-09T03:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T03:51:48.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few quotes!</title><content type='html'>Lately I Have been on quite the quote kick, so I thought I would share so of them with you. I plan to show you what craft I am making with all these quotes when it is done. But until then enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just because she helps others doesn't mean she wont need help*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is going to chase you around and then she is going to leave you and at that exact moment you are going to realize you should of let her catch you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Take love and give it your all, it grows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One dream, is enough hope to bring all hurt to an end*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get back on blogging track, however school and a full time job take up most of my free time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-2018534221498928686?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2018534221498928686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=2018534221498928686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2018534221498928686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2018534221498928686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-quotes.html' title='A few quotes!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-1753287081435129548</id><published>2009-12-19T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:26:43.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Great Laughs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy151GRFiUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ciMNjyY-UWU/s1600-h/P7050229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy151GRFiUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ciMNjyY-UWU/s320/P7050229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119879918881090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy150kjMJYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZtI5RQgiUu0/s1600-h/P7020137_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy150kjMJYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZtI5RQgiUu0/s320/P7020137_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119870868006274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy150N5za1I/AAAAAAAAADs/9O0BEDvENac/s1600-h/P6010357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy150N5za1I/AAAAAAAAADs/9O0BEDvENac/s320/P6010357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119864788839250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy15zkQeJvI/AAAAAAAAADk/Tf1xmFmwUoY/s1600-h/P5250289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy15zkQeJvI/AAAAAAAAADk/Tf1xmFmwUoY/s320/P5250289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119853609625330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turned on my computer tonight and I decided that I would look through my I - Photo library and I came across these pictures. Yes, they are random however, they made me laugh......... The first picture is a picture I took myself after Nikki was done my toes. I have to say nothing feels better than fresh painted toes. I could have a pedicure everyday if NIkki would let me. But she wont, so I have ugly toes right now.... You do good work Nikki, thanks! The second picture is a picture that was taken at Karlene's house. This is what Karlene did to my hair, need I say more?? This is what a friday night looked like to us. We loved our comfy clothes, some kind of movie, and apparently putting my hair is tiny pig tails. This picture will always make me laugh. I don't think i need to say much about the next two pictures however, John and Kelly have the craziest faces, I am not sure if i just had my camera at the perfect time or if these face are that of which they pull all the time. However needless to say these perfect memories brought my laughs today and I wanted to share them with you guys! ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-1753287081435129548?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1753287081435129548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=1753287081435129548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/1753287081435129548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/1753287081435129548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-great-laughs1.html' title='4 Great Laughs!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sy151GRFiUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ciMNjyY-UWU/s72-c/P7050229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-9014326259774844245</id><published>2009-12-18T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:46:46.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>So I spent my morning at the college preparing myself for next semester, following that i decided to come home and relax. as i turned on the TV to watch Season Four of Prison Break I began to notice floors, carpets and windows that could be cleaned. I started striping my bed and doing laundry and just plain old cleaning. I then decided that it was the Christmas season and i should start some baking. So I decided i would make some Muddy Buddy's (leslies recipe) and Toffee. It all turned out really great. I will be taking some to my neighbors as well as the girls at work. I started thinking more and more as I was baking and I decided I need a change! I am not sure what kind of a change or what exactly needs to change but i know that i will need to do it soon. I am in a comfort zone and I need to spice it up! As you can tell this blog is nothing to serious except that today was a day to myself and I completed a lot. However hopefully my next post will be something more positive, maybe the change I made.  As for now I am going to go run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-9014326259774844245?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/9014326259774844245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=9014326259774844245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/9014326259774844245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/9014326259774844245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts.html' title='THOUGHTS'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7343540883721350720</id><published>2009-12-15T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:42:36.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWX4BlLeI/AAAAAAAAADc/NtnqfZgTwD8/s1600-h/100_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWX4BlLeI/AAAAAAAAADc/NtnqfZgTwD8/s320/100_0846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415673520089017826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWXZM-1JI/AAAAAAAAADU/zuRoU-PjbyE/s1600-h/100_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWXZM-1JI/AAAAAAAAADU/zuRoU-PjbyE/s320/100_0834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415673511815337106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWW9Pk3GI/AAAAAAAAADM/VHb-J4wBwrE/s1600-h/100_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWW9Pk3GI/AAAAAAAAADM/VHb-J4wBwrE/s320/100_0829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415673504310025314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWWjKr2YI/AAAAAAAAADE/0bW2ag5vxBE/s1600-h/100_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWWjKr2YI/AAAAAAAAADE/0bW2ag5vxBE/s320/100_0822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415673497310189954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWWAiCuTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sQrFDK1cEhc/s1600-h/100_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWWAiCuTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sQrFDK1cEhc/s320/100_0821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415673488012917042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Jacobs' Family 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas happen on December 12th this year for us Jacobs'. We were blessed this year to share Christmas with my brother Jim and sister in law Leslie. Not only did we get to spend it with them but niece Tralee and Nephew Hunter! There personalities were a great addition to our Christmas spirit. Tralee added new words to my vocabulary, we are a lot like each-other, we just make up words and they seem to stick. Hunter is thee happiest baby ever. Always smiling and laughing, a perfect fit into the family. I guess I felt or I need to or wanted to write a blog on Christmas because this year even though we had it on the 12th of December we had family spirit. We had our Grammie Jacobs over on both Friday and Saturday and we enjoyed great food and games. No one hardly left the house we just enjoyed every ones company. I used to think, oh another Christmas come and gone. But the process of preparing a Christmas is hard work. With no one living at the parents house except the parents, I should really add what a great host our Mom and Dad ( Judy and Ross) were this year and not just this year every year. Mom (Judy) was amazing she had all the food planned out and was great with the kids. Dad (Ross) is always the entertainer. Always getting the crib games going and transporting Grammie J from her house to ours. They both worked extremely hard to have the basement set up for everyone, as they are still in renovation mode from the summer. Everything was just great. My brother Jim also made the most beautiful bathroom vanity anyone has ever seen. That man is extremely talented. Christmas morning was amazing everyone around the trees in the basement and enjoyed watching peoples expressions opening there gifts. I would have to say my favorite gift of all was sharing that day with my family. I hope my other brothers and sisters who get to share Christmas with Mom (Judy) and Dad (Ross) will enjoy it as much as we did. I know this Christmas I learned Christmas is not a date, it isn't  the 25th of December that matters, you could have it in July. It is the  Spirit and thankfulness of the season in your hearts and surrounded with your loved ones that makes Christmas, Christmas. Merry Christmas to all! As it is the best time of year. Thank you Jim, Leslie, Tralee, Hunter, Nikki, Mom, Dad, Grammie J, and Cammi Christmas was a blast because of all you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-7343540883721350720?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7343540883721350720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7343540883721350720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7343540883721350720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7343540883721350720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SyhWX4BlLeI/AAAAAAAAADc/NtnqfZgTwD8/s72-c/100_0846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-2412247084705023060</id><published>2009-11-30T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:15:31.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting in a  couple weeks, it is just in november it gets busy with birthdays and especially mine. On friday the twentieth Dallas, Me, Ken, Chantel, Andrew, and Brityn went to The Keg Steak house and enjoyed a proper dinner. It was also Andrews birthday on the 20th and mine on the 24th so we combined our birthdays! We got around to opening presents and I opened an Ipod touch from Chantel, and 2 hour massage from Andrew, perfume, movies and gift cards. It was such a great time. Also on my birthday tuesday the 24th I had cupcakes, cards and flowers delivered to my door. I just couldn't ask from a better birthday or friends to celebrate it with. My family came in later the week and we enjoyed dinner together at Osho's sushi shop! I just think i was lucky enough to spend me birthday enjoying everyones company! Thank you so much for all the wishes! Pictures to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-2412247084705023060?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2412247084705023060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=2412247084705023060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2412247084705023060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2412247084705023060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-8273346577345272442</id><published>2009-11-24T00:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:38:13.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratefull</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-8273346577345272442?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/8273346577345272442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=8273346577345272442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8273346577345272442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/8273346577345272442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/gratefull.html' title='Gratefull'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-898934977619617452</id><published>2009-11-13T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:31:17.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricanes Game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sv0m_Xk4HMI/AAAAAAAAACo/vee-ggyERmk/s1600-h/13942_208231514941_500709941_4161201_7566523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sv0m_Xk4HMI/AAAAAAAAACo/vee-ggyERmk/s320/13942_208231514941_500709941_4161201_7566523_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403517998016765122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday we bundles up and headed out to the hurricanes game! It was a lot of fun. The reason why i posted this picture is because this is the outfit i was wearing and at the time, we had a guy by the name of Chris, who was not all there in the head i am sure, he came down to where i was sitting and asked me for my number. I replied with i usually don't give out my number but i will take yours? He then said well it is 911 cause i am smoking hot! I bursted into laughter but the look on his face should me he was serious. He then said is there anyway you would want to come out for a bite to eat after the game........... and after a long pause added hunny? once again I couldn't hold it in, before i could answer he kept them coming. You have a beautiful smile. How come someone like you doesn't have a man? oh my before i thought i was going to die of laughter I decided I would tell him i have a boyfriend, and the look on his face about killed me so i then told him my friend Chantel was single and i would move over so he could sit by her. Needless to say she hated me for it but it was so funny. by the end of the game he was standing in front of my and I said good bye to him and he said can i please have your number? I like you he said. So I said sure and I gave him Chantel's number. HAHA He wanted to make sure i gave him the right number so he asked Andrew a boy who was with us and he agreed that was my number. Chantel has no idea we gave him her number..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-898934977619617452?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/898934977619617452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=898934977619617452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/898934977619617452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/898934977619617452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurricanes-game.html' title='Hurricanes Game!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/Sv0m_Xk4HMI/AAAAAAAAACo/vee-ggyERmk/s72-c/13942_208231514941_500709941_4161201_7566523_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-5640651510435395406</id><published>2009-11-07T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:42:35.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night, today, and this evening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvY-E8NeV_I/AAAAAAAAACI/dxsnPKwfv3k/s1600-h/13942_204052819941_500709941_4117598_3459130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvY-E8NeV_I/AAAAAAAAACI/dxsnPKwfv3k/s320/13942_204052819941_500709941_4117598_3459130_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401573057680529394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvY-Eq8kvVI/AAAAAAAAACA/Y8UeAZhngBI/s1600-h/13942_204052674941_500709941_4117597_7339831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvY-Eq8kvVI/AAAAAAAAACA/Y8UeAZhngBI/s320/13942_204052674941_500709941_4117597_7339831_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401573053046242642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night we had some friends over and played some massive guitar hero, we brought down the house. I of course don't play on hard or expert but sure enough graduated to the medium player category. After we decided that we couldn't stare at the T.V any longer we all jumped in the car and headed out to the open road for some random destinations. It all started with coaldale, it seems easy enough to get there but we started on a gravel road on the west side and ended up there. From there I decided to go see the correctional center and jail. it was crazy, i thought it was huge but then i remember i saw Utah's state penitentiary and realized it was small. From there we decided to hit up Park Lake, so we made our way down the road and when we reached there we decided to take back roads and ended up over by paradise canyon. So as a result we pretty much touched the four corners of our city. There was no point to it really but Chantel, Ken, Andrew and I decided it was in the fun we were going to have getting there. We got home about 5am and it was definitely time for me to sleep. I woke up this afternoon, yes thats right not morning after noon and right away got started cleaning,dusting,mopping, sweeping and of course laundry. I decided i would cook Aunt Sherrie's famous hamburger soup, so i began chopping and frying and added it all in the crock pot. After my cleaning was done I decided i would whip up some Red Lobster biscuits and serve those with the soup. I just finished up cleaning up supper and have to say it was delicious, and there is left overs for tomorrow. As of now the calgary flames are playing and I am going to go cheer them on, and after that we are about to rock out to Band Hero, it is the brand new game of rock band and guitar hero combined.................. I hear some FREEEEEE FALLLINGGGG song calling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-5640651510435395406?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/5640651510435395406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=5640651510435395406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/5640651510435395406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/5640651510435395406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-night-today-and-this-evening.html' title='last night, today, and this evening...'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvY-E8NeV_I/AAAAAAAAACI/dxsnPKwfv3k/s72-c/13942_204052819941_500709941_4117598_3459130_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-4292037740132384522</id><published>2009-11-05T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:23:13.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaylene, Ryder, &amp; Skylee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6W1kdEfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MPGkEqQ-978/s1600-h/100_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6W1kdEfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MPGkEqQ-978/s320/100_0667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400794910903046642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6WSfk3LI/AAAAAAAAABw/rEiyPZiuFgQ/s1600-h/P4120271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6WSfk3LI/AAAAAAAAABw/rEiyPZiuFgQ/s320/P4120271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400794901487344818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6WLZidSI/AAAAAAAAABo/014hhGX-3yc/s1600-h/P9120774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6WLZidSI/AAAAAAAAABo/014hhGX-3yc/s320/P9120774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400794899582973218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures, these are my best friends kids. I pretty much have been there through Jaylene and Ryder's baby days. I pretty much adopted them as my own. I also have on more than one occasion told Karlene (mom) that I get her kids if anything happens to her. Karlene got married 2008  and welcomed another beautiful baby in to there lives, her name is skylee, she truly is a miracle baby. I guess i wanted to post something about these amazing kids cause I have to see them grow up and now am seeing them grow up over face-book. Just like my own nieces and nephews. I have been attached to these kids from the day they were born. I most times call them my own. I just want them to know that I love them and just cause Aunty Chan Chan is not around as much as i used to does not mean i dont love them. I dont think that i am emotionaly stable cause i am crying as i am writing this blog. I would do anything for these kids as they are undeniably amazing children. Karlene and Karim are blessed to have such beautiful children in there family..... Just a memory that makes me laugh when i think of them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaylene- I heard her singing at the top of her lungs one day so i decided to peek down stairs to see what it was she was singing and as i peeked through the stairs i saw Jaylene's leg wrapped around a pole and her head thrown back singing " hey hey you you I dont like your girl friend" and i just bursted out laughing......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryder- first this kids has or had a fasination of sitting right on my face if i was ever laying down and when you sat he would not hold still her would bounce up and down right on my face. I didnt think it was so funny but he thought that it has hilarious and just to hear his little laugh was precious. Also with ryder since he was probably a day old i drilled into his head Chan-Chan and no i was not the first name he said but the day he called out my name in the car was a happy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skylee- My memory of her is when i held her for the first time, i knew i was holding a miracle baby. She has made a amazing recovery and I am so glad as she is a great addition to their family. I cant wait to get more memories with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say these children have been a major part of my life and i hope that will never change... Love you Baby Jay, Ryder Roo, Sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-4292037740132384522?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4292037740132384522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=4292037740132384522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4292037740132384522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4292037740132384522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/jaylene-ryder-skylee.html' title='Jaylene, Ryder, &amp; Skylee'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvN6W1kdEfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MPGkEqQ-978/s72-c/100_0667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-1292785669878523375</id><published>2009-11-04T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:26:34.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTrasrNuI/AAAAAAAAABg/gk2wWPlqsnA/s1600-h/P7040473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTrasrNuI/AAAAAAAAABg/gk2wWPlqsnA/s320/P7040473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400470908536829666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTrLS4oZI/AAAAAAAAABY/IfBnit3mkVo/s1600-h/P7020165_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTrLS4oZI/AAAAAAAAABY/IfBnit3mkVo/s320/P7020165_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400470904402125202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTCVwlMGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l5Wv-p9_8Tg/s1600-h/100_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTCVwlMGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l5Wv-p9_8Tg/s320/100_0689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400470202836398178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJS1eMZbZI/AAAAAAAAABI/4rqnfxwSTl4/s1600-h/100_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJS1eMZbZI/AAAAAAAAABI/4rqnfxwSTl4/s320/100_0601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400469981762252178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJSlYEPddI/AAAAAAAAABA/im53OuPnLxU/s1600-h/100_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJSlYEPddI/AAAAAAAAABA/im53OuPnLxU/s320/100_0242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400469705239524818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJRzIWJirI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ngNNdcXYfVc/s1600-h/P7040448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJRzIWJirI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ngNNdcXYfVc/s320/P7040448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400468842026207922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of.  You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;To: Sue, Ade, Leslie, Cassi, Joni, Cammi, Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Sisters are one of life's many treasures, ones that are taken advantage of, but still there when life falls apart. They are molded so nothing  surprises them. They know how to fight back when someone has upset them and they no how to apologize when they have done wrong.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;When mom and dad don't understand, a sister always will. A dedication to my sisters, wishing we all could be together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-1292785669878523375?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/1292785669878523375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=1292785669878523375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/1292785669878523375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/1292785669878523375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/sisters.html' title='Sisters...'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvJTrasrNuI/AAAAAAAAABg/gk2wWPlqsnA/s72-c/P7040473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-6292840462448250755</id><published>2009-11-03T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:42:08.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VAY-KAY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvDbuXEyogI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1T_8wmeaEaY/s1600-h/100_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvDbuXEyogI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1T_8wmeaEaY/s320/100_0792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400057542731801090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvDbuBruWVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-v9B_lYL65w/s1600-h/100_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvDbuBruWVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-v9B_lYL65w/s320/100_0752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400057536989518162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So on sunday we drove up to calgary with intentions to see Aerosmith live and ZZ Top opening up for him. After driving the streets of calgary getting some what lost we found our destination. The concert was at 4pm and we arrived at 3:40pm to an empty parking lot. So we had to make phone calls after phone calls and find out what was happening. We found out Aerosmith rescheduled and it will not be until later in november. So we (chantel and I) decided to make a VAY-KAY out of it. I know calgary is not that far but we decided to stay the night and just have fun in calgary. I was driving and if anyone has driven with me I sing and dance at the top of my lungs while in the drivers seat. So i was just enjoying my time away for work. We both work at St. Therese Villa and love our nursing jobs, so us going to calgary was a vacation to us. So we hit three malls and spent about $400 dollars alone in lulu lemon, and once again if anyone knows me they know that lulu's are my passion as well. I own a lot of them. it is an addiction.  Then we decided to hit up Flames Central and walk the streets of down town calgary. it was pretty. They had Christmas lights already up and and we decided to start snapping pictures. We then checked into our hotel and decided to hit up a movie. We went to the Famous Players Theater and watch Couples Retreat, then returned to our hotel room and had some dancing and then we crashed. I was the first asleep but how ever i worked saturday morning from 7am-3pm and then return back at work at 11pm that night and worked till 7am. Then when i arrived home after worked we showered and headed to calgary so i was a tired girl. The next morning we hit up two more malls and a country decor store that i love and headed home to be a work for 3pm. It is a fun adventure and was able to snap these shots......... Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-6292840462448250755?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/6292840462448250755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=6292840462448250755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/6292840462448250755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/6292840462448250755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/vay-kay.html' title='VAY-KAY...'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7o5JaAvdCa4/SvDbuXEyogI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1T_8wmeaEaY/s72-c/100_0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7851215867980420280</id><published>2009-11-02T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:55:40.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it is november.......</title><content type='html'>So it is november.... i guess i was right when i said it was going to be november before a new post. Well i am officially becoming a Nursing ... I fell in love with my job and have learned so much i am completely passionate about my job.... each day at my job is a challenge, excitement, fast, on going learning, but all in all it is an absolute life changing job. I love being able to be in someone's life and knowing i am doing everything possible to ensure each-day comes. I experience death numerous times and I cant wait until i can experience the birthing as well... As for love life. it is going... I have met tons of amazing people and have gone on dates but i enjoy them being in my life as my friends for now, i am just so busy with work and school i just like to have them to turn to when i need fun instead of adding to my list.... i know it is a dumb way to look at it but i am giving my job my all as i know it will be rewarding...  I guess that is really all. i am still working out, not as intense as i used to but i am still shedding the pounds.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-7851215867980420280?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7851215867980420280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7851215867980420280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7851215867980420280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7851215867980420280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-it-is-november.html' title='So it is november.......'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-2661315106606412604</id><published>2009-05-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:58:28.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For some reason I decide to leave months between each post, and i apologize, but at the rate i am going you will get your next update in november. I am on a weekend away in Kalispel, Montana. It is a lot of fun and I am enjoying the shopping. It just does not get any better than states shopping. But I also have enjoyed the weather, For the last two months I have been Running and working out in the freezing cold of the great white north. However today I strapped on my running shoes and hit the running path near some baseball diamonds and started to sweat just from the heat. I enjoyed it needless to say. Something about children laughing, sun beaming, and a open path is exactly what I needed.  I have found my greatest stress relief just from working out. I have a great friend Brittany who also loves to run and we put the Ipods in our ears and run together, stopping to laugh at each other or pushing each other to keep going. If any of you can picture it i often crank my Ipod and start to dance right in the middle of the path and brittany does not shy away, she smiles and jumps on in. It has been truly great to have the pleasure of having her more involved in my life. I also am enjoying my job and have some eye candy, that I have been hanging out with and have enjoyed the company of him as well. It is crazy how life can feel so simple and blissful, but for some reason extremely stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-2661315106606412604?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/2661315106606412604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=2661315106606412604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2661315106606412604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/2661315106606412604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-some-reason-i-decide-to-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-4843964093237808621</id><published>2009-03-21T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:48:04.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life!</title><content type='html'>Well I sat here watching Twilight and all the sudden remembered I had a blog that may need some updating, I have been slacking and so much has changed since the last blog. Well colby and I are no longer together, dont be sad, we didnt have the same future in mind or in that matter standards. I learned alot from supporting him on his mission but have also enjoy the life of dating again and just relaxing. I thought I would update this and let you all know I am exploring my option and hitting up the texts books in september to become Judy the second, I will be takin my nursing and enjoy my twenties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-4843964093237808621?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4843964093237808621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=4843964093237808621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4843964093237808621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4843964093237808621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-life.html' title='New Life!'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-928395331704192786</id><published>2008-09-04T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:57:02.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still alive....</title><content type='html'>So i survived the first 24 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colby&lt;/span&gt; being gone. Everything seemed to be fine. We sure did text the whole time he drove. I guess i never knew i could multitask as much as i did yesterday. I was able to complete my work and text to him to make sure he made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Utah&lt;/span&gt; safe. HE DID. I was really excited to know that he missed me and home but i also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want him to feel like that. This is a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for him to be down there and i know he will make the best of it. But i will be going down in 14 days to see him and let me tell you the count down is on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-928395331704192786?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/928395331704192786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=928395331704192786' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/928395331704192786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/928395331704192786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2008/09/still-alive.html' title='Still alive....'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7538972811390616074</id><published>2008-09-03T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:18:59.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And hes off..........</title><content type='html'>Well today was the day that Colby packed up his things and started the long journey to Salt Lake to go to school. He is attending the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Business&lt;/span&gt; college to achieve his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;associates&lt;/span&gt; degree and then in which he will return to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; to finish two years in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Criminal&lt;/span&gt; Justice, upon graduation he will then set foot in to the work force in either Regional Police or Boarder Patrol. He has got the drive to make the big bucks but yes he has some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sacrificing&lt;/span&gt; to do right now in order to achieve that. I had to say my goodbyes to him yesterday as he came up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; and we finished some shopping and purchased him a computer. I felt as if i was back in school and i was busy scrambling through out the school looking for whatever was on that list. By the end of the night i was fighting those tears back, every now and then he would catch one run down my face and he would say Babe, everything is going to be alright. This is a happy time not a sad, i will see you in two weeks. If i had a nickel for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i heard that yesterday i would be rich. To tell you the truth i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think two weeks will pass soon enough. So here i am at work trying to not think about it, but i got thinking this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; better circumstances then what i went through on his mission. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; i can call him and go and see him. That is what will get me through this trial. Cause i do believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;channings&lt;/span&gt; undying faith is being tested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-7538972811390616074?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7538972811390616074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7538972811390616074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7538972811390616074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7538972811390616074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-hes-off.html' title='And hes off..........'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-583480897332117354</id><published>2008-08-29T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:27:17.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy.</title><content type='html'>I am sure that my family is so interested on how me and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;newly&lt;/span&gt; returned missionary are. We are amazing i have never in my life ever thought that i would be able to make it through two years, but i did it and i did it with no problems. Okay yes i did break my leg and shatter my knee but other than that I enjoyed the two years with out pressure of young single adults. But i also love that he is home and that we are able to enjoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; company. I was thinking back on dating him for two years before he left on a mission and then waiting two years so altogether fours years. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what i would say to someone if they asked me to tell them the truth about waiting but now, i would tell everyone if you honestly commit your self to your missionary and promise to be there when they have a bad week, and if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; your knowledge for the church and have mass amounts of faith. it will be the most rewarding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; in your life. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; of changed a thing for the world. He completed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; and rewarding mission and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be any more happier him. I am just excited for what happens next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-583480897332117354?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/583480897332117354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=583480897332117354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/583480897332117354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/583480897332117354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2008/08/boy.html' title='The Boy.'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-4176133074647787130</id><published>2008-08-26T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:54:27.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Well lets just say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; has happened over the last couple weeks in my life. I guess i never understood why young adults could never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decide&lt;/span&gt; if they wanted to go to school or if they wanted to move away and travel. I always knew that i wanted to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; women and make changes in society. Lets just say it got boring, I have been living my dream for the last couple years and i am now stuck in a rut. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what i want. My childhood dream was to become a Dental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Assistant&lt;/span&gt; and i did my high school work experience shadowing a dentist, and i really enjoyed it. I am not exactly sure why i chose hospitality and operations, but i have enjoyed it, but i am realizing that i am now wanting and craving a new challenge All i know is i want a job that is exciting and challenges me. I have this undying love for a job with thrill and a thirst for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt;. I often find my self redoing a job i have already done because i need more to do. I guess i could close this by saying I have a lot of searching and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pondering&lt;/span&gt; to do. I know where i want to end up in life but my path choices are endless. I know i will always stay on the straight and narrow but depending on what direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-4176133074647787130?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/4176133074647787130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=4176133074647787130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4176133074647787130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/4176133074647787130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342545165195989305.post-7732058201814505590</id><published>2008-07-30T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:24:36.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who got me started on this?</title><content type='html'>Well all I can say is that Leslie Jacobs my sister got me started on this blogging thing. Why i decided to go ahead and start one of my own? was to be able to share my hilarious situations that i have with my family far away from me. I also hate that i live a million miles away from my nieces and nephews. I have a lot and each of them mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; to me. I also come from a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;collided&lt;/span&gt;, huge, disoriented, crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; family. In which we all live in different states, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;countries&lt;/span&gt;. My favorite time is when we all get together back home in mountain view, it seems as though we all have so much fun, and of course i also get hurt. Well stay tuned as i will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be able to post my stories as real as they come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/342545165195989305-7732058201814505590?l=chanolsen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/feeds/7732058201814505590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=342545165195989305&amp;postID=7732058201814505590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7732058201814505590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/342545165195989305/posts/default/7732058201814505590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanolsen.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-got-me-started-on-this.html' title='Who got me started on this?'/><author><name>Channing:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08857779709288009146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMUl7yseAig/TiXhQIL903I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TA837Jc4fGM/s220/photo-1.PNG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
